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unlikelyjedi · 2 years

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Jujutsu Kaisen Pride Headcanons

LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOO!!!!

I have waited SO LONG to talk about my latest hyper-fixation, it's unreal!!!

You don't understand how badly I need to talk about how gay the whole cast of characters in in JJK. And for once on these lists I don't think I'm reading too much into it and in many ways, JJK has intended queer readings to its plot and characters. Akutami Gege bless.

I'll try to cover as many people as I can. I know I won't be able to get to everybody, but I'll try my damndest. If you want to hear about somebody I missed, my asks are always open!!

I don't even want to give a fucking disclaimer this time. This is my personal opinion. Art is Subjective. I'm reading it in a gay way. Honestly if you're mad about that, then maybe don't engage with a fucking pride post. I'M READY TO HAVE FUN!!!!!!

For the last day of Pride Month, LET'S GOOOOO!!!

Itadori Yuuji (he/him): Bisexual

I love he!!! But that's beside the point. His celebrity crush on Jennifer Lawrence always cracks me up. I love it! I also like hearing about his little middle school crush on Yuko!

I also tend to read into the relationship of Yuuji and Junpei as romantic, but that might just be wishful thinking on my part.

But let's not kid ourselves. If you know me, you know I ship Itafushi and man they got it down bad for each other!! Let's just hope that nothing bad happens to my sweet boy ever for all eternity.... haha....

Fushiguro Megumi (he/him): Pansexual

Basically Canon.

Although, tbh upon initial rewatches, I just assumed he was gay. It's only upon further rewatches and fandom stuff that I've come to see him as Pan. Of course, Megumi's quote about him liking a person as long as their compassionate doesn't necessarily read as Pan. It could also be read as Bi, or Demisexual, or Ace, etc. etc. It's okay for there to be multiple interpretations. I just like Pan the most!!

I also like the Trans headcanon for him! Like a lot!!! It just works.

Kugisaki Nobara (she/her): Bisexual

A lot of people see her as a Lesbian, which, yeah I can see why.

But I've always felt that she "swung both ways" if you will. Both in her sexuality, and with a hammer.

Mostly with a hammer, actually.

Zenin Maki (she/her): Bisexual

Originally, I thought of her as a lesbian. But then I was introduced to YuutaMaki and I realized "oh they're really adorable" and now I read her as bi.

I believe in Nobamaki supremacy, though! I love them together. They're probably my favorite non-canon wlw ship!!

Inumaki Toge (he/they): Gay

He's gay. Specifically gay for Yuuta. Babes has got it bad.

Panda (he/him): Ally

A bad one, at that. For not seeing that his best friend was clearly in love with Yuuta and trying to set up Yuuta and Maki instead. Honestly Panda, Toge was sitting there pining, and you just had to twist the knife.

Okkotsu Yuuta (he/him): Bisexual, Asexual

Baby boy. Baby. There are, like, a million people that want to hold this man gently, despite him definitely being able to hold his own in a fight. Definition of looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you.

Likes many genders, but only romantically.

Gojo Satoru (he/him): Gay

Another headcanon that I flipped on. I originally read him as bi, but upon further reading and watching, I think he's just gay. Likes men. Gets easily hurt by the men he likes. Rinse. Repeat.

Nobody can physically touch him, but his One and Only leaves him, and he's in shambles for the next ten years.

Don't even get me started on Nanago, because I won't stop-

Geto Suguru (he/him): Gay

I don't know what else to say about the guy who heard a eugenics theory and ran with it.

He's gay. He tops.

Mmmmm Monkey

(I know there's more to his character than that, but this is not the post to do an in-depth character study)

Nanami Kento (he/him): Bisexual

There's a universe where Nanami gets with that bread girl. I believe it.

I believe Haibara and he were a thing before Haibara... yeah.

I also think he'd find himself in an unlikely bond with Gojo. It's not something he saw coming nor particularly wanted, but love is fickle, isn't it.

Ieri Shoko (she/her): Lesbian

Mean Lesbian. Gay protector to her two idiot best friends. Would die for them, but would probably also throw them to the wolves. Likes Utahime, but doesn't go for it because she thinks Utahime doesn't like her back.

Iori Utahime (she/they): Lesbian, Demisexual

Stressed Lesbian. Very Panic. Also very angry. Has a very obvious crush on Shoko but thinks Shoko hates them (because Gojo told them Shoko hated them).

Also she's trans. I didn't put that in the big description, but she's trans.

Zenin Mai (she/her): Bisexual

She discovered she was bisexual once she got out of her oppressive family. We all agree Todo taking her to that idol was her bisexual awakening, yes?

Todo Aoi (he/him): Ally

The most homosexual heterosexual.

A surprisingly good Ally. Helped Mai discover she was bisexual. Looking out for Itadori and being a wingman (unless it's that boring Fushiguro guy). He attacked Megumi not because he likes guys, but because he was just insufferably boring.

He's great. And also annoying. Good character.

Miwa Kasumi (she/her): Sword Sapphic

Disaster. Absolute disaster. Definitely developed a crush on Maki. Falls for someone hard and fast.

Kamo Noritoshi (he/him): Asexual

I don't think Kamo likes anyone in a sexual way. Maybe in a romantic way, though. To be honest, he's kinda got a lot going on and I don't think he realizes he's any type of Queer.

Yoshino Junpei (he/him) Gay

Another reason to get picked on, I guess. Nobody in his close circle has a problem with it, especially not Junpei himself. It doesn't stop the bullying though. I believe Itadori and Junpei could've been a beautiful couple. Yuuji comes back from the dead with a new bf. Would've been great. heh

Sukuna (depends on the vessel): Queer, Genderqueer

I highly doubt Sukuna would care about gender. Despite being born a man, he's a curse. I don't think gender really matters for curses. And along with Sukuna wearing more feminine clothing, it's pretty canon. If Sukuna was inhabiting a girl, she'd use she/her pronouns. Same with a non-binary person, etc. I also highly doubt he's got a gender preference either. It wouldn't matter.

Mahito (any/all): Genderqueer

Same as above. He's a curse. Do you think they really care that much about gender?? She's supposed to represent human fears. Mahito also has a moment of gender non-conformity in the Juju-Stroll, so there's precedent.

Kenjaku (depends on the body): Genderqueer

Same as above. Again. Kenjaku is a curse and takes on the gender of the host he's possessing. This is not rocket science. It's built into the story! I love it!

Choso (he/him): Queer

Choso is GNC as many of the characters in this show are, but I do believe he, too is not straight. He's a curse. Sort of. And a good brother. And I think he'd know he's not straight. And would help out his brother with his love life. Whether Itadori wants it or not.

Really quick I wanted to Mention both Uraume and Hoshi Kirara who both have undefined pronouns and look more androgynous and feminine respectively. I can tepidly say they're both genderqueer, though there is debate on that. I'm hopeful that they both will be canonically queer though!!!

My God! I spent SO LONG on this!!! But I had fun!!! It wan good to do something myself for Pride Month when before I'd only been able to look on with longing as other people did fun stuff for pride! Now I get to put my silly little posts out into the world for a small handful of people to see and it's really fun!

I hope you've had a good month. Let's continue to be proud in the coming months. Especially when it's hard. Even if your version of pride is simply reblogging cute art and making headcanons for silly little characters!

I love you all!!!

#jujutsu kaisen #itadori yuuji #fushiguro megumi #kugisaki nobara #gojo satoru #geto suguru #zenin maki #zenin mai #okkotsu yuuta #inumaki toge #nanami kento #ieri shoko #iori utahime #lgbtq #pride month

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moonboohoo · 3 years

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—— wild rose (part one)

pairing: kugisaki nobara x zenin maki

summary: for once, she believed in herself. and then, she convinced herself that the best people all have some kind of scar, and perfection is ugly.

genre/tags: kugisaki nobara centric, contains spoilers, slight gore warning, insecurities, emotional hurt/comfort, self-esteem issues, suicidal thoughts, a pinch of fluff, philosophical themes, psychological trauma

word count: 3.5k+

Kugisaki steps backwards, her eyes staring straight at the white concrete walls. Playing mind games with the devil is certainly a bad idea. Kugisaki is not dumb, she is well aware that it’s impossible to leave the problem unsolved. Roll the dice, she thinks. It was not like she had never gambled in her life before, she just had to pick a number to win against the devil. Kugisaki slips her nails between her fingers and squeezes her eyes shut. After 3 seconds, she opens her eyes and murmurs to herself, give everything.

Adrenaline washes her over in waves, the left side of her face burns as though it’s on fire. Memories of her past events flood her mind like a running movie, she sees Fumi waving at her, she sees Saori making her favourite star-shaped cookies, she sees Itadori and Fushiguro bickering with each other, she sees Inumaki and Panda eating noodles together, and she sees Maki sitting beside her, tracing delicate patterns on her forehead lovingly.

Maki Senpai.

Kugisaki ignores the ache of her heart and forces herself to face the reality. It is by no means clear what jujutsu sorcerers gain after saving humanity - Kugisaki often asks herself, if preserving civilization and society resulting in catastrophic destruction in the jujutsu world (which means she will either die or lose all her friends), then it’s basically a hollow victory. She thinks —— they lived, they lost. they smiled, they cried. they were happy, they were empty. Kugisaki has strong beliefs, beliefs that send powerful messages to her brain that guides her throughout her life and - she realises that it’s too late to change her ideals, and it’s too late for her to let go of the rope.

Itadori calls her name - his voice pleading, almost anxious. Kugisaki bites her bottom lip as she raises her head high, preventing the secret tears from spilling out of her eyes. Kugisaki cursed herself, she has once again failed those who counted on her.

A promise is a promise, she had sworn to herself that she would pick up the puzzle and build the most perfect picture of her life. No one has ever challenged Kugisaki regarding her personal philosophies and central values because she only believes in herself. She creates her own bubble and expectations, she needs no approval from anyone else, she’s comfortable in her perfect imperfection —— and to Kugisaki, this is the true essence of beauty.

It is the courage to continue that counts. Kugisaki is trembling, she can feel the fear in her chest waiting to take over.

Kugisaki steadies her breathing before she turns to Itadori.

“Tell everyone...it wasn’t so bad!”

Itadori’s eyes widen, confusion vying with terror.

Straw Doll Cursed Technique: Hairpin.

Before she falls, she blinks.

IN A PARALLEL UNIVERSE —— a world without cursed spirits, Kugisaki thinks. Strings that wrap around her fingers so tightly that it bleeds, releasing the first blood that makes her heart sing. There are many other beautiful things that she has yet to discover, and she has been given an opportunity to explore other things with her heart still whole. In another life, in another world, when the flower blooms, she will fulfil her promises.

And then, she’s falling.

There is no beautiful corpse. Death is death. If she were to die in the most beautiful way, her remains would still be transformed into shreds of decomposing flesh, and her bones soon crumbling to dust. Kugisaki convinces herself that her values are more important than her self-image. She has sacrificed her beauty to save herself, but the shattering agony of her body makes her almost rethink her decision. When her nails finally hit on the left side of her face, excruciating pain sheared through every nerve of her left cheek as it tears the tissues of her skin. Kugisaki had never felt such pain before, it feels like someone is pouring melted wax on her face over and over again until it becomes so raw that she can literally feel her face muscles twitching involuntarily.

She has no time to scream.

Her left eyeball gushes out before she can react. Her blood spurts on Itadori’s cheek, splashing on his shirt and hair. Kugisaki can’t help but feel terrified about her current state, she must have looked awful - the ruined geometry of her face and the empty socket that had once held her left eye, gone. She has no choice but to suffer such a miserable fate, but everything that she did - is staying true to herself.

She can hear Itadori yells her name before her body hits the ground.

Kugisaki thinks that she’s dead.

She opens her eyes and blinks from the brightness. Once they adjust, she finds herself standing in the cavernous space. Kugisaki scrunches up her face when she sees everything - the walls, the ceiling and the floor tiles are painted a crimson red. She feels different. This is no ordinary space, looking at the structure and its intersection, Kugisaki concludes that she is trapped.

She let out a small disgusted groan and proceeded to explore the entire place. There are no windows, no doors, in a silence so profound that she can almost hear the echo of her breathing. Kugisaki rubs her shoulders with her hands to make herself feel comfortable as she desperately tries to shake the creepy feeling moving up her spine. The atmosphere is filled with an eerie, ominous sensation - Kugisaki suddenly remembered all those nights that she had watched horror movies with Itadori and Fushiguro, clinging with both hands to their arms when she had a feeling that jump scares were coming out in this scene.

“Never knew that you’re scared of ghosts.”

“Shut up, Fushiguro!”

“But Kugisaki, cursed spirits are more terrifying than ghosts anyways?”

“Shut your trap, Itadori!”

And Kugisaki also remembered that one summer night in Fushiguro’s room. It was nothing special, really. They had classes, they had sparring sessions with their seniors, and they ate their meals together. Even though the stars seemed smaller and farther off than usual, and Maki senpai was still oblivious - (the flirting, though subtle, was unreturned). Kugisaki wiped down his face and pushed his hair back with a headband. Fushiguro raised his eyebrows, unamused.

“Not again, Kugisaki…”

“It looks cute on you!” Kugisaki twisted the bunny ears before she poured some toner into her palm. The green curtains were flapping from the night breeze outside and the two of them were sitting on the bed. They enjoyed the silence for a few minutes as they basked in each other’s presence. Those times were rare, their time was rare - in which their hands were clean and not stained with blood. Kugisaki let out a satisfied hum as she applied toner on his face and waved it dry with both hands.

“Kugisaki, I just realised something,”

“What? You’re in love with Itadori?” She put a dab of moisturizer on his face and rubbed it in, ignoring Fushiguro’s heavy glare.

“Stay still, don’t move. Or else your arms are going to hurt again.” She snorted, massaging his face gently.

“I just realised that life has no formula,” he mumbled. “Everything happens for no reason, and sometimes it happens because it’s bound to happen. I can’t rest, I can’t be happy, because I’m too cautious about everything. I’ve always wanted to walk on a safer route, but there is no guarantee that my surroundings are safe. Rather than putting up my own barriers, why can’t I just...live my life to the fullest?”

“Because when we die, we die alone. We have nothing. Only if we create illusions through love and friendships, then - it may or may not make our lives a tad better.”

Kugisaki whipped her head around and kept her eyes firmly on the walls. It’s not changing. Everything is not changing. She blinks her eyes once, and then twice, thrice - she clenches her fist and forces herself to think of a solution. Kugisaki reassures herself, there’s absolutely no reason why she can’t do this. Every problem has a history. She takes a deep breath and reorganizes her thoughts, bringing back memories of past situations of similar problems.

Kugisaki runs through her hair in frustration, because the real Kugisaki, in this particular situation, doesn't have the ability to think.

The strings on her fingers have disappeared without a trace. There is no attachment, no marks, nothing. Kugisaki loathes the fact that she’s free from responsibilities, everything just slips through her fingers like ropes of sand, and the aching emptiness starts to bubble up to the surface. She is lost, and completely clueless. If possible, Kugisaki just wants to be bound with something - something that motivates her to rack her brain when it comes to life situations.

Because with responsibilities, Kugisaki puts in the extra effort to survive. If she managed to exorcise the curse without any trouble, she would bring something back to her college and distribute the gifts to her friends (she buys expensive stuff for Maki, though). Her responsibilities and promises are intertwined, woven together. Because as long as she was alive, she still had the power to protect the others.

“If I don’t wield my hammer, I can’t protect them.”

“But if I keep wielding my hammer, I can’t embrace them.”

And without responsibilities, Kugisaki is just an empty shell. She thinks and walks like a living corpse —— (she has done herself so perfectly, instead of wearing skeleton, she masks her imperfections by stitching the rotten parts of her body with strings, and convinces herself that she is still perfectly fine, perfectly functionable). Kugisaki is neither real nor fake, neither illusory nor real, if the habit of acting becomes the habit of action, it becomes her true self. But if she wears the mask for too long, she forgets who she is beneath it.

“Because when we die, we die alone. We have nothing. Only if we create illusions through love and friendships, then - it may or may not make our lives a tad better.”

Kugisaki just stands there, biting her lip until she can taste the metal sting of blood.

And she thinks: She’s all alone now.

This is a perfect chance for her to sink into the floor and die. Kugisaki sees the entire universe collapse in the blink of an eye, everything seems no longer necessary to defend, to protect - and then, a mixture of emotions toppling over one another like the spin cycle of a dryer. Her entire body weighs like a feather, and she can feel her dreams slowly seeping their way out of her body and disappearing into thin air.

Kugisaki wants to die again, not just for her friends, but for herself.

Her thoughts are interrupted when she sees something large emerging from the floor.

Kugisaki has her mouth agape and her eyes wide in disbelief. There is a bright portal standing high in front of her, and a strange message board floating beside it.

She reads the message carefully.

They are everywhere, lurking around the shadows, and they said - it’s a great way to blend in the unfruitful works of darkness. Anyday, anywhere, anytime, they follow your steps gingerly, but you cheated on them again, again and again. They have no choice but to disguise themselves as an angel of light, feeding your little soul with venom, until you can feel your bones ache, like fire.

Just embrace it, it’s a cycle after all.

Alas! What a sombre world you lived in!

GODDESS OF HOLLOW —— griaper rem

Kugisaki’s lips twitch in annoyance.

“What the fuck did I just read? Some Shakespeare poem? I can’t understand a single thing! And who is griaper?!”

The whole space begins to shake as she can feel the gravity turn on high, drawing the portal to her. She has nowhere to run and there is nothing for her to grab hold of. Kugisaki shouts profanities and blasphemies when something wraps around her body, her facial expression twists in pain and her stomach churning in disgust. She groans in frustration as she struggles to break free, trying to find a way to take out her hammer to smash the living shit out of this creature.

“Oh great! This is the best day of my life!” She spits sarcastically.

After passing through the portal, she expects the worst. Maybe there will be snakes all over the ground, banshees swooping through the sky, wailing, crying and screaming until her eardrums burst, and then, maybe, there is a demonic nun with gouge out eyes waiting for her arrival...and -

She is glad that her assumptions are wrong.

Because Kugisaki had never seen such a beautiful place in her entire life. Compared to Tokyo, she only loved the carnivalesque atmosphere every time she marched down the blazing streets. It was true that Tokyo was filled with splendid places, but Kugisaki got bored easily. The brilliant artificial lights that glow in the city were nonsensical, only relishing her new life as a traveller. Sometimes, she felt as if she didn’t belong here.

But this place, Kugisaki thinks it’s heavenly.

There are no landscaped vistas and pedestrian walkways, only a (magical) place which is surprisingly, equal to the size of a pacific ocean.

She sees wads of fleecy clouds streak the evening sky, with a pastel wash of pink, orange, red and purple that creates an almost canvas-like view that reminds her of an oil paint animated film. And Kugisaki tries to reach out - unknowingly and innocently, unable to stifle her desire to touch the clouds. But she soon realises that it’s out of her reach.

She sighs softly, Kugisaki is oddly disappointed that there are no stars dotting the beautiful sky, but only a yellow crescent moon hanging in the middle.

When Kugisaki takes a step forward, she hears a wet squelching sound beneath her feet.

Kugisaki goes into a fighting stance, preparing for an attack, she curls her thumb around the hammer as she quickly whips her head down, only to see her own reflection on the water.

She blinks her eyes in bewilderment, not because she has the ability to stand on the surface of the water, but the fact that her face is perfectly fine. Such a nostalgic feeling, she thinks. Kugisaki feels bits and pieces of memories filling in the beautiful line of her face. She pinches her cheeks and takes big gulping breaths. Is this for real?

“Oi, Kugisaki.”

The familiarity of this particular voice has to be her imagination, there’s no way she could be here.

“Kugisaki?”

Kugisaki tries to calm her nerves, and then, very slowly, a pair of profoundly orange eyes rise to meet her golden ones (and Kugisaki declares she has discovered her world in the universe). Everything feels like a vivid dream. Maki tilts her head to the side and looks at Kugisaki with a blank expression.

“Are you okay?” Maki pulls her up, tucking her arms around her waist. Kugisaki doesn’t shy away from her touch, instead, she feels an uncanny sensation bubbling inside her. Maki’s fingers are so cold, the kind of cold that reaches deep into her bones that makes her skin crawl. She smells like cheap perfume too, probably mixed in with a little bit of earth - and that’s strange, because Kugisaki knows damn well that Maki has never worn perfume.

Kugisaki feels something around her hand, when she looks down, she sees a silver bracelet set with four tiny (dark greyish blue) diamonds that secure her right wrist.

This doesn’t seem right.

“Maki san, I-”

Maki wastes no time and grabs her hand, “C’mon, follow me.”

Kugisaki stays silent for a few minutes. She wants to bombard her with questions, but there is something holding her back. If the person beside her is a curse, she will certainly sense it and perform an exorcism immediately. But the feeling is different, it’s so much more, much more sinister than that. She grits her teeth and tries to keep her cool. Her hands have started to get clammy, her heart is pounding so hard that she can see her own palpitations through her uniform.

Think, Kugisaki, think. Search for clues.

“Uhm, Maki san?”

“Yeah?”

“Are...we dead? Or, perhaps, are you dead?”

The person chuckles and looks at Kugisaki attentively, “Well, I am. But I’m always here, you know?”

Oh.

Kugisaki smiles and nods her head, “Then, where are we going?”

They ignore her question and make their own inquiry, “Kugisaki, can you see the crescent moon in the sky? Do you know it actually symbolizes a bow hanging in the heavens?”

Kugisaki hums, “Well, what about it?”

Think, Kugisaki, think.

A sudden memory pops into her head. The message board. She doesn’t understand what the message is trying to tell her, and she tries hard to understand the meaning of them. Kugisaki finds this insufferable; she hates to dissect those metaphors. The message has mentioned “cycle” in the second paragraph, which indicates a regularly repeated sequence of events. And then the messenger, goddess of hollow —— griaper rem. The name itself sounds ugly, who the hell will name themselves griaper?

A light bulb pops up above her head, maybe she can rearrange the alphabet!

GRIAPER REM. What an ugly name... calm down, Kugisaki, you got this. Like a puzzle, she carefully rearranges the torn pieces. She studies the letter inside her mind, trying to make them spell something recognizable.

Kugisaki glances over her shoulder. The person is still thinking, not looking her way.

Then, suddenly, it comes to her like a bolt from the blue. Something has clicked into her mind like the pieces of jigsaw. Her heart is ticking like a clock gone haywire.

If I’m not mistaken, this is probably the correct...term.

GRIAPER REM

GRIM REAPER

Cycle. Embrace the cycle. The cycle of life and death, this makes sense now.

“You know, there is another way to explain it.” They say, a cruel smirk on their lips.

Kugisaki feels a shiver pass through her when they turn their head around, looking at her.

The person seems amused when Kugisaki gives them a perplexed look. They pause for a moment, placing one finger on their chin in exaggerated contemplation. Kugisaki feels the bracelet tighten around her wrist, the sudden pain sucker-punching her. She scans her surroundings and calculates the success rate of her escape. She has to get out of this place. Kugisaki estimates that she only needs to run for 2 minutes to reach the portal (hopefully it’s still there when she arrives).

The grim reaper is a spectral entity, she probably can’t destroy them.

“Watch closely.” The sky turns blood red and blood red clouds appear after they snap their fingers.

“A scythe also represents the crescent moon, Kugisaki-”

“Cut your bullshit, you fucking grim reaper.” She snarls, removing the cursed bracelet and tossing it on the ground. In one swift motion, Kugisaki takes out her hammer and smashes the diamonds into pieces.

“Four diamonds, four means shi, right?” Kugisaki asks coldly.

“Aw man, I actually thought you would take the bait...”

They let out a low laugh as their voice suddenly changed into a deeply masculine tone that reminded Kugisaki of a demon-possessed doll in a horror movie. She almost screeches when their body splits open and reveals dusty naked bones, and ribbons of yellow slime gushed over her hands and wrist like blistering flames.

Kugisaki runs until her sweats pour down the back of her neck. The flames are chasing after her, she must run faster and faster, she can’t give up yet, not yet - she still has the energy to keep going, she just needs to reach the portal, and then -

“I thought you wanted to die again, Kugisaki?” The grim reaper asks in a sardonic tone, “Are you sure you want to go back?”

The strings are attached to her fingers, again. Kugisaki sees it with her own eyes. Suddenly, a wave of memories flooded through her veins like an electric river. The intensity of her feelings causes the strings to tighten around her fingers, till it bleeds. And then, the tears roll one after another down her cheeks and her heart hurts like hell.

Kugisaki will try her best to live, she wants to live, she wants to see the world again, she wants to see them again.

“Fuck off! I don’t care anymore! I want to live!”

When she finally reaches the portal, the grim reaper says their last words.

“How are you going to survive when your face is ruined like that?”

Kugisaki doesn’t hear them, so she doesn’t answer.

The portal sucks her in like a tornado. Her mind is spinning as she’s being tossed around like a paper bag, twisting and turning, and Kugisaki feels like her guts might fall out when it suddenly spins faster and faster - then suddenly, a light covers her entire face, and her eyes go blank -

…

Kugisaki can only hear the subdued murmur of voices. When she finally opens her eye, she sees Itadori sitting beside her.

“Fushiguro, f-fast, please ask Shoko sensei to come over,”

“Huh?”

“She - she’s awake...Kugisaki is awake!”

#shi means japanese btw!#this is such a long ride #i have fun writing this #nobara kugisaki #zenin maki #nobamaki #nobara supremacy #nobara x maki #maki x nobara #nobamaki angst #nobara angst #kugisaki angst #jujutsu kaisen fic #stan two lesbian queens #i ship them so hard #this story only has two chapters

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