#asking him to forgive her as well

[cienie-isengardu]

MK1 Sub Zero vs Kitana and Mileena Intro Dialogues <<&>> MK11 Noob Saibot vs Jacqui Briggs

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat spoilers #bi han #sub zero #noob saibot #mileena #kitana #jacqui briggs #vera briggs #I SAID IT ONCE AND I WILL REPEAT BI HAN IS SUCH A MAMA'S BOY #AND THIS IS NOT INSULT #through the all mk1 banters HE SHOWS ZERO REGRETS OVER HIS ACTION #people were killed because of it? well too bad but that was in lin kuei's best interest #people telling him they won't forgive him? well too bad 'cause he did not ask for any forgivness #but then he tells kitana the death of her mother is REGRETTABLE #even though sindel was the enemy / liu kang's friend & ally #mileena is angry at him but sindel's death is not his doing yet in most of other intros he doesn't care for people suffering or their grief #it is not lin kuei business but here he makes a statement he did not took part in killing mileena's mother #when he could mock her or be uncaring as he usually was #and in mk11 noob TWICE mentioned vera briggs #TWO DIFFERENT INTRO DIALOGUES WITH JACQUI #return to mother's arms and vera's soul is calling for you #and sure this is noob and his join me (mother) in death and dead are my clan #but he did not mention vera to jax who missed his wife badly #only to daughter that lost a mother sometime before mk11 game events #mk1 implies his mother was fighter and she died (in line of duty maybe?) #and she is like the only family member Bi-Han is not/wasn't at odds with #not giving a fuck about father but dead mother? #yeah I do think bi-han is more touched by death of mother of his enemies than death of his own father #and this is pretty unusual connection to otherwise uncaring bi-han isn't it?

[void-botanist]

19, 20, 21, 22 for the polycule of your choice? :0

whoops we're doing it for two of them :3 and I'll include Heith too

19 - Summarize your character's goals in one sentence.

Marcus: be okay and go home, but also never have to tell Heith about all of his lies by omission

Heith: figure out if she's actually for real serious about Marcus (she thinks she might be actually for real serious about Marcus) and one way or another move out of her hotel room on Aephar

Yera: be a mom and try to make peace with the fact that Marcus is not here to be a part of the family

Hossan: be a dad and help Umedes figure themself out

Gren: see Marcus again and hopefully find out that there was no need to be jealous about his girlfriend, and make sure everyone's okay, especially the baby

Pali: prevent Kiatcarmen from finding Marcus (though that isn't a very active job), make sure the shifter coalition in the court doesn't budge, and get somewhere with her studies of shifter magic

Umedes: figure out whether they want to have a kid or not help

Kiatcarmen: find Marcus, because Minaya must not ascend, and do whatever else she can to preserve her accomplishments in the kingdom

Pirianus: broaden Kiatcarmen's vision beyond legacy, or, failing that, as he has for some 30+ years, get her to open up to him

Caladea: see Marcus again, and for his polycule's sake believe with all her heart the lies they tell Kiatcarmen

Thade: continue completing the political project du jour and end up in a happily ever after with Pirianus, which might also make him more welcome in the palace

Orvi: complete the one thing he was installed in the palace to accomplish

20 - Who's in the way of those goals?

Marcus: his mother. Always his mother. And honestly a little bit himself

Heith: herself, mostly. This is so not like her - well, specifically the part where she's still here when there have been plenty of times to go home

Yera: realistically, Kiatcarmen. But she still sometimes feels like she's lost some of her verve

Hossan: Umedes is the big challenge here. They're just so indecisive

Gren: Kiatcarmen, but sometimes it's easier to focus on the fact that Marcus has an interstellar girlfriend that none of them have ever met and that's so frustrating

Pali: herself. There aren't enough hours in the day for everything, and she has to sleep ugh

Umedes: themself, because they were the one who said this would be a great idea for when Marcus comes back. Who 100% believed Pali and Minaya and her ferasca spouses that this would go great. And who also took one look at Yera & Hossan's baby and thought that maybe they were signing up for more than they realized

Kiatcarmen: Marcus. Always Marcus. But she also blames Minaya and Yera and Pali for his disappearance, and she needs Pirianus to just shut up. This would have been so much easier with Jimmy

Pirianus: Kiatcarmen because he put his eggs all in one basket. But he mostly blames himself

Caladea: Kiatcarmen, but she tries to focus on what she can do better, and how she's getting in her own way

Thade: he's beginning to suspect he's been in his own way this entire time but it can't be understated how much Pirianus is constantly hot and cold

Orvi: it changes frequently, but always some contingent of the court

21 - What is your character's relationship with their emotions?

Marcus: he can't control his bad emotions, so he suppresses them. This has never caused any problems

Heith: she's just as cynical about her emotions as she is about everything else, but sometimes she just can't not feel something completely unironically

Yera: she's gonna feel them whatever they are so [grits teeth] negative emotions are part of the fullness of experience (she will be screaming into this pillow later)

Hossan: left to his own devices, he would feel his emotions, and then let them cast away upon the wind. Being with Yera and Gren has made him learn how to interrogate them more

Gren: he feels everything. A lot. He also conceptualizes things in terms of feelings a lot

Pali: she would like to believe she doesn't have them, but then she lays awake at night deconstructing them

Umedes: they tend to put intense feelings away for later, but don't ever get to later unless later comes for them first

Kiatcarmen: her emotions are so rich and nuanced and nobody understands that, so all of her emotions collapse into some flavor of annoyance

Pirianus: don't like that feeling? Repress it! This will never result in it returning in continually more warped and incomprehensible forms

Caladea: being in the palace seems to have stunted her emotions - they're flatter, duller, and way more anxious no matter what they are

Thade: don't like that feeling? Deflect it! The more mirrors there are between you and your emotions the less you will ever know what they are and the less you can ever be responsible for them

Orvi: he has a mental Tupperware for emotions that allows him to keep control of himself. He is the only person on this list who will actually open that Tupperware on purpose later

22 - What regrets do they have, if any? (From any part of the story, not just exposition.)

Marcus: missing out on eight years of his "real" life, and especially not being there when Gren's grandmother died. If only he'd been stronger, he could have stayed

Heith: before finding out about Marcus, that she's kind of a flake to her band, but they don't seem to mind that much. After finding out about Marcus, that she ever thought there was some kind of "magic" between them and maybe she could feel naïve about love for two seconds

Yera: she regretted drifting away from her father and sister, so she's fixing that now

Hossan: most of his regrets are from the now-distant past and don't make much sense - even he will say so - but he always finds himself regretting that he can't seem to do more for people

Gren: not going home even more before his grandmother died, even though he was practically splitting his time between his home city and the palace. He also regrets letting Marcus leave, even though he had to, and there was no other real choice

Pali: after getting married, she got more distant from her professor mentor, and the regret hit her hard when they died

Umedes: most immediately, thinking that having a kid was a good idea (they are beginning to think that this is a pregnancy kink that got out of hand). But more than anything they regret not going with Marcus, even though they couldn't

Kiatcarmen: Ashmalo was a liability, but she still regrets that he died (despite her image she does not think that assassination is the right way to deal with most problems, including Ashmalo). Conversely, she regrets that she couldn't save Jimmy, even though medical science itself could not have saved Jimmy. She also regrets letting Minaya slip out from under her thumb, because if she hadn't, she wouldn't be stuck looking for her runaway son

Pirianus: that he can't seem to permanently extract himself from Thade. If he stops and thinks about it (read: gets drunk and sad) he regrets spending so many years of his life trying to get through to a woman who would just as soon throw him to the dogs

Caladea: that she couldn't do more for Marcus or Minaya or Ashmalo, and that she still can't. And that being stuck in the palace has left her struggling to try and pick up the pieces of her creativity and her passion even though it should have given her unlimited resources to pursue them

Thade: things he's said to people. Most of them used to be seared in his brain because he thought they were funny, and eventually he figured out that oh, maybe they weren't. But some of them seemed bad from the moment they came out of his mouth (not before that, unfortunately, because he wasn't thinking about it) and he wishes he could take them back for real, especially the things he's said to Pirianus

Orvi: that he's still here. He had one thing to accomplish, and even though it was complex, it's taking SO. LONG. He knew that marrying into the royal family meant that he probably wasn't going to permanently go home again, but the longer this drags on the less he even wants to show his face there, and he wonders if it was worth it at all

#I need to spend more time with Heith tbh. I know she must have other regrets in her life that feed into the cynicism #I'm just not totally sure what/what her situation is outside of her band #Kiatcarmen's polycule gives me the worst heartache help #I actually wrote like 2k words about some shit Thade said to Pirianus after she died and how that did not go well #honestly Thade also kind of regrets never yet telling Pirianus that he loves him as anything but a joke. but he's not unpacking that one #me: Pali was basically a wizard's apprentice before she got married but there are no wizards in this setting #me: wait #I think it's pretty clear actually that Pali doesn't really do regrets. she's maybe better at forgiving herself than any of the others #simultaneously laughing and crying when I imagine Umedes with the baby because they are TERRIFIED of hurting it somehow #despite normally being a very gentle person and very unlikely to do anything wrong #kink mention #c: Kiatcarmen #c: Orvi #c: Caladea #c: Pirianus #c: Thade #c: Marcus #c: Yera #c: Gren #c: Pali #c: Umedes #c: Hossan #c: Heith #wip: iecunem #50 questions ask game

[dupliciti]

@zorkaya :

"Here, you can drink it," she passes the bottle of high class whiskey to the other, not knowing if he enjoys it or if he would ever be willing to try it out. The IPC connections worked well for her in the long-run, Diamond's attempt to kill her was laughable but at this point it becomes the usual. And now, with the Masked Fool, the Emanator of Origin doesn't hesitate to enjoy the pleasures of life. After all, she is another flower of life - the apostle who walks to ensure the life continues and the origin will never cease. "When to indulge in life if not while you're living, hm? Delicious food, good alcohol, a solid company, passionate sex. Indulge while you can and have fun while you're at it. You live only once, don't you?" Golden eyes study him, curious and intrigued solely to want to dissect his mind, his behavior, his psyche. Unlike those who wish to only watch, she's still in possession of her mortal body, no matter how changed it is compared to a millenia ago. "Agree with my philosophy? Or do you live for more selfless means, Mr. Koski?" Naturally, it's more of a play. There is no seriousness as there is no need for it.

     With a certain reverence, he takes the bottle.  ❝ Why, thank you~  !  ❞  Confidently pouring himself some of the brownish liquid into a glass. 

     Hard liquor is not his go to, though when drinking in a social setting, he can certainly act the connoisseur. He prefers vodka, if indulging in his own likes, more so a glass of beer if sipping casually. Though, there is something rather classy about drinking whiskey neat. For Zarina, he'll be a whiskey drinker tonight. 

     After all, he'd hate to disappoint someone that he feels he may be a powerful ally. Someone on the same plane, even if he lacks experience in the measure of time. Use of his gift completely selfish.  Regardless of looming worry, his pride will bubble up subtly. Cockiness showing through unconventionally in ways that really do not benefit him one way or another. If he is to ever best someone of her caliber, well, it would be too late for one of them. That much is certain.

     Lips meet his cup for a brief sip, letting a moment of silence linger as he swallows. Fool's greens returning her curiosity in kind, though, he makes a more direct visual note of her attire. Oh, he sure hopes she notices the pause.  ❝ My dear, do you really get a vibe of altruism from me ?  ❞  Giggle isn't very flattering, akin to that of a toddler rather than a grown man. Some find it cute, others annoying enough to want to disfigure his visage.  

          ❝ I wholeheartedly agree !  Any amount of time invested in an action or exchange should be enjoyable for you. You owe it to yourself. ❞  For a Masked Fool, he practices a safe amount of logistics  &&  planning, wanting to make sure that he isn't getting too far ahead of himself. If it ends in pain or tears, then is it really all that fun ?  

Mercenary offers up a wink with his growing grin. ❝ Though... A talk like this... Copulation... Sometimes it's worth being a little selfless, don't you think ?  ❞

#like i said im sorry but at the same time HE deserves absolutely no forgiveness LMAO fucking right out the gate.. #i really wanna reply to the ask you'd answered as well because i think it's stupidly fitting for him to be interacting with her like that #your women are makin him buzz that's my commentary aKJSHDGJK #zorkaya #( ◇ ᵃᵉˢᵗʰᵉᵗⁱᶜˢ┊ epsilon and tavern friends; ) #alcohol cw #suggestive cw #( ◇ ⁿᵒ ᶜᵃˢʰ┊ ask; )

[petrichorium]

The fav I have the most frequent (and most intense) fights with is actually jing yuan btw

#pattering on the roof #he has a tendency to make me feel stupid and it’s not entirely by accident #he just can’t help himself #like JDNJFNEF I reference it in my meet fruit fic (which was Very selfship coded) but #the first massive fight we have is before we start dating when he’s still like courting me ig #and wheedles me into playing starchess w him #but I’m BAD at starchess okay I hate it I suck at it sucking at it makes me hate it more #and I like him so much and he’s so good and I wanna make a good impression but I SUCK and I leave every time upset #and he knows ofc he does. I’m improving and he loves seeing me improve which is why he keeps asking #eventually he’s like well maybe it’ll help if I let her win #no. it doesn’t. I blow up at him entirely bc I HATEEEE being condescended to and if u wanted someone who could beat u in starchess then go #find someone else u fucking asshole don’t humiliate me like that (<- face puffy weeping literally the only two people in the garden) #and I storm off sobbing. literally refuse to interact w him for MONTHS he’s making every excuse to bump into me and it’s full cold shoulder #I also never fully forgive him for it. we never play starchess again even centuries down the line after we’re married and he’s retired #n e way yeah #p much every fight is similar he just makes me feel dumb sometimes and I lash out at him #and frankly often it’s warranted bc not infrequently he provokes me on purpose #ss.🌧 yujing

[swede]

thinking so intensely about c*rpse bride au christine.

#no you guys DON’T understand i’ve put an unreasonable amount of thought into this #okay so. she was engaged to raoul #philippe (raoul’s asshole older brother) obviously HATED THAT #she was a poor little ballet girl #so. she’s engaged and #she gets a letter she assumes is from raoul #asking her to meet him late at night so they can elope #WELL! SURPRISE! philippe sent the letter #and he. murders her! :) #so now she’s wandering the woods where she was haphazardly buried #in her wedding dress looking for true love #the one catch as compared to the actual film tho #is that she actually knows who killed her #she remembers and she wants REVENGE #raoul moves on and she forgives him for it #but she wants to strangle philippe LMAOOOO #she’s. very unhappy very sad #desperate to feel wanted and loved #idk! i love it! i love it personally #i started an au fic 3 years ago where erik was the corpse bridegroom but #i think i like this more #this tickles my brain more #let her be undead and weird #she trips and her leg goes flying #I NEEDDDDD INTERACTIONS FOR THIS #SO BAD #okie at my laptop after a nice shower :)!!!! #wish list. #i swear i made a post similar to this on my archive... oh well #tw death

[thedeadthree]

WHAT FORM OF LOVE DO YOU EMBODY?

tagged by @chuckhansen, @dihardys, @jackiesarch​ and @marivenah to take this cutest uquiz for my dears! ty so much! <3

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tagging: @griffin-wood, @blackreaches, @risingsh0t, @florbelles, @leviiackrman, @queennymeria, @aartyom, @adelaidedrubman, @heroofpenamstan, @belorage, @roofgeese, @loriane-elmuerto, @virassan, @yennas, @shadowglens, @saintsilver, @confidentandgood, @pheedraws, @arklay, @celticwoman, @inkrys, @multiverse-of-themind, @swordcoasts, @sunsetseasons, @rosebarsoap and you!

LOVE AS A RELIGION

[ love as the sole object of your reverence--nothing about you is holy, but maybe your love for another is ] when sappho said "in the crooks of your body i find my religion" and when the cast of les mis sang "to love another person is to see the face of God" and when halsey said "i found God, i found him in a lover" and when katherine philips wrote "to the dull angry world let's prove there's a religion in our love"

LOVE AS A HUNGER

[ love as ravenous desire, love as something fragrant and home-built ] when florence welch said "we all have a hunger" and when jenny slate asked "who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me?" and when violet trefusis wrote "I want you hungrily, frenziedly. passionately. I am starving for you..." and when anne carson asked "what are we made of but hunger and rage?"

LOVE AS VIOLENCE

[ love as bloodshed, crimson as a knife slipped between your ribs ] when ocean vuong said "to arrive at love, then, is to arrive through obliteration" and when franz kafka said "you are the knife i turn inside myself; that is love" and when ada limon said "how do you love? like a fist. like a knife" and when richard siken said "sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine"

LOVE AS DEVOTION

[ devotion: love, loyalty, or enthusiasm for a person, activity, or cause ] when ruth said to naomi "where you go, i will go, and where you stay, i will stay. your people will be my people, and your God my God" and when hozier sang "i'll be the dreadful need from the devotee that drove [orpheus] underground" and when deathcab for cutie sang "if there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, i will follow you into the dark"

LOVE AS A CHOICE

[ love is beautiful because it's built deliberately ] when casey mcquinston wrote "that's the choice. i love him, with all that, because of all that, on purpose. i love him on purpose" and when jenny slate tweeted "i just want someone to grab my little face and scream on purpose, on purpose i am going to care about you" and when jodi picoult wrote "after fifteen years, love isn't just a feeling. it's a choice" and when the good place said "if soulmates do exist, they're not found they're made"

LOVE AS TENDERNESS

[ love as gentleness after a lifetime of cruelty ] when ocean vuong said "sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined" and when pablo neruda said "like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar" and when anais mitchell wrote "all i've ever known is how to hold my own, and now i wanna hold you, too”

#only if you want to of course! #oc: valentina zaman #oc: annushka zima #oc: caitrìona #oc: líadáin talovaire #oc: lioslaith mac ruaidhrí #oc: chiara de laurentis #technical difficulties for me yesterday made this a bit late :’) so if you’ve already done this please feel free to ignore! #VALSS NOW YOU DIDNT HAVE TO COME FOR HER LIKE *THAT* UQUIZ :’) #especially the ‘wiping blood from ur partner choice?” im fine IM SO FINE...... there’s a piece I want to write that may be inspired by that! #as for how her and the elder meet and get together..... so john was hired when she was younger to k*ll her parents by a rival of her fathers #so did she seek him out to ask for permission to k*ll the man now sitting in the seat her dad should be in? #OR that she already k*lled him and was asking for forgiveness? and her honesty (and that shes.. really pretty..) #was what led him to offer her to be his hand..? eyes and ears and the like? maybe? #UHHHHHH chiaras is totally not living in my head rn? it works so well for all 3 of her verses! uc! m*cu! jw! all of the above! #‘all ive ever known is how to hold my own and now I wanna hold you too...’ IM FINEE #awww lio and muiredach being love as a choice.. :) #LOVE AS DEVOTION LOVEE AS DEVOTION these two are ruining me with that..? lía and leon..? this is fine! #you are the knife I turn inside myself that’s love..? and hati and Marcus UHHHH giventhem as chars and their story.... TRACKS #adding ‘what are we but hunger and rage’ to anyas quote repertoire BC.... these answers read the girls for FILTH..! #that fit her to a t! its such a fitting answer for her and for her and ash! #leg.txt #leg.ocs #leg.tagged #TY SO MUCH DEARS this was so cute! I love this quiz sm <3

[commsroom]

What do you think eiffel was thinking about when he asked hera to destroy his and Pryce's memories during the finale? I was always so struck by his decision to self sacrifice but also (also!!) about the implications it has for either him intentionally inciting permanent harm on another person or that he doesnt consider permanent memory loss permanent harm?

i think what the show is trying to communicate about eiffel's decision is described best in hera's reasoning: "i don't need to beat you. no matter how much i want to, no matter how much you deserve it, it wouldn't change anything. what i need is to make sure that you're not going to hurt anyone else again. ever." it is enacting harm, but it's also preventative. how do you negotiate with people who have intentionally and systematically removed themselves from humanity, who don't even recognize your humanity? what's justified in preventing future harm? i think there is a meaningful difference in an action taken to protect others vs. one taken in retribution, even if retribution is justified.

i think there is also an angle from which you can consider his self-sacrifice another form of self-destruction. so much of eiffel's character arc comes back to the ways he tries to get away from himself, how much he doesn't want to be doug eiffel. all of the ways he fractures his identity, tells stories in the third person. how he distances himself, and how that's distanced him from the people he cares about, when all of the men in all of those stories are still doug eiffel. if you consider eiffel's memory loss a finality, then it reads as a fulfillment of that desire, and i just... don't think that's what the show is going for.

and then you have his survivor's guilt. "the driver's always fine." in boléro, he feels personally responsible for the people who died because of his unwillingness to harm anyone on purpose. i don't think that makes his choices wrong, and i think he's wrong to blame himself, but it's a factor worth considering. if on some level he might see harm as more justifiable if he is also the recipient of it.

i also think there's another perspective from which you could consider his decision a selfish one: he knows the implications this has for hera in particular, and the weight he's putting on her. she agrees to it, she understands, but even so. i think that is something they're going to have to work through at some point. eiffel may be making the call, but whatever harm is enacted, hera is the one pulling the trigger.

ultimately i think the approach that eiffel is still eiffel, or at least that he has the intent and capacity to be, makes the most sense thematically and tonally. i think seeing it that way serves as an continuation and final affirmation of what the show already says about identity, rather than introducing some new philosophical question. i think you can even make a case for restoring eiffel's memories post-canon as a natural extension of the show's exploration of self and his character arc in particular. i won't get too into that now because it's another discussion and i don't want to make this response unreadably long, but that is to say...

what was eiffel thinking? i don't feel like i can answer that conclusively. i'd be surprised if he could. it's brave, and self-sacrificing, it definitely saved them, and it was also selfish and self-destructive. i may not think eiffel's memory loss is necessarily final, but he did, in that moment, and that came with the full intent that the same would be true of pryce. it's complicated, and messy, and personally? i think pryce deserved worse. but it's not really about deserving either.

#wolf 359 #w359 #doug eiffel #asks #thank you soo much for asking this #and giving me a chance to ramble about it #i haven't really talked about eiffel's memory in a while and i've been meaning to write a more thorough deconstruction re: #my feelings there but. it's a complicated subject. #as a side note this is. aside from my obvious biases #this is another reason why i don't have a lot of patience for people who think pryce should've been treated differently #because if you accept eiffel is the same person who is still just as responsible for the harm he caused #which i think the show DOES unambiguously accept #then the same is true of pryce. whether she has the capacity to be better well #everyone does. she did before too. she just chose not to. and maybe she can choose differently #but the hephaestus crew and hera in particular have no obligations to her #in the same way the people eiffel hurt have every right not to forgive him if they don't want to but also. come on #what pryce has done is also. magnitudes worse. i think that's also inarguable. #and i think the same harm reduction/self-defense argument applies to cutter's death like #the show's morality is against INCITING harm but what about harm done to stop the people who are harming you? #people who absolutely WILL NOT stop otherwise? #it's complicated. there are no easy answers #and on another note i do think there's a lot about #the ways hera's sense of self and ability to return to earth with the others #is connected to the show establishing she isn't fundamentally different from the others #treating eiffel's brain in a more 'mechanical' fashion in the finale vs. hera's pivotal moments being the most tangible in the show #being seen and interacting with others physically #it's equalizing. i really believe the further into the show you get the more it establishes the ways hera is different are really just #differences of circumstance and the ways she's treated. and what she's internalized because of that treatmeant #and i find that really meaningful. anyway. this is such a tangent i'm sorry it's all connected #i start talking about one thing and i just keep going

[mysteriesofloves]

I've been thinking about this for a while, but how do you think Blair would have reacted to That Scene with Dan and Serena had she not been portrayed in the most cynical light in season six? I feel she would have been angry, but I do NOT feel that she would go as far as she did with Dan when she found out.

see, the thing is, blair’s reaction reflects not only on her as a character but on the writers and the general attitude re: sexual assault at the time. pre-me-too tv was WAY different and the way the show as a whole seems to come down on “dan and serena are equally at fault for this” wouldn’t really fly today. i mean, i do think that dan believes they are equally at fault, because he’s dan, but the fact of the matter is that serena manipulated the entire situation while dan was already vulnerable, and as far as i remember the show doesn’t acknowledge to the fullest extent how genuinely evil and awful that is. like it’s just another piece of the “drama”.

i do think that in the moment blair would go that far because when blair is hurt or angry she grasps for the meanest thing she can do or say. and this situation does literally transport her back to being a hurt teenage girl, but you’re right, if she wasn’t already reverted back to being mean girl ice queen forever sixteen blair and was the woman she had grown into with dan and she heard him out she would be able to forgive him. but it would absolutely take time. idk i think blair’s relationship with sexual assault and agency is really interesting and sad but the show was never gonna truly acknowledge and go into all that. like blair understands what it is to be taken advantage of and to be in a manipulated situation and to have things done to you without your consent but bc of her own warped perceptions of herself (it being her fault) she applies that same logic to dan in this scenario. but if she was given the chance to work through this and really think about it and hear out the whole situation i agree her reaction would be different.

#and the thing is she was on her way to working through it that’s really what the end of 5x21 is about #idk it’s really complicated! my thoughts are kinda jumbled but i hope i expressed what i meant well enough #also ‘forgive him’ isn’t really the right wording bc again the situation is not as black and white as that but you guys know what i mean #asks #gg meta

[ihophashbrowns]

today i fumbled a completely perfect opportunity to talk to my hallway crush. btw.

#we were in gym and i sitting by the bleachers with 2 of my friends #we had just finished playing a round of badminton nd my friend points out that my crush is standing nearby #and i tell her ''why do you think i was playing so well'' #and then both of my friends urge me to talk to him #one of my friends even talks to him and complimented his hoodie ohhh 😭😭 #and i said ''oh you think you funny?'' #and she said she did it in hopes that i would add on to her compliment.... and i fumbled it baddd 😭 #i even hhad the opportunity to ask him if he wanted to play a round of badminton but i didnt. #may aphrodite forgive me for fumbling the perfect opportunity 😭😭 like She was rlly looking out for me and brought this chance for me and i #didnt accept it 😭😭 #hopefully i have another chance but i doubt it i really do 💔 he probably thinks im weird #🧁.txt

[glitter50000]

SaB season 2 spoilers ahead

Watching Kirigan being legit angry and straight up shoving Alina down after she burned his hand in the tether along with threatening her home and choking her in another episode as well was for ME, who wanted to see him punch her out of spite

#Anti darklina #i wouldn’t recommend interacting with this post if you like this ship please because I’m feeling petty #Look I wasn’t a fan of all the “simp darkling” that ppl came out with from season one cause like yeah he “loves” her in his own way #but that’s not the only trait he has and even so. So what? #it doesn’t change anything he doesn’t realize “the power of love” and try to ask for forgiveness or change his ways #Alina doesn’t get away scot free with threatening him or harming him cause of love #And it’s just slaps in you face that he’s not being romantic or he’s not being all lovey dovey with her. He’s actually angry with her #He doesn’t take it as a joke or something or as her just not seeing the bigger picture #She hits him and well he’s not afraid to hit back twice as hard to make her see his way #sab spoilers #shadow and bone season 2 #shadow and bone netflix

[void-botanist]

Themes tag: Avis & Sorian

Thank you @duckingwriting for the tag! I've already done Nicea and TFA and I think those are still pretty accurate, so I said, what the hell, let's do it for Avis & Sorian (not AOM as a whole because I haven't decided to what extent Avis is a POV in AOM. Shockingly AOM was not intended to be about her lol).

Rules: Bold the themes that appear in your WIP (& italicize those that are loosely covered) then tag 10 people.

Main themes (bold)

betrayal

communication

facing reality

fall from grace

fear

fulfillment

honesty

loneliness

lost love

love

power of words

relationships

self-awareness

sexuality

Additional themes (italics)

beauty

chaos vs. order

family

friendship

guilt and forgiveness

parenthood (yes I changed this one from motherhood)

responsibility

revenge

sacrifice

secrets

temptation and destruction

time

wisdom of experience

Soravis taglist: @vacantgodling

I'm actually just gonna leave this an open tag for whoever feels like doing themes. Complete reformatted list of themes below the cut.

addiction beauty betrayal change vs. tradition chaos vs. order circle of life coming of age communication convention vs. rebellion corruption courage crime and law dangers of ignorance darkness and light death desire to escape dreams displacement empowerment facing darkness facing reality faith vs. doubt fall from grace fame and fortune family fate fear fear of failure free will friendship fulfillment good vs. bad government greed guilt and forgiveness hard work heroism hierarchy honesty hope identity crisis immortality independence individual vs. society inner vs. outer strength innocence injustice isolation knowledge vs. ignorance life loneliness lost love love man vs. nature manipulation materialism motherhood nature nature vs. nurture oppression optimism peer pressure poverty power power of words prejudice pride progress quest racism rebirth relationships religion responsibility revenge sacrifice secrets self-awareness self-preservation self-reliance sexuality social class structure survival technology temptation and destruction time totalitarianism weakness vanity war wealth wisdom of experience youth

#power of words is my favorite bc that's just Avis Is Mean #but also beauty and time and their whole dynamic being framed as temptation/destruction. would it destroy everything if she gave in #'why isn't guilt and forgiveness a main theme' you ask? well if Sorian was telling the story maybe #but the question for Avis is not whether she forgives him but why she would forgive him. what that means for her and about her #would you believe it is not just Sorian she's dysfunctional about #soravis #c: Sorian #c: Avis #wip: aom #tag games #themes tag game

[ronanlynchbf]

ronan and adam should’ve had a real conversation in greywaren they should’ve both been awake and should’ve argued the way they did back in the days because emotions are running High so naturally there is a reverting back to their younger selves and they should've started to calm down a little after said arguing and have an actual good thorough conversation afterwards in which ronan actualy apologizes to adam because let’s be real there was one needed and they make it clear what they want for the future and how they want it to pan out and how things are gonna work out and about what home means to each of them and about how each of them were keeping secrets from each other and how to avoid hurting each other in the future by not talking to each other and to stop keeping those heavy secrets to themselves with the thought that it’s only going to bother the other and “they were wanted they were wanted they were wanted” is actually brought across by them communicating this to each other in Real Actual Words and after this very good very lengthy very needed conversation they can hug as their actual real life corporeal bodies with their ribs still fitting together just as they had before and with adam’s hand still pressed against the back of ronan’s skull the way it always did

#MAGGIE U ARE NOTHING #sorry that's not true. but she should've made them have an actual Conversation instead of the copout that was that greywaren chapter #no matter how dear it is to my heart and how many emotions it brings up and how romantic it is. she could've done the conversation and then #the soul merging like do both y'know. love wins. #also she should've never made adam a c*p. and she should've never made declan forgive niall Completely and Entirely and made declan #view him as Flawless all of a sudden and she should've never made the epilogue Like That and should've never have it so that the new fenian #and mór live at the barns and should have made it so that hennessy was the one saving the world because ronan would've chosen to save adam #(BECAUSE. the choice was death or hurting adam. which wasn't much of a choice at all!) wherein - again - ronan saves adam because duh and #hennessy goes on to save the world instead. also should've never done the whole thing with nathan that was FOUL of her why is it BOMBS #of all fucking things and also should've given carmen and hennessy more development and also should've never done the moderators plot #(though in all fairness That in particular was the publishing company i'll give her that) and also should've given matthew more. #more of what you ask. well just very simply More. like what we were given was so little and so like. lackluster? also should've given decla #and matthew a conversation after he was gone for so long should've seen an actual reunion with the two of them and ronan as well should've #seen that declan & ronan actual (awake) reunion we never got to see either should've gotten an adam and matthew reunion as well because the #are brothers too!! also should've never done that whole thing with declan completely taking away matthew's autonomy and letting him sleep #for days just because he didn't want to deal with him bc like that was so fucked up actually and also should've never done carmen dirty the #way she was done dirt and also -------- #trc #dreamer trilogy #sorryyyy the more i sit on greywaren the more dissatisfied i become.....why not let them have an actual conversation it would've been much #more meaningful and would've made much more sense because ronan and adam have always had their communication problems and r both #stubborn assholes who are mostly private and who should've had that moment because it would be a nice tie-in and conclusion and just #would've been so much more meaningful to see them grow like that and actually communicate for real. #i actually LOVED some of gw (numquam solus....LIKE.) but overall it just felt so off idk. who was it that said every gw chapter individually #was good but all together it just wasn't All That because yeah. #also i am. feverish so idk if any of this even makes sense at all 🤨 double also if you read this u should picture me pacing around my room #talking 2 myself because that is me rn...in spirit because i can't get out of bed 👍

[chuluoyi]

the secret wife

- nanami kento x reader

follow the first years’ misadventures as they find out that apparently, the infamous 7:3 sorcerer is also a dutiful and loving husband in private!

genre/warnings: crack, fluff, the first years are simply chaotic, an attempt at humor, gojo cameo (he’s so insufferable), mentions of pregnancy, nanami being the best husband there is

note: based on an anon's suggestion, this is a spin-off to love entries' wife (so gojo is married to love entries reader naturally!) this is full chaos and crack omg so sorry and isn't proofread bc i’m kinda tired so pls forgive any mistakes and my dry humor :')

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

On one fine, sunny day, which was supposed to be a calm and relaxing afternoon...

“Hello? Yuji—”

Megumi could've sworn, they weren't usually this nosy.

“Gojo-sensei! It's urgent!”

Call it indulgence, because Nobara's curiosity just got the better of her.

“Oh? What's—”

“Does Nanamin have a wife!?”

And Yuji... well, he just needed answers, because the three of them were now in the ‘Mom and Baby’ section of department store, having just witnessed a monumental sight of their esteemed mentor, Nanami Kento—

—with a remarkably stunning woman hanging onto his arm.

“Huh?” Gojo's confusion was evident from the other line. Oh, yeah. Yuji had decided to cut to the chase and call him too, hoping for a swift clarification.

Okay, so why were the trio—plus Gojo on the speakerphone—hiding behind a pillar just to spy on Nanami and his very possible wife? Let us rewind 30 minutes before...

Yuji considers himself to have an exceptional eye and taste for women.

And 30 minutes ago, when he fell on his butt on the rough, hard asphalt in the jammed Shibuya crossing after accidentally getting shoved by the crowd, and encountered a kind, vivacious older woman—you, who extended a hand to help him up, he was even more convinced of that.

“Are you alright, Itadori-kun?” your soft voice entered his ears, catching him off-guard, and Yuji was certain of two things then.

One, that you were just like a literal angel descended from skies above, all dolled up and pretty with your flowy sundress.

“Ah, uh—” he stammered, eyes darting everywhere and anywhere at once as his palm started sweating after clasping your hand. “I-I am…”

And two, for the life of him, he had no idea who you were.

But it registered late in his mind to ask as he was busy controlling his ragged breathing and instant crush, and before Yuji knew it, you graced him with another kind smile and went on your way.

And did he feel so miserable afterwards.

. . .

“She’s sooo hella pretty, Fushiguro! And she knows me! Me!”

Megumi sighed, eyeing his friend in disgust. Truthfully, all he wanted was to return to the dorms and collapse onto his bed, and not listen to his friend’s incoherent ramblings.

"You sure you weren't imagining things?" Nobara questioned with slight irritation. "After you embarrassed us in front of Gojo-sensei's wife a while back, please think more before you act."

"I'm not, I swear! She said my name!"

"Itadori, can you please just not?" Megumi grumbled, having enough of this ruckus. "I want to walk back in peace."

And so tucking away his pout, Yuji walked in silence just as his best friend asked, and he was really going to leave it at that when suddenly he caught the sight of a familiar pristine coat and the sundress from earlier. “Oh?”

"Isn't that Nanami-san?" Nobara also spotted him, her eyes widening when she saw you, who was happily beaming as well as Nanami's light chuckle. "And wait, who is—?"

"That's her!" Yuji burst out, pointing decisively in your direction. "That's who I was talking about!"

Oh, no. Megumi dreaded it already. He could already see the utter catastrophe—

"I'm going after them!"

"Wait, Itadori! Me too!"

Too late. Before he could stop them, Nobara and Yuji had followed the pair. Reluctantly, Megumi trailed behind them too, albeit wearing a vexed scowl. Yet despite his misgivings, he couldn't deny that the things he saw over the next 30 minutes were genuinely unexpected.

Nanami consistently led you to a quieter spot away from the bustling crowd, his hand holding yours firmly. He would occasionally throw you a smile, or when you didn’t hold hands, then he’d wrap an arm around your waist. And to the trio's bewilderment, they also saw him tenderly brushing his lips against your head while on the escalator.

Soft and gentle. It was a side of Nanami Kento they had never witnessed—either with anyone else or even himself.

The two of you ventured through home appliances, visited food stalls, and eventually... the ‘Mom and Baby’ section.

"Do you want to rest for a bit?" Nanami's voice held a touch of concern as his hand settled on the small of your back, and seeing that, Nobara positively swooned.

"Oh, no, I'm fine," you responded with a reassuring smile. "Let's head over there. I'd like to see that next!"

Watching you and Nanami meticulously going through strollers and cribs like a pair of would-be parents was apparently too mind-blowing for Yuji and Nobara, leading to the decision to call Gojo right then and there. And, as they say, the rest was history.

"Last I heard, Nanami wasn't married," Gojo answered resolutely. "If he is, then it's the ultimate betrayal because he never told me!"

"But we see him with a woman! At mother and baby care section!"

Gojo hummed in thoughtful manner. "Okay, students. Now I'm tasking you to see this to the very end! Keep me on the line!"

With that, Operation: Uncover Nanami's Wife was officially underway, and frankly, the way the three of them were clumsily tailing the 7:3 sorcerer made Megumi want to facepalm. How was it that Nanami hadn't noticed their rather conspicuous attempts at all?

Now you were fawning over baby clothes, cutely trying not to squeal as you picked a little blue and yellow overalls. "Kento! Kento! Look, how cute!"

And all of them were floored once again when the expression on his face softened, as a warm smile adorned his lips. "Yeah, they are."

"Is she pregnant? She doesn't look it..." Nobara remarked, squinting and frowning, still watching the two of you like a hawk.

"Or maybe they're shopping for someone else?" Megumi suggested, earning teasing grins from Yuji and Nobara, to which he quickly rolled his eyes, as they chorused, "Looks like you're curious too!"

After a while, you moved from the clothes to sections stocked with mother's necessities. Yuji leaned against one of the racks, pressing his ear against it, with Nobara and Megumi crowding behind him, attempting to catch a snippet of your conversation with Nanami.

"I think we should get some heat packs and these pillows—"

"Oh, Kento! You're such a worrywart, I still won't need them for a few more months—"

"Wait, what?" Yuji whipped his head around in surprise, causing Nobara, who was leaning on him, to stumble and inadvertently collide with the racks.

"Eh? Huh!?"

Unfortunately, the racks weren't sturdy enough, and the force caused them to sway dangerously. Nobara, sensing her imminent fall, instinctively grabbed Yuji's arm to steady herself. However, he got tugged instead and their combined weight exacerbated the situation, leading to the racks quickly toppling over and a deafening commotion ensued—

Crash!

"Careful!" Nanami immediately pulled you behind him, a protective arm around your shoulder, sensing your shock from the sudden crash. He was on high alert, expecting some sort of attack of cursed spirits, but instead, he was met with the most astounding sight of the bickering culprits amidst the fallen racks.

"Kugisaki! What are you doing!"

"You dumbass! Why didn't you stop me from falling?!"

"Itadori-kun...?" Nanami called out in utter disbelief, his mind couldn't fathom as to why the first years were here. However, his attention quickly shifted to Megumi, who was seething and sending his friends a glare so hard it could drill a hole into them.

Then, the boy swiftly fixed himself into a low bow in front of him, ashamed, disregarding Yuji and Nobara's groans altogether. "Nanami-san, I'm very, very sorry on their behalf."

"What are the three of you doing here?" he inquired, and poor Megumi seemed at a loss, huffing as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck, unsure of where to even start.

Meanwhile you were full of worry for the fallen kids. "Oh my gosh, are you alright?"

For the second time today, you tried to help Yuji to stand on his feet, and this time, he really had a good look over you.

It wasn't exactly noticeable due to how loose your dress was, but now he could see that under it, your belly was slightly rounded—an unmistakable baby bump.

Amidst his shock and pain, Yuji couldn't bring himself to take your hand as he inadvertently let this slip, "N-Nanamin! You knocked her up!"

Nanami blinked. You gaped. Megumi and Nobara went pale in sheer horror, ready to murder their friend on the spot for his extreme height of rudeness.

“Itadori-kun,” Nanami cleared his throat then, and if he was offended, then he chose not to show it. “First of all, I’m sorry for not introducing you sooner. This is Y/N, my wife, and yes,” his tone hardened slightly, “She’s carrying our first child.”

“S-so you are married!”

“Yes, that was what I—”

“What the hell?! NANAMIIII!”

Oh, the freaking phone. After his fall, Yuji’s phone ended up on the floor, and of course, Gojo did hear all of the entire madness, evident from how his voice blared from the phone.

Nanami frowned, unwittingly reaching out towards the phone. “Who—?”

“NA-NA-MI!" Gojo screeched in righteous exasperation, and the former immediately pulled away from the phone with a cringe. “How could you?! I invited you to my wedding! Are you a hermit or something—how could not tell anyone!? Didn’t you say I can officiate—”

“I said no such thing. Please refrain from saying outrageous things, it’s both annoying and misleading,” Nanami stressed, growing more irritated by the mere sound of Gojo's whining voice and feeling his patience waning rapidly.

"Aren't we friends?! How—!"

"Should I find you instigate one more of this... shenanigans with the kids, I won't hesitate to report you to Yaga and your wife," he interjected then with clear irritation, and right that second, Gojo shut himself up.

Yuji, Nobara and Megumi couldn't help drawing that one conclusion in wonder: So, that's what Gojo-sensei is afraid of.

Nanami swiftly ended the call with a flick of his finger, returning the phone to the still mystified Yuji. Turning back to the trio, Nanami's irritation simmered as he glanced at the mess of broken goods on the floor, as well as noticing the approaching clerks.

"You three..." Nanami started, his voice rising slightly, unfaltering even as the three of them flinched. "Do you realize what you've done? Are you so idle that you can ditch your assignments?"

"Kento, don't be too harsh," you rebuked, placing a hand on his arm with a frown on your face. Nanami sighed, looking over the situation once again. It was a whole rack of baby necessities destroyed; plates, glasses, and whatnot scattered across the floor.

Nobara bit her lip in anxiety. “Oh my god, who's going to pay for all this damage?” She could already imagine the staggering amount this mess would cost. This is worth millions, anyone can go bankrupt.

There was only one person who can and will. Immediately, both Nanami and Megumi turned to her with a shared resolve.

"Gojo," Megumi blurted.

"He will be charged for everything," Nanami added with spite.

Epilogue

"You just love those kids, don't you, Kento?"

That night, when both of you were ready for sleep, Nanami had one hand caressing your still growing belly, and you teased him with a chuckle.

"Huh?" your husband looked at you in mild confusion as he stopped stroking you. "What do you mean?"

You giggled again. "You said to put it on Gojo's name, but in the end, you were the one who covered the damages first."

Nanami huffed lightly. "That's because I can't get the kids in trouble. But mark my words, I'll make sure Gojo pays up later, by force if I need to." He made a face when he remembered just what a massive bill it was. "That's too much money to be spent carelessly. We have our child and our future to consider."

"You're always like that," you sighed fondly, taking his hand and placing it back to the swell of your belly. "Always on the first line of defense for the students." Your smile widened. "It makes me think... just how lucky our kid will be with you as their father."

"On the contrary, I'm counting my blessings that they'll have someone as soft as you for their mother," your husband retorted with a smile, kissing your temple. And your heart melted into a puddle by his affectionate gesture.

"That's too sweet... ah, yeah," suddenly, you were reminded of a critical thing. “Kento, have you ever considered telling everyone else that we're married? At least to people at school?”

Nanami always wanted privacy for safety reasons most of the time, and you understood that, but seeing that Gojo and the first years knew already, you thought it might be the best time to let everyone know.

"I honestly don’t see the need to, why?"

"People like Gojo are confused—"

Your husband rolled his eyes then. "Don’t worry, dear. People like Gojo exist to spread the word so we don't have to."

#nanami kento x reader #jjk fluff #nanami x reader #jjk x reader #kento nanami x reader #nanami kento #jjk x reader fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #nanami kento fluff #kento nanami #jujutsu kaisen #kento nanami x you #nanami fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff

[seal-berry]

do u rly think the writers assumed ppl didnt like simon petrikov tbh.... like they gave him flaws n stuff but it's clear that they liked him seeing as how they gave him a whole focus series?? a character having realistically written flaws does NOT equate to the writers assuming ppl dislike him. the showrunners were literally talking about how much they like simon as they were announcing episodes.

ok THAT i will say is a valid read lol i shot that one at the hip because it isnt exactly the same? but it has some visceral similarities to me

no i do not think the writers wanted people to hate simon, i think they wanted to make him 1) as wet and pathetic a cat as possible and 2) write a story that calls him out for not paying enough attention to betty. And i DO think this could have actually been an amazing setup, the indictment of the man who we see first introduced slowly chipping away at himself to save marcy. But, the narrative haranguing didnt feel like it was really deserved, it comes so fast and the way it is directed at simon felt unearned in the way that feels reminiscent of similar narrative situations. i feel they misunderstood where a lot of the audience would be with simon going into eps 9-10. The ending also isn't quite on the same page with the rest of adventure time, and even lot of f&c itself. I think the writers wanted us to feel bettys disappointment in simon was justified (and the setup for that disappointment didnt land for me) and wrote the narrative in a way similar to the way characters in the post were handled where someone who is sympathetic but with some flaws that definitely could be dug into is suddenly indicted a lot more by the narrative in ways that pacingwise start feeling abrupt and unearned because they fail to weave it in with simon as we see him in AT, earlier eps of f&c. im sad because i feel like they couldve tied episodes 9-10 much more deeply into simons character than they did i guess? but yeah no there was some complex mathematical conversions happening in my brain when i saw that post and said petrikov but. i will stand by my theory lol

#fionna and cake #so many people are also like what if simon hadnt crown? or betty portal? i mean. they wouldve died. they wouldve died guys #but simons 'i forgive you'??? betty didnt talk to him about THAT???? #wild #anyways thanks for the ask #simon at the beginning of f&c: i am kind of suicidal #The Narrative: you must learn that betty does not want to be with u and thought u didnt care for her well enough but thinks you were #a wonderful experience #ive had time im not acutely f&c bitter anymore but. consider that we couldve had cake meeting lady rainicorn. #they would have at least thought about making out i think. anyways food for thought #if they get a s2 they better have saved ooo for that because oof the missed opportunities

[badjokesbyjeff]

A young man comes to the confessional: "Forgive me father, I have sinned. I was with a woman of dubious morals." 

The pastor asks, "Is that you, Jimmy?" "Yes, it is I, father." "And who was this woman you talk about?" "I can't tell you that, father. I wouldn't want to sully her name." "I'll find out sooner or later, so it doesn't matter if you tell me now. Was it that girl Kathy Miller?" "I mustn't say." "It was Mary Smith, wasn't it?" "I am not telling." "Sally Rogers?" "I will be silent as a grave." "How about Betty Teller, then?" "Father, do not ask, I won't betray her." "Then it must have been Peggy Jones?" "Please, father, I vowed to remain silent." The priest sighs reluctantly. "You truly are determined, Jimmy. I almost have to admire you. But you have sinned and you have to do penance for it. You are not allowed to show your face in this church for three weeks! Now go in peace." Jimmy returns to his bench where his best friend greets him. "Well, how was it?" "Great!" "What did you get?" "Three weeks of vacation and five good tips."

[nanaslutt]

okey so brainrot: this is RLLY WEIRD IM SORRY but the reader is like innocent/shy and doesn't really have any experiences regarding sex so like one day she asks satoru to "show her" how to touch herself but he demonstrates it on a fruit (like on an orange? peach? or smth like that) then things get heated😉. I DONT KNOW IF I EXPLAINED THIS WELL

Gojo teaching you to touch yourself on an orange.. and things escalate..

contains: fem reader, teasing, sexual tension, fingering, guided masturbation, experienced gojo, readers first orgasm, he talks you through it, 99% of this is dirty talk and nasty dialogue

MDNI

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*Ding* the sound of a video recording starting chimed from Gojo’ phone, “Okay okay, say that again for me?~” The white haired man cooed cockily.

“Gojo you asshole! Ugh, forget it, I was stupid to ask you.” You threw your arms up in defeat, rolling your eyes as you turned to walk out of his room, embarrassed.

“Noooonono,” he cried, the chime sounded again, ending the video, “I’m sorry I shouldn’t tease you like that~” The man was suddenly behind you, wrapping his arms around your torso and rocking you side to side, “Forgive me, I was wrong okayy~” he tried to reason, he really didn’t want to blow this.

After all, his cute little friend had just burst into his room and confessed that she had never touched herself before and was wanting some guidance; knowing gojo had some experience with women under his belt, you came to him for help.

“To make it up to you, I won’t even make you pay for this session how bout that?” he grinned behind you annoyingly, poking his head out to the side of you so you could see his expression through your peripheral vision.

“What are you some sex therapist?” you laughed, making him sigh in relief. “I’ll be anything you need me to be~” he wiggled his eyebrows, making you shrug his heavy body off of you in faux disgust.

“So, you a visual learner? or more hands on?” He asked when you turned your body to face him once more, letting him drag you so you were sitting on the end of his bed.

“I’m not uh.. really sure when it comes to this.” you confessed. “You’re not sure of much huh?” he teased, making you punch his shoulder lightly, “haha, you’ll know soon if you’re a hands on learner or not.” he said ambiguously.

But you trusted gojo with this for some reason..

..which might’ve been a mistake.

You did not anticipate how riled up this situation would get you. You’ve always found gojo attractive; who didn’t; but you came to him because nothing had ever happened between the two of you before, you were friends, you were sure the atmosphere wouldn’t feel so embarrassing but—

“This is your clit, you wanna make little circles on it like this with one or two fingers,” The white haired man spoke, currently holding half an orange in one hand, and rubbing tight circles onto the suggestive looking slit of the fruit with the other.

Gojo was sat in front of you on his chair while you sat on the bed, his legs spread as he held the fruit out in front of him and instructed you on it.

“Don’t wanna go too fast either, wanna work yourself up a bit.” He spoke, looking up at you every so often to make sure you were paying attention; this was important after all.

“If you start getting too needy, rub your fingers down here-“ he dragged his long digits down to the middle of the fruit, presumably where the opening to your pussy would be.

He rubbed his fingers on the outside of the slit, in a ‘come hither’ motion; not inserting his fingers; just caressing them on the outside, occasionally rubbing them back and forth over the opening.

“You paying attention?” he checked, snapping you out of your stupor as your eyes flitted up to his, you were hoping the blush on your face wasn’t as evident as it felt. You just gave a curt nod at his question, not trusting your voice to sound steady right now.

The longer and longer this went on, the needier and needier you we’re feeling between your own legs, a heat was growing between them and you were praying gojo hadn’t noticed that your legs were crossed not in comfort but because you had been steadily squeezing them together and rubbing your pussy against the rough denim stitch your jeans made for awhile now.

“Good, it gets a little more interesting now so make sure you’re paying attention.” he says, waiting for you nod again before he continued.

“This is your vaginal opening, this is where you would put your little fingers inside yourself when you masturbate.” he said, “or get fucked heh,” he adds vulgarly, making himself smile.

“Start with one finger, especially since you’ve never done anything here before right?” He asks, still nonchalantly rubbing his fingers against the slit while he waits for you to once again acknowledge his words; his piercing blue eyes staring bullets through you as he does so.

“Y-yeah.” You verbally answered, silently begging for him to continue. If you tried hard enough, you could almost feel him touching you like that instead of the stupid fruit, who you were unnecessarily jealous of at the moment.

“It’s gonna be tight, and it might not feel like much at first-“ You held your breath as he spoke, waiting for his next moves. Gojo looked down at the fruit, teasing a circle around the slit one last time before he pressed the tip of his finger into the center deeper and deeper, making juices spill out around it. “But a couple inches inside, there’s gonna be a little rough patch.” he tells you.

“A rough patch?” you repeat, confused. “Your g-spot.” he answered, “It’s gonna make you feel soo good.” he smirks, looking up at you from his ministrations on the fruit. “All you gotta do is ruuub~ like this-“ he demonstrates, massaging upwards inside the slit of the fruit, making vulgar squelching noises emanate around the room.

“It’ll even sound similar if you’re doing it right,” he adds, giggling to himself. “Can you do both?” you ask, hoping the breathlessness of your words wasn’t able to be picked up by Gojo’s ears.

He tilts his head to the side for a second, questioning what you mean before his eyes light up when he fully registers what you were asking, “Ohhh~ You want me to show you how to touch your clit and finger yourself at the same time?” he asked, a slightly mocking lilt to his voice.

“Oh I just- I wanted to know if it was possible..” you shyly clarified, looking away for a second, suddenly way too aware of his eyes on you.

“Aww~ of course it’s possible!” he beamed. You watched his thumb come up and pet the top of the slit of the orange, where your clit would be, and rubbed back and forth when his fingers thrusted out of the slit. “You can use two hands if this is too uncomfortable,” He adds.

“Most women cant cum unless you give ur little clit some attention, even with how good touching yourself inside can feel.” Gojo spoke.

“Have you ever-“ you gulped, “made someone cum from just the inside?” you asked, taking the brief pause he took to answer to add, “I-I just wanna know if it’s p-possible is all!”

“Oh yeah~” he answers in a heartbeat after your last sentence, “Even made a couple squirt from just the inside too.” he brags.

“Shit,” you accidentally mumble, not meaning to actually say that our loud, “What was that?” he asks, playing dumb when he mentally recorded the word that fell from your lips, making his ego swell.

“Oh n-nothing.” you brushed it off, waving your hand in front of yourself, urging him to continue his teachings. “Make sure when your fingers are inside that pump them in-“ he slowly drags his fingers out of the fruit, juices coating them, making you squeeze your legs together at the lewd image, “and out, that you also curl them inside at the same time.” he instructs.

“That’s how you’re gonna make your g-spot happy and get the most of your pleasure.” Gojo finishes.

Your mouth was completely dry at this point, leg bouncing in impatience, still subtly squeezing your thighs together for even the smallest bit of relief while you watched the juices drip down his lengthy fingers.

“Well that’s about it for the basics, I think you can go pretty far with what i’ve taught you, if you can remember it all.” He giggles, raising from the chair and moving to set the fruit on the table.

“Wait!” you say a little too loudly, hopping he didn’t sense the need in your voice, “Um.. I think I might be a hands on learner..” You confess, “I’m still a little confused..”

Gojo stops in his tracks, retracting his hand that’s holding the fruit back towards his body as a sinister smirk grows on his face. “Yeah?” he asks, cheering internally when you not coyly.

“Alright then, class is back in session!!” he throws his hands up, walking over to you.

When you think he’s going to sit back down in the chair he actually walks past it, and past you. You turn your head to see where he was going but your muscles freeze and tense up when you feel the bed dip behind you, followed by his strong chest pressing snugly against your back.

“This okay?” he asks before he continues, to which you nod. “Need to hear you say it, sweets.” You blush at the nickname, glad he can’t see your face like this, “Yes, this is okay.” you confirm softly.

“Alright, here” he holds the fruit out to you, and you take it in both your smaller hands. “I’m gonna walk you through it, that sound okay?” he checks, smiling to himself when you let out a meek ‘mhm.’

He pulls the both of you further back on the bed, so he’s resting comfortably upright against the bed frame, and you following suit against his chest. “Comfortable?” the while haired man whispers far too close to your ear.

“Y-yes,” you confirm once more, the hitch of your breath made him smile to himself.

“Okayy~ Ideally you would want to work yourself up by playing with your chest first,, slowly drag your fingers down your body, touch yourself over your pants and all that— but we only have an orange so this will have to do!” he says, not realizing (?) how hot his words were making you.

“Start by slowly touching your clit.” He spoke, as if you were really touching yourself right now. Your shaky fingers came down to find the top of the slit, rubbing one finger against where you guessed your clit would be, as he watched intently over your shoulder.

“Yeah, right there good job.” he praised, making you wish you were back to sitting on the bed with your legs crossed so you could squeeze them together. It would be a little too risky to try anything when he was so close to you, you bet he could hear your heartbeat beating out of your chest from how the two of you were squished together right now.

“A little faster now.” he instructed, licking his lips behind you as he felt your breath pick up when you drew faster circles against the fruit, wet ‘schlick’ noises echoing in your ears.

“Like this?” you asked, switching up the direction of the circles every so often, “Oh yeah, you’re a pro,” he giggled into your ear, sending goosebumps down your spine, “You sure you’ve never touched yourself before?”

“Well I have but it.. it didn’t feel like much.” you confessed, blushing at your own revealing words. “I see..” he ponders, cerulean eyes focused on your smaller fingers playing with the fruit.

“I have an idea, something that might help you understand a little better, if your open to it,” he pauses you, his big hand coming to stop your movements against the orange.

“Um, what is it?” you ask hesitantly. The white haired man leaned a little too close for comfort, making you whine out loud when he whispered, “You trust me?” into the shell of your ear.

Truthfully, Gojo had been hard from the moment you asked him to teach you how to touch yourself. Stealing glances at your thighs pressing together not so subtly when he was talking you through step by step how to pleasure yourself, watching you suck your lip into your mouth when his words became a little too dirty, how your breath picked up when he inserted his fingers into the slit of the fruit.

He was losing his mind, his patience was wearing increasingly thinner and thinner at your reactions, he knew exactly what he was doing to you, and your obliviousness was making his cock drip pre steadily into his boxers.

Thank god for his baggy sweater or you might’ve (100% would’ve) noticed the huge hard on he was sporting in his sweats. He was surprised you didn’t say anything when he was pressed against your back, assuming you were too enthralled and overwhelmed with what was going on to notice.

“I trust you.” you responded honestly, making his cock twitch against the fabric that confined it.

“I’m gonna touch this fruit just how I just showed you, and you’re going to mimic me, on yourself.” He whispered, his hot breath against the shell of your ear making you shiver.

“R-right here? now?” you asked clarifying his words, slight panic and embarrassment seeping into your tone. “I saw you rubbing your thighs together, you’re aching for it, right? What better time to practice getting off when you’re actually all worked up?” He made a good point, you’ve been wanting to touch yourself for half an hour now, you were sure you had completely soaked through your panties by this point.

You made a sound of embarrassment, eyes darting around the room at him having exposed you, “Awww heh, don’t be embarrassed, I’m in the same boat.” he confessed, trying to comfort you, “Been so hard since you asked me for help.”

His words did little to comfort you, making you even more flustered as you covered your eyes with the hand you weren’t holding the orange in, “Okay- just.. just do something, please.” you begged, not being able to take the throbbing between your own legs anymore.

“Okay okay, all you gotta do is follow my lead, kay?” he clarifies, grabbing your wrist and pulling off of your face so he could see your expression from the side. When he heard you let out a meek ‘okay’ he reached for the orange and set it down on the bed for a moment.

“Go ahead and take off your pants for me,, leave your panties on.” Came Gojo’s first instructions. You followed, leaning forward and away from his chest, your fingers worked quickly at undoing your button and zipper, sliding your fingers underneath the waistband as you pulled the garment off your body, revealing your soft-looking skin to Gojos eyes.

When you leaned back against him he dragged the tips of his fingers along your thighs, his assumption of your soft skin becoming true as he dragged his digits all the way up to your hips, gripping your waist for a moment before he complimented, “So fucking soft.”

“Spread your legs pretty,” His soothing voice told you, staring intently between your legs, wishing he had a better view, but after this little scene he had high hopes he would have no problem getting a closer look at you.

You did as you were told, you parted your knees, feet propped up on the bed as you waited with bated breath for his next instruction, feeling yourself throb behind the drenched fabric.

He reached for the fruit again, holding it with both hands in front of you, as he started tapping with one long finger on the ‘clit’ of the orange. When you didn’t move your own finger to repeat him he pats your pelvis lightly with his hand, “I know i’m addicting to watch, but you gotta touch yourself too.” He laughs, making you snap out of your stupor as you forgot you were supposed to be mimicking him.

“S-sorry, do it again.” you request, really focusing on his fingers against the fruit this time while you started sliding your own fingers inside your panties.

“Uh-uh” he warned, his voice alone stopping your hand in its tracks, “Over your panties, I’ll tell you when to touch yourself directly, I’ll take care of everything.” He explains, leaving a small peck against the side of your head.

“Alright, just pay attention that’s all you gotta do.” Gojo starts up again, tapping his fingers on the fruit and this time you follow him, tapping your finger over your wet panties, right against your clit.

The little stimulation alone was so intense, after being worked up for so long this relief was much needed. “Feels good to touch yourself after being so horny huh?” He spoke, like he was reading your mind.

‘Mhm’ you respond, letting your body relax against him, your head coming back to lay against his chest as you let yourself feel what he was allowing you to.

“I bet it does..” Gojo smirks, looking at your lithe shaky fingers tapping softly against your clothed mound. After a couple of seconds he decided to press against the fruit, starting up the small circles, “lightly.” He reminded.

You followed suit, the circles felt worlds better than the tapping, the consistent pressure and pattern was making you dizzy. The first actual whimper of the night left your lips and it made Gojo’s cock twitch in his pants.

He cooed at you when you squeezed your eyes shut, mouth dropping open in a small o shape while you continued your ministrations, “Cant follow directions with your eyes shut can you? Or you got some kinda super power I’m unaware of~?” he joked, making you crack your eyes open and look at his fingers again.

You noticed he had picked up his pace, you were unsure of when he did but you were happy you noticed now. You were appreciative at getting to touch yourself but were growing needy with the slow pace of his fingers. “F-fuck.” You gasped out, your hips bucking into your finger as you quickened the movement.

“Talk to me, how’s it feel.” Gojo was growing impatient himself, he loved teasing you and he knew he should take this slow especially since it was your fist time touching yourself properly— but the thought of pressing your back down into a mean arch while he just pulled your panties aside and fucked his cock into you at the hilt was constantly in the back of his mind.

He loved teasing his sex partners, but he’s never done anything like this before. Taking it this slow and instructing someone like this was new to him. It was so intimate, and so soft, and his dick really fucking liked it.

“F-feels so good, I- I wanna take my panties off.” you confessed, your ass bumping against his hard on every time your hips humped against your finger. “Yeah? Wanna touch your wet pussy directly?” He spoke, biting his lip as he held back a groan.

“Yes-yes- please..” You begged, the way he was talking was making your need to have something inside you— to feel more—so much worse.

“Soon, I promise.” He said, rubbing his long fingers against the slid of the fruit, making quiet squelching noises as he ran his finger up and down the length of it. He smiled to himself when you listened quicker this time, you were catching on.

You rubbed two fingers over the length of your pussy, moaning when he stopped his movements and pressed on and off against the hole of the fruit, where the opening of your pussy would be.

You repeated the action, feeling the fabric of your wet panties get pushed against the entrance of your little hole, “I cant tell if those sounds are you, or the fruit.” Gojo laughed breathlessly, becoming dizzy at the squelching that became louder and louder in his ears.

“Gojo..” you wined needily into the air. “Okay, okay,” His resolve cracked much faster than it normally would’ve. He knew he was the one in control right now but it felt like you had him on a leash, controlling his every move. Just a couple of wines from you was enough to make him fold, giving in to what you wanted.

He grinned watching you hastily remove your panties and spreading your legs once more, being so obedient by not immediately touching yourself and instead digging your nails into your thighs and waiting for his fingers to move against the orange.

He wanted to see how long you could hold out, but his dick and head alike were yelling at him to move his own fingers so he could watch you touch yourself, so that’s exactly what he did. Using two long fingers he rubbed hard circles again the fruit, his giggles shaking your body when you jumped into action with no hesitation, rubbing and pinching your clit between your fingers as you slid them back and forth, spelling letters and drawing shapes on it— whatever gojo did, you did.

“Fuck Gojo, this feels so good-“ you moaned, fighting the urge to let your head fall back as you felt an unfamiliar coil tighten itself in your tummy.

“I know baby I know.” His voice spoke with need, taking all four of his fingers and smacking them against the entire fruit, just so you would repeat him so he could hear how wet you were. “Oh shiit, you’re fucking drenched.” He groaned, his eyes briefly rolling back into his head before he started rubbing little circles again.

“This turning you on? huh?” He spoke, “You like when I show you how to treat your little pussy?” His words made you moan, going off of his instruction and quickening the pace of your fingers against yourself, “I know you wanna cum but you gotta slow down, I didn’t speed up my fingers so you don’t get to either~” Gojo reminded.

Being the obedient girl you were, you slowed your fingers down, “Sorry, ‘m sorry,” you apologized profusely, “It’s alright,” He smiled, “It just feels so good huh?” Again, it was like he was reading your mind.

“So good, s-so so good.” you whine. “Let’s make you feel ever better, huh?” Gojo spoke against your ear, his breathy laugh tickling your skin. He dragged his fingers down to the slit of the fruit, just teasing the entrance, watching your fingers do the same.

“I cant go as deep on my model here, but when I put them inside, I want you to go deep okay?” He said. “Okay, okay.” You rush, anxious but excited to have something inside of you.

“Good girl, such a good listener.” He praised, making your cunt clench around nothing. “Okay, here we go~” Gojo slowly pushed a single finger into the fruit, his jaw dropping with a smile when he watched your smaller finger insert itself into your walls.

“Yeahhh, how does that feel?” He asks, his cock dripping out more pre into his boxers, throbbing and twitching against its confines. “Fuck.. ‘s tight.” you whine, making him groan into the air.

“Yeah? Can you feel yourself twitching?” Gojo is trying to pull as many details out of you as he can, his cock was aching for it. “Y-yes, so much- ngh-“ you choke on a moan when you start to slide your finger it in and out, following Gojo’s lead.

“Remember to curl your finger twords the top of your tummy when you put it inside,” He instructs, watching your body jolt when you follow his instruction. “Oh fu-“ you cut yourself off with a breathless moan when you feel it— your gspot.

You’ve never felt anything like this before, it almost felt more intense than touching your clit, but drastically different, you didn’t know what part was your favorite— you were becoming enthralled with your own body.

“Fuck it- it feels so good Gojo-“ you whine, turning your head against his chest so you’re making eye contact with him. “I know baby I knoww~” He cooes down at you, shaking his head.

“Put another finger when you can take it, it’ll feel so much better.” he reveals, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth while he waited with bated breath as you pulled out your finger, covered in your juices— which made him grown— before you reinserted it, this time with your ring finger joining in tandem.

“Ohmygod-“ you cry, “It’s s-so much tighter gojo-“ you looked back down at his fingers, mimicking his increasingly rough pace as he looses his mind a bit at your use of his last name.

“Satoru baby, call me satoru.” He desperately needed to hear you say his name properly, every cell in his body was aching for it. “Sa-toru! Toru fuck!” you whine. His eyes roll back, his head falling suit and bumping against the headboard at his name leaving your lips.

“Yeah, keep saying my name sweet thing,” he groaned, not able to stop himself from humping against your lower back any longer, the air around you becoming increasingly thicker at how aroused the two of you were becoming.

Suddenly something snapped inside Gojo and he discarded the orange on the floor, wrapping one strong arm around your torso while he brought his juice soaked fingers to your lips, tapping them for you to open up for him.

“Yesss, good fucking girl, don’t stop your fingers- fuckkk-“ The white haired man groaned when your tongue eagerly licked around his fingers, he groaned at the warmth of your mouth, pushing his fingers as far as you would let him into your mouth, coughing a bit around them when they tickled the back of your throat.

“Play with your clit too sweetie, wanna see you cum all over your fingers.” He directed, keeping his fingers snug in your mouth as you moaned and whined around them, his other hand gripping the side of your waist strong enough to leave bruises as your other hand joined the mix on your pussy, rubbing quick circles with perfect pressure right against your clit.

“Fuck, you feel it? You gonna cum?” He groaned when your body jerked more frequently, breath coming in shorter pants as well, a sign of your impending orgasm.

You nodded against him, moaning around his fingers as you quickened your thrusts, the squelching emanating louder in the room as your juices started pooling around your fingers.

“Yesyesyes, take it, keep rubbing your clit just like that, fuck-“ Gojo felt like he was about to cum himself, lightheaded and entranced at the scene in front of him— watching you please yourself so eagerly. He couldn’t believe he was about to witness your first ever orgasm, something he only ever dreamed about.

You tried to speak his name around his fingers, warning him you were about to cum but it came out muffled. He removed his fingers from your mouth, grabbing your jaw with the same hand, and smearing your spit messily against your skin— he directed your head to look between your legs.

“Watch yourself cum baby, want you to take it all in, remember how fucking good this feels.” He instructed, as you whined and moaned his name freely into the room.

“Toru- I- I think i’m cumming!! fuck-“ you cried, squeezing your eyes shut as the dam broke.

“Oh yesyesyes- there you fucking go~ good fucking girl~” He talked you through it as you came all over your fingers— cum gushing out around them as your cunt pulsed around your digits, body jerking in on itself after every wave of your high, your legs and hands shaking at the intensity.

You panted as you came down from your first ever orgasm, barely registering that Gojo was praising you as your mind felt fuzzy, you were feeling complete bliss, you couldn’t believe it took you so long to finally do this— you were addicted.

“Satoru- ngh-“ you whined in sensitivity as you slowly pulled out your fingers, holding your soaked digits up into the air and blushing at how they shined in the light with how wet they were.

Gojo reached for your wrist, shamelessly bringing your hand to his mouth as he sucked your fingers into his mouth, moaning and eyes rolling back at the taste. Your face blushed increasingly darker at his antics, clenching your thighs at how his soft tongue felt cleaning off your fingers.

After he popped them out of his mouth a dopey grin made itself home on his face, “So fucking sweet too.” he praised, licking his lips to clean up any drop of your juices he might’ve missed.

Gojo squeezed his arm around you tighter, gripping your face once more as he made you turn your head more directly towards him before he spoke again, “Wanna learn how to touch a dick next?”

pt. 2 here

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