#...was the nanago obvious?

[the-2nd-random-kid]

i lost focus, like i ever had any in the first place, and made a jjk socmed au.

it is 3 am in the fucking morning. my sleep schedule is so fucked.

deets and stuff abt me making these are in the read more so have fun with that lmao

lmao i based the first two off a fanfic trope and prompt generator-- here they are

theyre just a bunch of kids who shouldnt have been forced to save and fix the world-- they shouldve been spending their childhoods being cringe in myspace and playing hooky instead of being trained like soldiers

this is how i fixed that

also lmao the last prompt it spat out and that i promptly ignored is this--

this is my socmed happy fix it au, i will not have geto go through that again :))

ooooooooor i just make them watch a scary movie and have them bitch about it online and how it wasnt scary at all, the story was trash, etc etc

maybe ill do it next time, idk

also please ignore the date on the first img-- i blanked out on a good date those could be and resorted to gonana day on the rest of the tweets KBSJDFNSG

i also tried giving them each their own online accent-- gojo is, obvi, an emoticons bitch. haibara i imagine is an emoji guy. shoko and geto are kind of similar, but i differentiate between them via the difference in grammar and punctuation. theyre both informal, but shoko is much more informal compared to geto, who uses more punctuation and capitalization and stuff lmao

the brainrot is too real man.

[ajaxstarr]

teen nanami has been on my brain recently (o^^o)

[mia-does-nonsense]

JJK fandom, is this anything?

Based on this post.

[lordzuuko]

Gojou Satoru taking a photo with his kouhai he so totally do not have a crush on, he swears! Print | Ko-fi

[cadejos]

insomnia / nanago ficlet.

love, really, is helplessness. it took nanami kento years to understand this, but once he did, it was like pulling at a loose thread and unravelling the fabric of his life up until that moment. his soul already understood it the second he held haibara’s dead body in his arms; hardly sixteen, and already in intimate touch with loss and the helplessness it brings. but he didn’t know it then. he chalked it up to weakness itself, rather than love. he only understood it once he returned to sorcery and gojo made a second home out of his bed. love is helplessness, and gojo makes him feel helpless. once they fell into place together, it couldn't have been more obvious for him. it’s the culmination of resentments and worries he used to have all those years ago. the need to protect someone that you have no feasible way to protect. it’s never clearer than when he’s with gojo; and it’s funny, he’s sure others would find the idea comforting – who needs to worry, after all, when the object of your love is the strongest being on earth? but it doesn’t work, not for nanami. he is not that kind of person; he worries regardless. he tosses and turns and loses sleep. he knows how the balance of the world works, knows that gojo tilted it with his birth, and he suspects – quietly, to himself – that some day, something else will thumb the scale on the opposite end. and when that happens, nanami won’t be able to do anything, if he's still even alive to see it. some mornings, he wakes up and finds the older man still sound asleep in his arms, and he has these thoughts. he closes his eyes again, mulling them over, and slowly drifts somewhere warm, kind and tropical; salt in the air and sun on his tongue. somewhere far away from everything their lives represent. he pictures an scenario where they are selfish enough to realize that, dwells on it for a minute or two, then breathes and sets it aside. love is helplessness. it doesn’t make you stronger, or more powerful, or more capable. but you feel it regardless, you look for it regardless. it feels foolish, to be protective over gojo satoru. maybe he is. perhaps he should be harder; the world already yields too much, too easily to his whim, too used to being spoiled rotten by those around him. but perhaps he should be gentle instead, for the world is already too strict with him, and there’s very few things he can change about it despite the strength he wields. and isn’t that love, as well? isn’t that helplessness?

originally posted here.

[krankittoeleven]

6, 16, 21 for writer asks?

Thanks for the ask!

6. What ship(s) captured your heart?

Well, Vashwood & Millywood definitely recaptured it with the Trigun resurgence. And I am soooo down bad for Nanago right now and I'm not even sure why except I guess they do cover several tropes/traits i really love in one ship.

16. What were your go-to writing songs?

Good in Red, Ghost in Your Stereo, Days of Thunder, Land of All, So Handsome Hello (great smut writing song LOL), The Merciless Light, Keep the Streets Empty for Me, Destroyer. These are all on fic or ship playlists that I listen to a lot. Also, long ambient saxophone jazz tracks on YouTube. I don't really listen while writing though, usually listening to this stuff leads me to writing. I do put that Jazz on for certain characters though, even if they aren't doing anything jazz related.

21. Share your favorite piece of dialogue.

Oh, heh, I know which one. Actually, this whole fic had some of my favorite dialogue. from my Trigun Kniveswood fic Because the Night, under the cut because its M+

“It’s a shame you are you,” Nai says as his smile creeps; grows sharper.

“The fuck does that mean?” Wolfwood barks, his fingers still until Nai pulls his wrist away, and he instinctively follows after it with his hand.

“It means you will never know how exquisitely attractive you are when you don’t get your way.”

“Jesu—fuck. Are you tryin’ to get me to hate you?”

Wolfwood swallows hard as Nai reaches across the center console and rests his hand on his throat, his thumb caressing a hard line down, over the spot where his pulse throbs under his skin, down to his chest, stomach, and finally his belt.

“Is that what this is?” Nai asks as his hand slips from the belt to the obvious, growing bulge in Wolfwood’s pants, obvious even in the darkness and the electric blue dashboard light. “Is this your hate boner?”

Wolfwood tries very hard not to make a sound, but the whimper that escapes his lips is completely free of his control, like it’s its own living thing.

“Yeah,” Wolfwood says, gasps, eyes fixed on Nai’s hand, “and I spent all week trying to rub your name off it.”

Teehee. Thanks again!

Questions Here!

[multishippingtrashfire]

*incoherent pterodactyl screeching * Yea, 99 was definitely a hurt/comfort prompt, and you most certainly delivered. I love everything about your story, especially the characterisation. To lighten the mood a little, here's a random nanago dialogue prompt that I came up with: “Do you like what you see?” “You know I always do.”. Your choice of who says which part, but, have fun with this one! - Val

Wow Val, I am so so sorry this took so long. It's really unacceptable and I'm sorry I made you wait. If you still check my page, I hope you see this and understand I am really sorry.

Everyone knew Gojo was attractive. He was striking just existing, with his silver white hair, smooth skin and bright eyes peaking out behind his sunglasses. His entire demeanor gave the impression of someone devastatingly handsome, and he lived up to the compliments he often received. 

Less use to compliments was Nanami. While Nanami didn’t feel unattractive by any stretch of the imagination, his experience was still a stark difference to Gojo. When out in public, Gojo would illicit stares, whispers and blushing from men and women alike. And logically, Nanami knew Gojo loved him and found him attractive, it was only human for insecurities to eat at Nanami a bit. 

Gojo hadn’t noticed initially, thinking Nanami’s behavior was albeit unusual, but not enough for concern. Nanami was just more likely to sleep with his shirt on. When people - humans and jujutsu sorcerers, approached Gojo in public, Nanami would find a way to shrink into the nearby background. And Gojo had assumed it was because Nanami didn’t like to engage with unfamiliar people too much, he believed it was a safety concern.

It wasn’t until Gojo saw Nanami frown and shake his head at photo of them together, that Gojo became truly concerned. It took sometime to sort what he believed to be eating at his Nanamin, but figured it out…after he talked to Shoko. Shoko was Nanami’s bestfriend and when Gojo brought up his observation that Nanami seemed withdrawn, Ieri shared a reminder that Gojo was often quick to forget. 

“Maybe it’s difficult feeling cast in the shadows of the strongest, handsomest, Gojo Satoru.” 

Of course Ieri said it in her usual dry tone, but she brought up a good point. Nanami was always quick to assure Gojo how much he was loved, how stunning he was and while Gojo thought he reciprocated the energy, he realized he was falling short. 

So Gojo waited until Nanami got home and truthfully, he wasn’t sure how he planned to approach this. In the end, Gojo settled on a kiss at the door for Nanami, who welcomed the surprise. But then Gojo began following him through the house, watching him undress from his working clothes, making adjustments here and there. He finally moves into the bathroom, where he begins to wash his face but catches Gojo’s eyes in the mirror still staring. 

Unable to resist a dry response, he drawls out  “Do you like what you see?”, with a cocked eyebrow. 

And Gojo’s eyes softened with love in a way he’s never felt before. His stomach was warm at the realization of how much he loves Nanami, how handsome he finds Nanami. He settles on a soft smile and responds “You know I always do.”

And it’s obvious that Gojo’s response startles Nanami, almost enough for a small jolt in his body language. 

Gojo continues to smile, moving forward to wrap his arms around Nanami’s waist, resting his head on Nanami’s shoulder. Nanami is peering at him curiously in their reflection and Gojo continues to smile. 

“You’re so handsome.” A kiss to Nanami’s temple.

“And Smart.” A kiss to Nanami’s cheek.

“And an amazing teacher.” A kiss to Nanami’s ear.

“And stepfather.” A kiss to Nanami’s jaw.

“And you are one of the greatest sorcerers I’ve ever known.” A kiss to Nanami’s neck. 

Gojo uses his other hand to turn Nanami’s head towards him, so he can see his lips. 

“And everyday, I fall in love with you more, Nanami Kento”. A kiss to Nanami’s lips.

Gojo pulls back and sees that Nanami’s face has flushed and his eyes have softened as he looked at Gojo. “Thank you, my love. I love you too.”

[pinchan]

3 4 5 12 14 for jjk ehehehe <333

3. A character I want to carry around in a little jar and study like a bug

oh geto suguru the absolute wreck of a man that u are

4. A character I couldn't care less about

toge and i contempt how popular he is

5. The character who gives me the greatest gender envy

i bought clip-on ear gauges and started growing out my hair so i'll give u one guess

12. A ship I'd like to blow to smithereens with canon cannonballs

besides of the obvious gross ones and gjhm: inuokko and nanago make me increasingly homophobic the more i see them

14. The character/story arc I find the most compelling

maki... i wish it was expored more in-depth and had more build-up instead of jumping from one point straight to the massacre

[takadachanfansofficial]

one of my pet peeves is when people compare nanago to gjhm, claiming that they have the same dynamic and are the "gay gjhm". while im not a fan of either ship i think calling nanago the "gay gjhm" is a huge disservice to nanami and gojo's relationship and just demonstrates a lack of understanding why people don't like gjhm in the first place. like yeah nanami being a man absolutely changes the nature of their relationship, it no longer has that misogynistic idea of "when a boy is mean to a girl that means he likes her" that drives so many people away from gjhm. and the most obvious thing is that gojo isnt going around constantly calling nanami weak and dismissing his abilities. whereas nanami is annoyed by the childish behavior and general immaturity, utahime is annoyed by always being insulted and never being taken seriously. its really not the same thing at all

[evanescentdawn]

Okay nanago and it’s the one bed, and fake-dating, and trapped together in some place and etc but it’s all gojo thats pulling the strings and trying to get nana to fall for him. He uses trashy romance novels, and so far he thinks it’s going badly.

the thing is that nanami is very much aware of what’s happening. it’s really obvious. he acts like he is inconvenient and hates it but like while he did say that he doesn’t respect gojo at all—it didn’t mean that he hates him. it’s the contrary, actually. he thinks that they are dating, and is like. sigh. why is Gojou like this. why can’t just ask to share beds, or spend time with them instead of going that extra mile and weaving some elaborate thing that’s so ridiculous. he’s finding it... a bit fun, not that he would ever tell him.

meanwhile, gojou is like why isn’t this working and isnt do this for funnies at all. he’s TRYING, damnit.

it would be so funny if in the end, nanami kisses him out of nowhere or something and is like, next time just ask. and gojo is like ????? but totally plays it off, and that haha yes, it was all for jokes. hahah.

(but nanami finds out, later down on the line, stumbles across gojou’s planning which spans across a whole wall and is like he’s solving some murder. it would be so funny.)

[mamichigo]

The nanago week twitter account asked what Nanami and Gojou would do for Valentine's Day, so I wrote something for my answer :}

*

Nanami watched Gojou pop the microwave's door closed and whistle for the whole five seconds it took for the timer to reach zero. Then continued watching as Gojou retrieved a small container holding melted chocolate. The chocolate Nanami had bought for Gojou, because it was Valentine's Day and he had an insufferable partner who would never let it go if Nanami didn't get him something. And that partner now had a finger dipped into the chocolate with a disturbing grin on his face.

Nanami's sigh came from deep within his soul.

"What are you doing," Nanami didn't bother phrasing it as a question.

Gojou inclined his head and waved his finger. "Isn't it obvious?"

"No."

If possible, Gojou's smile grew. It was uncanny how similar he was to the Cheshire Cat.

"You see, I could enjoy this chocolate allll by myself, which is the point of you giving me chocolate. But!" Gojou popped the finger into his mouth. Nanami felt his brow twitch at the suggestive way he sucked on it. "We could enjoy it together."

"Was melting it necessary?"

"Yes! It makes it easier. I'll show you." Gojou rummaged through one of the drawers and surfaced with a small spoon. He closed the drawer with his hip and leaned on the counter as he stuck his tongue out and poured chocolate on his tongue, careful not to let it spill. Gojou wagged his eyebrows at him and waited.

"That's gross," Nanami deadpanned.

He could see Gojou wanted to pout, but being unable to, he settled for glaring at Nanami. With his head still tipped back, Gojou walked up to Nanami and pulled him by his tie. He didn't hesitate in pressing his tongue to Nanami's, all sugar in a messy kiss. Nanami had to grip Gojou by the hair to get him to settle down and kiss slower, the way Nanami preferred. If Gojou's happy whine was anything to go by, he wasn't bothered by this development.

Nanami leaned back first, and he steadied Gojou with a hand on his hip when he stumbled through an attempt to get another kiss.

"You see my point now?" Gojou teased, licking his lips. "I'll let you kiss any part of me coated in chocolate, how about it? Unless you want me to do it to you instead, I'm open to both options."

Nanami rolled his eyes. "Make sure you don't make a mess, or you'll be cleaning it."

[suzu-kun22]

Not Quite Invincible

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30488721

Prompt: Hallucinations Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen Pairings: Nanago, Satosugu Warnings: Illness, mentions of past canonical character death Summary: Nanami returns home to find a sick and delusional Gojou, talking to his long-gone best friend.

@badthingshappenbingo​

If there are any specific prompts you’d like me to write and any specific scenarios/fandoms/pairings you’d like me to write for, just send in an ask!

Story below the cut!

To most, Gojou Satoru seems invincible.

To most that encounter him, he seems as though nothing bothers him. He doesn’t seem to know how to take a hit, what with an ability that stops just about everything from making contact and a tendency to reach speeds incomprehensible to most human eyes. To most, he is flawless. A beacon of hope. The pillar that holds up the feeble roof of Jujutsu Sorcery. Were it not for Gojou Satoru, would the institution even still be standing? It’s a question that has been posed many times, and yet it’s never one that Nanami Kento has seen answered in a way he finds satisfactory. 

Still, for all of his power, for all of his strength, and for as many opponents that have fallen to Gojou Satoru, there are still things that even one such as he is weak to. There are still things that can leave him as vulnerable as the child that he pretends to be. There are still things that steal that confidence from his voice and leave him doing just about everything that he possibly can to cover up the shaking that’s left in its wake.

Apparently, Nanami Kento is one of few privileged enough to see it.

“What are you doing in my house?” Nanami asks with eyes narrowed and arms crossed over his chest. He had walked through the door to find a pair of shoes that were most certainly not his and a pitch black coat hanging on one of his hooks. Nanami owned nothing black. He had discovered, while working in a boring office where the only goal was money, money, and more money, that black made him look far too uptight, and made him feel the same way. If he was going to be saving people, he would be better served wearing a less depressing color. 

There’s only one person who Nanami knows well enough to suspect them of being in his house, who also wears a black coat and... whatever the hell those shoes even are. How frustratingly annoying, that it’s also the man known for his ability to inflict just about anyone he speaks to with a migraine that just might last days, depending on his mood. If Gojou Satoru is feeling particularly annoying today, then Nanami will have to make sure to stock up on painkillers. If he’s feeling just mildly frustrating, then perhaps Nanami will manage to kick him out the door with minimal incident.

“Hmmmmm…?” There’s a long hum coming from the lump on Nanami’s couch. Wrapped up in blankets, Nanami can barely make out a head of ethereally white hair resting against one of his throw pillows. “…oh, you’re home?” The voice is familiar, but also not. It’s obviously the voice of Gojou Satoru. There’s no way that Nanami would ever be able to mistake that voice for anyone else. And yet, there’s something off about it. Something shaky, quiet, weak, vulnerable, and maybe just a bit broken. 

“Yes. What are you doing in my house?” Nanami repeats his question, and there’s a long minute with no answer. Then the pile of blankets shifts, groans, and settles once again. This is going to take a while, it seems. “Are you going to answer me, or are we going to stand here all night?”

“…head hurts.” The pile mumbles. “Stop talking so loud–“ A hand pokes itself out from the mountain and waves at Nanami, as though asking him to quiet down. “–Shouko said… uhhh… somethin’ about sleeping until it goes away,” Gojou’s voice says with an edge to it that Nanami doesn’t recognize and most certainly doesn’t like. He furrows his brow, reaches down, and shakes the pile until it lets out another loud groaning sound and rolls over. Finally, there’s Gojou Satoru’s face. His signature blindfold is nowhere to be seen. His hair is even more disheveled than normal. His eyes are squeezed firmly shut and Nanami can make out beads of sweat on his brow. His skin is flushed, and Nanami would be willing to bet that those scarily blue eyes hidden behind lids are glassy. 

“You’re sick.” Nanami states, and Gojou seems to flinch at the statement. “Why did you not go home?” Nanami asks with a raised eyebrow. Gojou lets out yet another groan and rolls over, tucking his face into the back of the sofa and hiding himself from view once again. Honestly, what a child. He can’t even be bothered to look Nanami in the eyes when they’re speaking. “Gojou–“

“Satoru.” Gojou interrupts. “When’d… When did you stop callin’ me that..?” 

Nanami blinks. He stares, for a moment, unsure of what to do. As far as he remembers, he’s never used Gojou’s given name. Certainly never to his face. He reaches a hand forward, trying to rest it on Gojou’s forehead to feel for a temperature. The moment his fingers brush against the man’s hair, however, Gojou almost seems to jump away. Nanami pulls his hand back. Stares, for a moment, before reaching forward again and this time managing to rest his fingers against Gojou’s forehead. He doesn’t pull back, despite the intensity of the burning that he finds there. 

“Mmmmm…” Gojou hums. “…your hand’s cold, Suguru.” He whispers, and it gives Nanami pause. Of course it does. What else is he meant to do, in response to that? 

“Gojou, I’m not Getou.” Nanami says, because he can’t think of anything else to say. Gojou has a fever – which was obvious even before Nanami rested a hand on his forehead – which seems to be high enough to be giving him delusions. Nanami wonders, briefly, how the older of the two of them could be irresponsible enough to let himself get so sick. Then he remembers that the older of the two of them is Gojou Satoru, infamous for his strength and his complete and total lack of responsibility. “Why did you come here?”

“Missed you,” Gojou mumbles. “Ahhhh, prolly shouldn’t have said that. You’ll never let me live it down,” Gojou laughs. It’s humorless. Nanami hates the sound of it. “…Shouko said somethin’ about staying in bed… but bed is super boring when you’re alone,” He grumbles, turning his head as though going to look up, but his eyes stay firmly closed. Nanami wonders, absently, if the six eyes serve to worsen his headache or improve it. “…been a while since we could hang out, Suguru. How’s the afterlife treating you?” Gojou’s lips quirk up, into a smirk. Nanami could spot how fake it is from a mile away. “Having fun in hell?”

“Gojou.”

“Awww, c’mon!” There’s a shakiness to the happy tone that Nanami is certain most would miss. Most, however, haven’t known Gojou Satoru quite as long as Nanami Kento has. Most would assume that he’s playing some sick game with himself that no one else is allowed to get in on. Nanami knows better. “…j-just cause I killed you… d-doesn’t mean that we can’t still…” Gojou breathes a heavy exhale. As though something is pressing on his chest and Gojou can’t quite shake it. Nanami sighs. No matter what he says, it doesn’t seem to be working. For now, he might as well try and do something about the fever. 

Gojou continues mumbling. Nanami crosses the living room and makes for the nearest bathroom. Once inside, he collects a rag and a basin, quickly filling it with cool water and allowing the rag to soak in it for a moment. With a sigh, Nanami lifts the basin and makes his way back to the sofa. Gojou has shifted slightly. His eyes are still closed, but he’s lying on his back now. One arm is slung over the back of the couch, and the other is resting on the floor. Normally, Nanami would comment on what a messy pose it is. Now is not normally. 

“Stay still,” Nanami commands, setting the basin down beside the sofa. Gojou mumbles something that Nanami can’t quite make out – aside from the use of the name Suguru once again – but otherwise complies. What a strange sight, a Gojou Satoru who actually follows orders. 

Nanami lays the damp folded cloth over Gojou’s forehead. It causes the white-haired sorcerer’s brow to furrow and his lips to twist into something of a grimace, but he doesn’t complain. The thought briefly crosses Nanami’s mind to take a picture. He can think of countless people who would appreciate a picture of the world’s strongest Jujutsu sorcerer in such a state. But the thought fades as quickly as it came. No matter how satisfying it might be to see someone as strong and insufferably annoying as Gojou humbled like this, that’s no excuse to take advantage of his pain for something so petty. 

“…’m sorry, Surugu,” Gojou mumbles. His hands clench into fists and then unclench once again. “…’m sorry… d-didn’t wanna kill you.” There’s another moment of silence. Gojou’s breathing is labored and maybe a bit pained. Nanami wonders, for a moment, how Ieiri could even allow him to head anywhere on his own, if he was this sick. The thought is quickly replaced, however, with– 

“…miss you,” Gojou whispers.

Nanami feels something ache in his chest. 

He buries it. Like always.

“Go to sleep, Gojou. You’re sick.” Nanami gives another command. The last one worked well enough. Perhaps all it takes to get Gojou Satoru to actually listen for once is to give him a high fever and a bit of delusion. It just might be useful information, somewhere down the line. 

“Mmmm… fine,” Gojou mumbles. His eyes stay closed, but the expression on his face relaxes a bit. “…see ya later… Suguru.” It’s the last thing he says, before his breathing begins to even out and his muscles lose a good amount of their tension. Nanami breathes a sigh of relief. He can only hope that the fever will break before Gojou wakes up again.

Gojou Satoru seems invincible, but Nanami Kento knows that he’s far from it. 

As satisfying as it is to see the mighty Gojou Satoru humbled, Nanami can’t say that he wants to see any more of it.

[satorugojowidow]

There's a very clear difference to how Gojo annoys Nanami and how he annoys Utahime, he has no interest in her whatsoever but because she keeps throwing more woods into the fire he keeps provoking her ever since she demanded him to respect her for being a senior. It's evident that they only manage to get along when they have to work together but Gege didn't throw those comments that she dislikes him for nothing and for people to treat it as "tsundere" behaviour.

Which is funny because; there are ligh novels that explore character dynamics even further like Shoko, Ijichi, Gojo and students even, in one of them Utahime is only slightly mentioned how she's very weird when it comes to baseball and Gojo by one of her students. So the fact that in the light novels Gojo interacts with Nanami, asks him to look after Yuuji, goes to drink with Shoko and Ijichi is clear to me that it's quite obvious who Gojo considers friends and who he considers as allies.

“Respect your elders” is exactly what Satoru won’t ever do because he doesn’t believe that type of hierarchy is worthy of respect. Anyway, he should respect Utahime just because is a person and she doesn’t disrespect him.

I don’t think they know each other that much, they didn’t share the school days. However, there is a big difference between nanago and gojohime, both seem to dislike Satoru, but Satoru does respect Nanami. Actually, Satoru is annoying with everyone but is only disrespectful to Utahime and Gakuganji (elders). Is fair to say he never treated Utahime like he does to Gakuganji. With Utahime he is teasing and with Gakuganji he straight up insulting him.

[bootlickerhawks]

Nobara , Yuuji and Fushiguro for the ask game

And Also nanami because he deserves this

Nobara

Sexuality Headcanon: Lesbian Gender Headcanon: Her backstory screams transfem to me lol A ship I have with said character: Nobamaki and I also really like nobamai. I like to imagine nobamai as hostile exes (Mai is super bitter that she’s dating her sister now) A BROTP I have with said character: Nobara/Yuuji/Megumi the ultimate brot3 😤 (pls Gege im begging you give me the Tokyo squad fugitive arc! 🙏) A NOTP I have with said character: besides the obvious nobara/adult pairings i’d say Nobara/any dude. I really can’t imagine Nobara dating guys my brain cannot compute that lol A random headcanon: This isn’t really a hc but the idea of Pirate!Nobara makes me go feral (if we don’t get eyepatch!Nobara post-shibuya i’ll riot) General Opinion over said character: F E R A L  Q U E E N

Yuuji

Sexuality Headcanon: BISEXUAL Gender Headcanon: Cis? maybe??? A ship I have with said character: ITAFUSHI!!! This ship is so domestic and has so much angst potential I love it ;w;  A BROTP I have with said character: Tokyo squad, Todo (obviously) and Choso (Gege im begging give me the Choso & Yuuji bromance post-shibuya) A NOTP I have with said character: *glares at go//yuu, suku//ita and nana//ita* A random headcanon: I seem to recall it being mentioned that he was in Ninja Warrior and it’s never brought up again? hello?? I’d love to see Yuuji doing Ninja Warrior or Total Wipeout! But let’s assume that the Ninja Warrior stuff is only a rumor started by students, I love the hc that Yuuji had a crazy reputation at school that was totally overexaggerated (or was it?)   General Opinion over said character: Good boi, would die for him, pls let me sign the adoption papers! (I will fight Gojo and Nanami in a trial by combat to win custody rights 😤)

Megumi 

Sexuality Headcanon: Gray ace or demisexual Gender Headcanon: transmasc or nb I vibe with both with his character A ship I have with said character: Itafushi! 😤 A BROTP I have with said character: Tokyo squad, Maki. I also think his interactions w/ Noritoshi jr were hilarious I’d love to see more A NOTP I have with said character: *glares at suku//fushi and go//fushi* OR WORSE toji//fushi! A special fuck you goes out to toji//fushi shippers!   A random headcanon: He volunteers at an animal shelter when he has free time. 

Megumi and Yuuji cook together so that they can “learn” to cook better (it’s actually a poor excuse so that they can spend more time together ;w;).  General Opinion over said character: He was bound to become one of my fav characters the minute he summoned the demon dogs lol. I really enjoy his character and I can’t wait to see what Gege has planned for his character! (I know it’ll break my heart tho ;w;) 

Nanami or as I like to call him Business Daddy

Sexuality Headcanon: Gay Gender Headcanon: Cis A ship I have with said character: Nanago! I’m convinced those 2 fucked at least once. I like to think of Nanago as each other’s rebounds (from Getou and Haibara) and at first it’s strickly a colleagues with benefits kinda relationship but gradually feelings start to develop (sadly those feelings get cut short cuz of euuuuh... you know)   A BROTP I have with said character: Ino and Nanami’s dynamic is great! (do father-son dynamics count as brotps? cuz Yuuji and Nanami’s relationship is top tier 👌) A NOTP I have with said character: nana//ita... 😔 A random headcanon: He gives off vibes like he’d be a great cook idk why 😂 awwww now I’m imagining Nanami and Yuuji cooking together 🥺 General Opinion over said character: There’s a good reason why he’s Gege’s favorite! I love him so much! 🥺

(Ask game)

[not-delicious-milk]

🐛 💈

ok i just answered  🐛 so i’ll stick with

💈 favorite crack ship honestly it’s hard not to think of like, every single non-satosugu gojo ship. nanago is hilarious for obvious reasons. gojohime is so awkward it feels like a crack ship. it literally feels like two gay kids being each others’ beards at prom. also i’ve said it once before, gojo and sukuna would be like. perfection. they don’t even end up liking each other at any point, they just have to begrudgingly admit that yeah, the other is kind of hot and powerful or whatever, and who knows maybe they kiss while trying really hard to murder each other i just think it would be funny

also megumi x hospital bed

[littleeyesofpallas]

BLEACH - Name Games(?)

Kurotsuchi[涅] Mayuri[マユリ]

As you can see the given name, Mayuri[マユリ], isn’t written with an explicit Japanese meaning, which is something Kubo generally does pretty deliberately.*  Nemu[ネム] is the same, although we learn later that it’s shortened from Nemuri Nanago[眠七號] meaning “Sleep(er) Model-7” denoting that she was the 7th in a line of “Sleep(er)” experiments.

*shit it never occurred to me to come back and edit this post after all these years. His name is a loan word, it's the hindi word मयूरी for "peacock". I did a little blurb about it years after the fact here.

The surname Kurotsuchi[涅] is actually pretty straight forward, by Kubo’s standards anyhow.  It means literally “Black Soil” (and sounds exactly like Kuro[黒] “Black” and  Tsuchi[土] “Soil”) but the phrase specifically refers to “Mud” or “Slime.”  Real obvious character qualities being evoked there, and there’s honestly not much more to it beyond that.

It is written that same as a common abbreviation for Nehan [涅槃] which refers to the Buddhist Nirvana.  And his sword, Ashisougi-Jizou[疋殺地蔵] does reference the bodhisattva, Jizou (aka Kṣitigarbha[क्षितिगर्भ]) so that may have been intentional.  I don’t think that really carries a direct “meaning” in relation to his character so much as it just establishes a general theme, though.

So, there’s really not a lot to talk about with Mayuri himself, which is why this only sorta fits into my series of Bleach name posts...  But so long as I’m looking at kanji related to Mayuri, I want to address the egregious mistranslation of his sword, Ashisougi-Jizou[疋殺地蔵] as “Leg-cutting Jizou.”

For one it’s not the word “Leg” at all, it’s “Foot.”  And I’m not even sure it’s referencing an anatomical foot. The kanji 疋 is used as a counter word for a number of things, including measurements of cloth, so I think it’s actually just a sloppy translation into the English “foot,” as in the unit of measurement.  But the reference I think Kubo is actually making here is that this kanji is used to count what most dictionaries seem to refer to as “small animals,” (as in a "foot" where a foot is the length of a small "roll of cloth" where the roll is the size of a small animal pelt; ergo you count livestock kept for pelts with the same counter word used for the fabric they yield. But also you start calling larger rolls by the same word because they're made and stored in the same basic form even as the measurements vary) which is a little vague, but it does implicitly tells us a few things.  The things it counts are,

small in size

living things

but not human

The obvious literal usage of this would be for things like rabbits being counted by a hunter or farmer: things you collect in large numbers and that are smaller than livestock.  But I think it’s a more obtuse reference here...

See, the deity Jizou is a patron of children, pregnant women, dead children, and aborted fetuses(as he protects travelers on the road his domain is abstractly over those whoa re "inbetween" places, between birth and life, life and death, here and there, etc...) so I think the reference to a word measuring numbers of “Small (not human)Animals” is being used to reference children, and maybe even specifically fetuses or unborn children.  And the specific choice to refer to them in that way is meant to convey callousness and heartlessness; treating babies like animals, expendable, exploitable, things to be cultivated and then harvested and ultimately less than human.

Also, [殺] is just flat up “Kill,” “Murder,” “Butcher,” “Slay” as well as a bunch of other context specific terminal phrases.  And yeah, to “cut down” or “to slice” is in there, but they’re hardly the most prominent interpretations of the word.  So really, “Leg-cutting” is just a confusing choice for that translation, no matter how you slice it.

And that makes what I think is the more correct interpretation of name, 

Ashisougi-Jizou[疋殺地蔵], “Patron God of Baby-Killing”

This also re-contextualizes the release command, Kakimushire[掻き毟れ] which can translate as “Scratch” or “Tear” but also as “Scrape” or “Rip off/out.”  So, again… BIG abortion themes being tossed around here, which just got totally ignored in most English translations, intentionally or not.

And while I’m nitpicking things... Viz’s translation of Konjiki Ashisogi Jizou [金色疋殺地蔵,] as “Divine Leg-Cutting Jizou” is another bizarrely wrong choice, as Konjiki[金色] is just the word “Golden;” as in literally the kanji for 金 “Gold” and 色“Color(ed).”  So, you know, “Gold-Colored Patron-God [of] Baby-Killing.”  But I have no idea what would motivate them to just arbitrarily change the name into something unrelated.  And just to make it a full set, here…

Konjiki Ashisogi Jizou: Matai Fukuin Shoutai

[金色疋殺地蔵: 魔胎伏印症体] 

...adds,

Ma[魔] an “Evil Spirit,” or if you want to ignore cultural specifics, yes, “Demon” more or less works (also in some contexts is gets translated as “Witch”)

Tai[胎] meaning “Womb,” pushing us further into the whole baby and abortion thing we have going here

Fuku[伏] translated as something like “Prostrate(d),” “Prone,” or in Viz’s case “Recumbent.”  But the specific position it actually refers is “to lie face-down,” (notably the OPPOSITE of Recumbent i.e. “To lie BACK,” which, granted, is the pose the bankai is in.) but it’s also just the kanji written on the bankai form’s stomach (as seen above)

In[印] referring to a number of words like “Mark,” “Sign,” “Seal,” etc...

Shou[症] meaning “Illness” or “Disease,” and...

Tai[体] but a slightly different one this time, also referring to “Torso,” (relating it to the other Tai[胎] for “womb”) or more generally “Body” and also “Corpse” as it refers to a body as an object, rather than to the body of a “person.”

SO, that makes Konjiki Ashisogi Jizou: Matai Fukuin Shoutai [金色疋殺地蔵: 魔胎伏印症体] read something more like…

“GOLDEN BABY-KILLER GOD: DEMON-WOMB 伏-BRANDED DISEASED-CORPSE,” or possibly “… DEMON-WOMB, FACE-DOWN, DISEASE-MARKED CORPSE,” depending on how you want to read the Fuku[伏].  This reading also suggests that the big stitched up, lumpy, purple, blank-eyed form that Mayuri summons up is legit just a giant dead baby that his new modded bankai form hatches from, like some kind of parasitic larvae eating its way out of a host its egg was laid in.  Gross.

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