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[torisprlng]

THE ACOLYTE | 1.08: EPISODE 8

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[dustbunnylair]

Uraume Confirmed Gender, Originally a Male and Reincarnated Into a Woman's Body | Jujutsu Kaisen Volume 28

[Source: SportsSkeeda Article]

Okay first off, let me just say that I fucking knew it. Usually, I try not to make jokes while writing these silly, for lack of a better word; essays. However, I did in fact call it. I theorized this is exactly how Uraume's gender works, the binding on their chest never being for battle, but instead just to bind their chest. Here's a screenshot dating back to September 10th [last month]

Now excuse me but to all the Jujutsu Kaisen "fans" that said Uraume is in fact a girl and nothing else; FUCK YOU.

I'm sorry but the jjk fandom is by far one of the worst fandoms I've been in. and I've been in the My Hero Academia fandom so that says A LOT.

it's extremely ironic too because as soon as this came out, the "transphobic" Uraume "fans" stopped shipping them with Sukuna, like immediately. If that doesn't scream red flags about the fandom then I don't know what does.

I've talked about it before and I will talk about it again, [legal + nontoxic] queer ships and queer headcanons within the jjk fandom is NOT the problem. The people constantly shoving "why can't two men be best friends" down your throat are THE problem. These headcanons and ships are not new within any anime fandom, there will always be a queer ship no matter what.

"Why can't two men be best friends" Why can't a woman and a man be best friends? Why do you ship every woman + man friendship?

Honestly the first time I've ever been so goddamn happy for Gege Akutami to confirm something about his character, especially knowing who it's going to upset. It honestly does suck how many bigots are in the jjk fandom because Gege isn't against lgbtqia+, he's literally a fan of BLs..

The only excuses people had for Uraume being a woman is;

Hakari calling them a 'her' [he was assuming]

Uraume has bandages around their chest during Hakari vs Uraume because they're a woman and that's what women do during battles

They were reincarnated into a woman's body therefore they're a woman.

I'm skipping over the Hakari part because that is such an obvious answer. Uraume having a chest binding around their chest during a fight isn't because they're a woman, not to mention no other woman character has ever had chest bindings, there's literally nothing to back that up. And if you *actually* paid attention in Jujutsu Kaisen, you'd know that reincarnation has NEVER specified that the vessel NEEDED to be of the SAME GENDER.

I'm not 'caring too much' about a fictional situation. I care about the fact that homo/transphobes are so fucking annoying in fandoms to the point that no one can even enjoy Jujutsu Kaisen anymore without some rat in your ear saying it's not canon.

Just like the heavy homophobia towards SatoSugu or ItaFushi, the only excuse both have is 'two men can be best friends' as if SatoSugu or ItaFushi shippers have ever said they couldn't be. The more valid reason is that ItaFushi is a risky ship due to both of them being minors and not wanting two minor characters to be sexualized, but shipping characters doesn't automatically mean you want them to have intercourse or debate on who's top/bottom.

Most shippers [including myself] ship characters that would most likely be wholesome together due to how much they care about each other.

Anyway, I thank Gege Akutami for this confirmation so the useless debate can stop. I will still be referring to Uraume as 'they/them' due to them being technically both genders. I'm praying that the Jujutsu Kaisen fandom and future fandoms are able to heal and not have constant debates like this because people want to have unproblematic headcanons.

[rubybbrown]

The lady next to your door 🤣🤣🤣🤣😘

[raveninth]

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[duckdodger]

hrmm .. mm leo

[philly-interlude]

[11:51 AM]

"have you ever thought of leaving her?"

"...why do you ask?"

"i'm asking you a question"

"...sometimes-"

you heard two men chatting behind the slightly opened door of the rooftop, surely it was your boyfriend jisung and his bestfriend.

your hands grip the handles, hesitating whether you'll go there or nah, well you don't wanna interrupt their chattering.

you didn't hear the next words coming from his mouth as you left downstairs with the lunch tight on your arms, you didn't know why you left though your mind tells you to listen more of it.

he thought of leaving me sometimes? am i too much for him...or am i not enough...?

you have now overthink

on your way down, you bumped with ara—jisung's ex-crush which is also your... bestfriend? maybe.

"oh? y/n, be careful you have lunch with you, is that for jisung?" she smirked teasingly as she lifted her brow teasing you more, but honestly, it doesn't give you butterflies on your stomach.

without a word, you smiled and just nodded respectfully knowing she's the president of your class lol, "well i have to go somewhere sorry" she was about to say something but you ran from her not wanting to speak more.

oh god how you despised listening to her speaking his name in front of you, you despised how she acts in front of your boyfriend when she borrows his bike, how you despise her in every way whenever she interacts with jisung.

you were never jealous, but when it comes to both of them, jealousy flares anywhere. you just wanna cry and curl up like a baby thinking that they both have feelings for each other but you trust jisung, you love him.

unknown to you, you were crying already from the thought of them having conversations behind your back, but you know she won't betray you because she already has her man, so why cry over jisung cheating with ara? that's just stupid.

or maybe it was just the stereotype that jisung would cheat with her since he liked her before and that he also has a photo with her that we willingly took and posted it on social media with 70 reactions with the caption "true love is with the president" and just- but he hasn't done that with you.

in addition to that, his mother has seen it and more people did, too, especially his and her relatives and close friends and that hurt you more now.

you don't like overreacting when it comes to this but you fished your phone from your skirt pocket and went to your social deleting the highlight you had with both of you and jisung.

"that's radioactive jealousy you have there my friend" a familiar voice interrupted your thoughts and hid the screen of your phone hastily, it was too late as you looked up and saw jisung's bestfriend raising his eyebrows with a small smile towards you.

you stood up and rolled your eyes on him, "shut up, where's jisung?" you plainly asked. he crossed his arms in front of you with a stoic gaze, "you were just sobbing about him and then you're finding him now? the fuck is that mood"

"just answer me"

"nuh-uh let's go somewhere else for you to clear your mind, crying about him and finding him after your rage won't help for the sake of your peace-"

you interrupted him with your index finger touching his lips shutting him up as you inhaled gritting your teeth, "fine let's go" you went past through him and he followed like a dog behind you.

a voice oh-so-familiar caught your ears and halted both you and jisung's friend's steps, him almost bumping into you letting out a small 'ow'

"y/n!" it's jisung, obviously, but he isn't the one that caught your attention- "see i told you we shouldn't walk this path y/n you're so hard-headed-" jisung's bestfriend whispered annoyingly beside you.

you wanna furrow your eyebrows but you don't want to give a negative impression towards your boyfriend especially since it's the only free time you can be with him.

"hi sungie" you hugged each other as you trained your eyes to ara, of course she went with her 'cutie patootie' persuasion just to borrow your boyfriend's bike again.

might as well smell the seat of your bike after she sits on it. your evil side spoke but you shook your head not wanting to be mad and jealous again, you have the worst personality when you get jealous, you know that so you limit your craziness to prevent...homicide.

"have you eaten yet?" jisung asked, "no" you briefly but straightforwardly answered. "attitude, miss" he deadpanned, "what's with you again?" questioned him.

"nothing lol" you giggled and pinched his cheeks and was about to go away from his arms and tell some invalid reasons yet he gripped your arms tightly but softly forcing you to stay with him, that man's dead serious and he ain't ballin'.

jisung pulled you somewhere hidden (a/n: it's not what you think it is-) and cornered you on the wall, he looked at you dead in the eye, "go on what's with the attitude? i know you y/n don't trip me" he lowly said.

but you're a bit prideful, "you know me? then you gotta know when to avoid people i despise too, i'm not being possessive, i honestly don't care sung but when it comes to her it's a different story.

it's a fucking different feeling because i feel like you still have those sparks on your eyes whenever you look at her whenever she speaks to you like- whenever...i don't know i can't trust you with her, i am jealous, of course i admit that i hate everything you did to her that you didn't do to me...i-

i hate to think that you liked her more before than you do to me as your...girlfriend", your knees went weak and eventually gave up from being overwhelmed, you hate crying in front of him over a small thing.

he went down you slowly, his glittery eyes looking at you sadly, but the words that came out from his mouth surprised you.

"you're overreacting again" he pulled you close to him and brought you back to the classroom.

[moonbean117]

[rexonalapis]

idk man, who are you to dictate what people can write or not 🙃 if you have a problem with fluff stories and want to write some absolutely deranged story that fulfill your own personal fantasy, just fucking do it. these people write stories for free and they are passionate about it. clone of each other? isn't arts fundamentally about getting inspired by something that speaks to you and making your own iteration?

your desire for more edgy dead dove stories does not make you special to the fandom, btw. someone who belittles other people's attempts in creative writing does not deserve to do it themselves so idk i hope your ao3 account got hacked and your invitation queue would not get through until 2025 ❤

[okkalo]

you don’t even know how you got here. both you and tabito had been lying in bed, ready to fall asleep for the night, however, your mind stood awake. the lack of sound and sight let your mind take over, your insecurities invading your safe space in tabito’s arms. before you knew it, tears started streaming down your face, breathing speeding up as you tried to hold your sniffles and sobs in, not wanting to wake up the male in front of you.

“hey, hey, what’s wrong?” your attempts proved fruitless, his soft whisper breaking the silence as his hand started to rub your back. you could only squint your eyes at the abundance of uneasiness you felt, your heart aching as your mind continued to race. tabito was quick to sit up, hand reaching to turn on the lamp as he pulled you to sit up with him, only to collapse on his chest in attempt to find more comfort.

“i…i feel like shit.” you started, sobs now breaking through and interrupting your sentence. “i feel so stupid and so imperfect and—.”

“hey, calm down,” he cut you off with a strict yet still gentle voice. “yer none of those, ya know that. it’s just been hard lately, that don’t mean yer dumb.” he reasoned, enveloping you in his arms as his hand continued to rub at your back, keeping your teary face in the comfort of his chest.

“e-everything i do just feels like the wrong move—.” you continued to hiccup, lost in the stream of your own thoughts.

“baby, look at me.” he spoke in a sweet voice that was hard to resist but still took a light push from his hands as he also redirected your chin so that he was in view. “y’know the universe is just makin’ it hard on ya right now, it’s not yer fault.” he caressed your cheek to calm you down some more, making sure to keep eye contact throughout. “even if ya do make the wrong move i’m with you through the whole thing.”

his meaningful words eased your thoughts, though aided with your tears, your cheeks now continuing to soak through the released damn. “ya got that?” he questioned, his eyes softening as both of his hands went to wipe your flowing tears. you gave a weak nod before eagerly capturing him in another embrace, your arms throwing themselves around his neck as your head took place on the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent while you continued to cry. “i love ya so much.” he stated as he dipped his head to go to your shoulder as well, placing a soft and delicate kiss as his arms tightened around your middle, hands still working on rubbing your back.

unedited thanks for reading!

[corpsephrog]

i know that a lot of people hc regulus to be a classical music snob (and they're right), but you know what? regulus is also a folk bitch. there. i said it. he likes simon & garfunkel. he likes bon iver. he likes sufjan stevens. he cried watching joni mitchell perform both sides now at the grammy's 2024.

[thesepigsareafterme]

Headcanon that Fun Ghoul has EDS. Not for any particular reason, other than I think it suits him to be hypermobile and super injury prone

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Hihi! Would love a ficlet from #3. (name/pronoun) is quite frankly, fucked.

💚💚

oh jamie this one was so fun as i was able to do the henry pov of the alex one i already had started when i got ur request 💚💚

hope ya like it luv!

Henry is, quite frankly, fucked. He has no clue how he let this get to this point, but here he is, sitting in the middle of the floor of their living room, in the apartment they’ve shared for almost three years now. As per usual, on Sunday mornings, Alex sits across from him in nothing but a pair of shorts that do very little to hide the fact that he has nothing beneath them. They start this tradition of late Sunday indoor picnic breakfasts shortly after moving in. The first one begins entirely by happenstance, a result of the hangovers they’re both suffering after a sort of apartment-warming thing Pez insisted they needed to have. Henry loves living with Alex. Even this year, when he’s busy writing and working his just-more-than-part-time job in an editor’s office, while Alex is crazy with his last year of his bachelor's program and deciding if law school is his next step or something else. They both have their moments of ‘why are you the way you are?’ but he wouldn’t want to live with anyone else. Of course, that has nothing to do with the fact that he’s been in love with Alex since before they even moved in together. No matter how much Pez and Bea would tell him, it does. But none of that matters at the moment when he can feel himself salivating at the glimpses of the outline of Alex’s cock in those thin worn-out shorts he wears when home. He’s put up with these shorts for almost three years, and they’ve gotten more worn over time. Today, paired with the lack of anything beneath them and the series of shitty dates he’s been on in an attempt to break the hold that Alex has on him, they finally break him. Alex is in the middle of telling him something he’s not able to pay attention to, and he stretches mid-sentence, and those shorts shift, and Henry swears he can practically see the veins of Alex’s cock. It’s too much, but not nearly enough if he’s being honest. He scoots closer to Alex, somehow without him even noticing, and Henry takes his chance as Alex takes a breath between sentences. He kisses Alex, his best friend and roommate, and at first, Alex just lets him kiss him, sitting there practically frozen, and Henry is certain he has ruined everything. He goes to pull away, apology ready, when Alex grabs his shoulder and pulls him back. Alex kisses him back, and it is everything he’s ever wanted. Alex deepens the kiss, and his tongue finds its way into Henry’s mouth. It is at that moment that Henry realizes that Alex is actually kissing him back. And he has never been so scared in his life. This can’t be happening, can it? He pulls back and sees the dazed, maybe confused look in Alex’s eyes, and he is certain he has messed everything up. He stands up, mutters, “I’m so sorry, Alex,” and runs. He runs to the door, grabbing his keys and sliding his shoes faster than he ever has, and he’s out and gone, leaving behind what he’s certain is the shattered remnants of the best thing that ever happened to him.

this can also be found on ao3 if you'd rather, they'll all be there as they get written

this is part of a pair and goes with it's alex complement

[allyougottado]

they are the reason my blog is yellow and purple 😝

[basu-shokikita]

call me insane but skwistok's endgame to me. that bridal carry was like. it made it official to me. it was like canon said 'these bitches are gay' and maybe it won't they won't get together immediately but eventually....i'm convinced...

[usertoxicyaoi]

kiekoi is getting a thai remake so naturally it'd be the perfect time for those who havent watched the original japanese live action of it to witness and watch the biggest bisexual disaster in bl history aoki, his gay autistic boyfriend ida, and their bestest friends and cutest couple hashimoto and aida and kieta hatsukoi and the perfection that it is!!!!

[thatcreepofyourclass]

Sleeping is not enough I need to hibernate