#I have a lot of feelings about this little family of three and Gege is not feeding me

[littlefankingdom]

Actually, I haven't finish my rant about what annoys me with how Gege wrote Gojo in the last chapter months.

The new episode of the anime is one of my favorite moment in the manga, the moment we are shown that Gojo Satoru cares a lot. It contrasts deeply with the teenage Satoru we met at the beginning of the flashback, who sees the weak are inferiors and useless and despises them. It implies that him and Geto exchanged their point of view throught their time together, with Suguru, who was the one putting values in every human at the beginning, becoming totally repulsed by humankind. They both started with a strong opinion, as they argued about it, but also weren't "extreme" about it, however they swapped opinion and went fully into it. It's not really shown with Gojo in the flashback, apart from him confronting his best friend after his massacre, where he is horrified. Until the Shibuya fight, where Gojo Satoru is clearly annoyed and mad at the pain and deaths the curses are causing around him. We can see his growth from the self-centered teenage boy who didn't have to care about anyone else weaker than him. The smiling goofy strongest is pissed at strangers being killed.

(They don't contribute to the discussion, I just love those panels so much. He looks so feral and crazy bakdhzvjdjsv)

So, Gojo Satoru cares so much, he is mad at those pathetic curses killing random strangers around him. And my issue is that we didn't see this anger toward Sukuna. He was big mad at Kenjoku when he was freed, but nothing against Sukuna. And it annoys me because Sukuna hurt not just strangers BUT THE FUCKING KIDS HE RAISED. I am supposed to accept that Gojo Satoru, who learn to care deeply about the weak and is mad at people hurting them, would not be angry at the curse who possessed Megumi and killed Tsumiki. Sukuna has deeply harm the two children he raised for more than 10 years, why did Gege refused to give us Gojo showing emotions about this!!!

[essekknits]

I am feeling the urge to write an AU where Jiang Cheng finds A-Yuan instead of Lan Wangji. And he’s conflicted and grieving and angry, but this is a toddler. Maybe a two or three years older than little A-Ling.

And because A-Yuan wasn’t hidden out in the elements for days like he is in canon, but this is relatively close to the battle itself, he isn’t as sick. He’s scared and confused and he’s crying silently for his Xian-gege, and when Jiang Cheng finds him, he looks terrified at the stranger and just starts wailing.

And Jiang Cheng is angry and grieving and this child is a Wen, and the Wen murdered everyone he loved, and the Wen are the reason his brother left him behind, but this is still a sobbing toddler that wasn’t even born yet when the Wen attacked Lotus Pier, a sobbing toddler who is crying for his Xian-gege to come save him, and as angry as he was, and as with as many people as he killed (because he was a soldier in a war, he’s killed many), he never killed a child and he wasn’t going to do it now.

So he awkwardly tries to calm the boy down, and when he cried himself to sleep, Jiang Cheng scoops him up in his arms and carries him off to Lotus Pier.

And it’s rough. Because the only acceptable way to go about this, about taking this boy in, is giving him his name. Making little Wen Yuan into Jiang Yuan. There is something wrong about it. About someone who belongs to those who took everything from him, having his name and his home.

He wonders if that’s how his mother felt, watching the son of the woman who took her husband’s heart run around her home.

There is something wrong about watching that child play and seeing the ghost of his brother, seeing his brother’s smile on his face and hearing his brother’s laughter from his mouth

He wonders if that’s what his father felt like, looking at Wei Wuxian and seeing the ghosts of the friends he loved.

And a realisation dawns on him that it doesn’t matter, because even though this child has the blood of his family’s killers, he can’t fathom the thought of hitting him with zidian. It makes him sick, to think of a child under that thing, or the many other punishments his mother found for them. For Wei Wuxian.

The boy calls him uncle Jiang, and Jiang Cheng remembers another voice calling that name excitedly across the piers, and wonders why his father, who everyone said loved Wei Wuxian, didn’t give him the protection of his name.

Jin Ling doesn’t grow up as alone, here. He has his big cousin Jiang Yuan, who is bright and confident and loves him a lot, and who he follows like a little duckling as he grows up. It’s only when they both grow up a little that they start finding things a bit odd, like how Jiang Yuan calls Jiang Cheng his paternal uncle, yet no one ever speaks of the man having a brother.

So they set to find out.

[literaila]

Have you thiught about what kind of CT reader from Typical Family has? do you think you’ll ever expand on it?

i have thought about it. fair warning to literally everyone—gege is much much smarter than me (seriously i understand maybe three cursed techniques maybe) so it’s nonsensical and ridiculous.

nonetheless, in my mind her cursed technique compliments satoru. so we’ve got creation (reader) and destruction (satoru, naturally).

following what’s been said about readers family, and her general attitude towards jujutsu, my automatic assumption was that her ct needed to affect the way she interacts with her parents and the way she grew up. it’s been mentioned that her family basically thought she was insane for seeing the curses when she was little

but

let’s take that a bit further, shall we? so readers nine or ten and she sees a fly head for the first time, somewhere in her room or out on the street whatever. and she’s scared, obviously (she’s a child) and like any good parent would (no comment) her mom or dad tries to console her, they try to soothe her with words, and then with hands.

but because reader is the only sorcerer in her family, they don’t realize that when they’re hugging her—rocking back and forth and trying to get her to stop crying—that she can’t feel any of it.

her ct essentially allows her to create—a lot like mai’s with her bullet (but better, naturally)—so when she was a child, she was the physically putting a wall between herself and her parents, trying to subconsciously protect herself from the monster in her room.

haha, get it? unlike satoru’s infinity, her ‘wall’ is a literal stop between her and the rest of the world, and is easily broken (but improves with time and training obviously). so when the two of them meet and satoru sees her training or geto tells him about the first years and what they can do his first reaction is “:( but that’s my technique.”

it’s part of why he’s interested in her—because he wants to prove that infinity is much better than whatever she’s doing. and then he’s like ‘oh we’re the same.’

as reader advances rankings and learns more about cursed energy she develops her ‘creation’ into more than just protection (offense, duh). but it’s very strenuous and she doesn’t have unlimited amounts of cursed energy (unlike some people).

basically my whole thought process about the series revolves around satoru and reader being opposites and needing different things, complimenting each other, and then becoming so similar that it hurts them both.

satoru recognizes that he needs to pull reader out of her head at any given opportunity and reader realizes that satoru doesn’t want to talk about the things that happen to him, so she doesn’t push. they both understand each other in this way. (and eventually, it comes back to bite them in the ass because reader doesn’t want to talk to satoru about how she feels and satoru doesnt want her to worry about it).

as for going forward, i’m not an action writer so to say, but i do have a very interesting request where readers ct might come into play. we shall see. also if i write about reader and satoru going on missions when they were younger it’ll be necessary.

and, just another cool thing about them. i mentioned that no one can see readers ‘creations’ except for her because while they physically disrupt the space around her, they have no actual appearance. but because of satoru’s six eyes he can see it.

he’s the only person to see her.

[leanchugger420]

₊ ׅ ֹ 𓈒 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 | 𝐈 𓈒 ֹ ׅ ₊

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pairings — toji x fem!reader, gojo + geto x fem!reader

chapter warnings — heavy on the friendship, skinship, your hand accidentally touches gojo's dick, fluffy, soft.

summary — after spending a year in kyoto, returning home is better than you could imagine. your childhood best friends gojo and geto start seeing you in a new light and perhaps that is the reason you find yourself entangled in their sheets at night. when they find themselves falling in love with you, you can't help but feel your heart straying to the mysterious older man who helps your predicament.

wc — 1.3k

A/N — couldn't handle the truth so i made a new reality (GEGE WHEN I CATCH YOU GEGE).

𝐜𝐡. 𝐈; 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲.

for as long as you can remember, gojo and geto have been your best friends. even before you had learned anything of jujutsu sorcery, the two boys have always been by your side.

as children, the three of you were stuck together like glue and you'd always seen them as your family. atleast until last summer. you weren't denying that even in your childhood you knew that suguru and satoru were charming and good-looking, but all those blessings were like seeds; planted and awaiting growth.

over the last two years, those little seeds grew, and not just a little bit. the seeds grew tall and handsome trees, their blessings blossomed and increased tenfold.

this, obviously, caught the eye of young girls all across tokyo. suguru and satoru's fangirls could be traced almost anywhere in japan even. then on, you came to be known as the lucky girl who gets to have the two all to herself. this was terrible to them but you remained indifferent.

i mean, obviously gojo and geto started hanging out with other girls quite often but neither of them were interested in dating the girls they met. you all agreed your friendship mattered far more than any potential boyfriend or girlfriend.

last summer, you were still new to your adolescent years, being a late blossomer and all, you did get made fun of for remaining the same as you were in middle school, but never by satoru and suguru. this summer would be different, you swore last year, and thank the heavens, it is.

your season has come, your mother delights. a heartbreaker, your grandmother gushes. you feel confident in how you look, composed and classy. you like the way you are and you don't care if anyone else does.

28th july, 2006.

today is the fourth day of summer and my first day back in tokyo. two semesters ago, i transferred to jujutsu high, kyoto after my grandma was diagnosed with pneumonia.

my mama would've come with me but all the nurse positions she applied for in kyoto were rejected. she couldn't find any other job at such short notice. at first, i thought a lot about satoru and suguru, missed them a lot too but a little over a semester in, the home-sickness eased over.

my skin buzzed in anticipation as i brush my hair gently, spread out on my bed waiting for the loud horn of satoru's convertible to announce his and suguru's arrival. i'm weirdly nervous and excited to see them.

my eyes flutter as my thoughts drift to how they'd react to seeing me again. i wonder if they would notice that my brain size went from a size 36B to a 38C. i shudder at the sudden and inappropriate thought.

i feel a wave of sleep coming over me and as if on cue, i hear the loud blaring of a car horn and immediately jump off the bed in excitement. sparing no time, i quickly lock up my now empty house and practically skip towards the grey ford mustang parked outside.

the moment my eyes land on geto and gojo, my heart thunders. they'd grown taller, broader and muscular. their beauty was not newfound but rather newly revealed to you.

satoru's bright blue eyes catch you first, his eyes widen as his gaze skims over your body and you're suddenly nervous. but when suguru looks at me, a small smile spreading on his lips, my heart warms.

with no warning, i run toward the both of them leaning on the car and jump at them. they catch hold of me and run around with me in their arms. i squeal in happiness, glad to know that even if we look different, our bond is all the same.

28th july, 2006.

it is the sixth day of summer and i've been in satoru's grey ford mustang for the past fourteen hours, laying my upper half on suguru's lap and my lower on satoru's in the backseat. it is currently 7:13 am, the car is parked at the beach and the only sound to be heard is the off-tune snoring and breathing, spotlight rotating between satoru, suguru and i.

the sun is bright and much to my inconvenience, in my face directly. i groan and shift in my place that happens to be suguru's lap. opening my eyes, i look directly upward at him who is oh so lost in peace and slumber. i sigh, turning to look at satoru who is already looking at me.

he's focused on my face, studying every inch of it. my cheeks redden and i squirm, suddenly feeling the intensity of his attention. when his icy blue eyes meet mine, they shrink to crescent moons with his smile widening. i adore the way satoru smiles. he is the most expressive out of the three of us and if there's one thing that hasn't changed about him since we were crawling infants, it's his smile.

"what?" i ask him, trying to hide the smile on my face with a pout. "what?" he replies, looking dazed.

"why're you looking at me like that?" i nudge him gently with my foot, pulling myself up straight enough to lean on the car door behind my back.

"you're different. but like in the best way possible. you're more... you." his hand travels up my leg, coming to rest on my thigh. i follow his movements and look up at him through my eyelashes. his lips are twisted in a lazy smirk as his pupils keep moving between my eyes and my lips.

i shift once again in satoru's lap, hand falling directly onto his no-no rectangle. you jerk your hand back in shock as you meet his length accidentally. a whimper exited satoru's lips and i stare at him in disbelief, turning to suguru. he looks at me and throws his head back in laughter and i can't help but join.

satoru stirred in his sleep, clearly disturbed by the sound of our laughter. a sleepy smile spreads across his face. he lifts his arm and wraps it around my neck, pulling me close to his chest. i pull my hair around to the other side of my face before settling into his chest.

suguru started a conversation about everything i had missed while i was gone. i listened intently to the two telling me all things i should've seen, all the places i should've been and fun i should've had yet it somehow feels like i was there with them the entire time as they describe everything in detail.

an hour or two pass and here i am, currently sitting in suguru's lap while satoru lies in between my legs. all of our legs barely fot on the sit, but we make it work. i melt into suguru's chest while softly playing with satoru's hair.

finally, at five pm, after around six hours of endless chatter, satoru climbed into the driver's seat "amusement park?" he asked. suguru and i agreed in unison, "shotgun!" he called out.

the summer breeze in my hair and the sun on my skin, boy, this is bliss, i think to myself.

i open my eyes and look into the rear-view mirror, admiring satoru's icy blue eyes.

i smile and his eyes connect with mine through the mirror. i slip my hand through the middle of the seat, wanting to be closer to my friends.

suguru sees my hand first, placing his hand in mine and so does satoru. the three of us hold hands, trying to intertwine our fingers and failing miserably.

this, i think, this is what life is all about.

A/N — keep in mind that this is only chapter one😭 im excited for you guys to read the rest <3

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[yazzydream]

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[hulijingemperor2]

Yao: *teaching Xiaobao the guqin*

Now you try.

Xiaobao: *plays, nervously~ as he wanted to get it right*

Yao: *smiles*

Xiaobao, who hasn't played any instrument in his life, still has a hidden potential. However he has a lot of practicing to do.

Guangyao is actually a great maestro to have, in terms of~ actually any skill. He also taught Rusong everything (other than Xichen, who was his private tutor)

The Mengs are known for their musical and dance talent, hence he loves to have music sessions with his family, or dance with Qin Su or team dimple~ or his beloved Lan Xichen.

Xiaobao: how is it, A-Die? I think that was awful.

Yao: no no, it wasn't.

It was beautiful. But next time, you should strum the strings lightly.

Use your fingernails.

Xiaobao: mn. I'll remember.

Rusong: I'll do the honours in teaching you the dizi and Xiao later. Once you master the guqin.

Yao: what a good bro.

Xiaobao: Rusong gege, Jingyi ge what instruments can you play?

Rusong: all, actually. But I love the guqin and pipa.

Jingyi: the dizi, Xiao and the guqin.

Xiaobao: waaaww!

Yao: Rusong can dance too.

Jingyi: yea. I'm not really a dancer but Rusong is pretty graceful.

Yao: I learnt dance and flexibility from A-niang. Then taught A-Song. Also A-Su dances.

It's an art.

Xiaobao: that's so interesting. But I feel I may pull a muscle.

Jingyi: bro same.

Yao: here. *shows him portraits of himself*

Yao: this is me, when I was funding an opera.

Xiaobao: you look so elegant. Well, as always.

Rusong: you're always so talented and remarkable!

Jingyi: everyone must have had their eyes on you.

But did they go crazy when they saw Huangdi dancing?

Yao: *laughing* yes they did.

Xiaobao: how did that work?

Yao: people would pay the owner of the opera house.

*smiling* it was pretty jam packed because you know, I'm the emperor. Who has fans.

I did this 8 times.

Then once I funded that theater, I decided to strengthen the performing arts sector of the empire.

This was all done when I started my career as Huangdi.

Rusong: it was successful. Because the Jianghu is now introduced to the beauty of fox spirits and their culture.

Yao: correct.

Xiaobao, soon you'll learn more about playing the guqin. Don't give up.

Xiaobao: I'll never give up!

Right now, I feel like playing for Nainai!

Even though it's a little awful, she would still love it.

Yao: she definitely would. Go play for her!

Xiaobao: I hope she doesn't laugh at me.

Rusong: nah, Nainai won't laugh.

Jingyi: she's always cheerful, so you won't realise if she's laughing at you.

Or with you.

Xiaobao: are you calling my music bad?!

Jingyi: *teasing* not like Hanguang Jun's

Xiaobao: who's Hanguang Jun?

Rusong: *whispers* whiny zhan.

Xiaobao: ohh whiny zhan! I know him.

Suyin was bullying him.

Yao: oh dear.

Jingyi: sorry, I'm just a musical critic.

Rusong: musical critics don't measure music in Hanguang Jun.

Xiaobao: *cracking up*

Jingyi: I'll start the trend.

Xiaobao: lol why did Suyin bully him?

Jingyi: because of Minshan.

Rusong: the root of all chaos is always team dimple.

Jingyi: always.

Yao: I agree.

Anyways, I told Shanshan to stay away from trouble though.

Xiaobao: do team dimple take a break?

Yao: nop.

Jingyi: team dimple is pure chaos.

24/7.

Xiaobao: I thought they were simps.

Rusong: *sigh* they are.

Jingyi: one of these days, we should capture them for funzies.

Xiaobao: YES!!! I'm up for it!

Rusong: count me in! Sometimes I'm a bit bored and need some entertainment.

Yao: you three are too chaotic together, aren't you. Planning to kidnap team d.

Don't you have your Nainai to trouble.

Rusong: we have to plan and argue in front of you first.

Jingyi: Diedie privileges.

Yao: that's fair.

Xiaobao: let's go see Nainai. *picks up guqin*

Rusong: let's go! Bye A-Die!

Jingyi: bye A-Die!

Yao: *laughing* these three.

At least Hua isn't as mischievous.

~~~

Meng shi: *having some snacks as well as tea* Sisi, is this a new brand of tea?

Sisi: oh yes it is, jiejie. It's Vietnamese.

Meng shi: ah.

Rusong: Nainai!

Xiaobao: *running in with the guqin in his arms* Nainai!

Jingyi: I'm here too!! Nainai.

Meng Shi: three babies all at the same time. I'm so lucky.

Trio: *hugs their Nainai*

Sisi: aww. So precious!

Meng Shi: how are you three?

Rusong: we're good. *kisses hand*

Xiaobao: Nainai, I came to play the guqin for you.

A-Die was teaching me.

Meng shi: aw waw! I would love to hear your music.

Xiaobao: *sits and rests the guqin on a table* but promise not to laugh at me.

Meng shi: why would I laugh at you. Everyone must start somewhere.

Do you want to hear what Yao'er and Song'er did when they were children?

5 year old Yao'er used to blow into the flute chaotically, waking everyone up the process.

He used to somehow climb off the bed and grab my flute.

Yao'er didn't dare touch the guqin because he thought that the strings would hurt his fingers.

When my jiejies come to our room, he would say, "it's not xiao Meng, I swear" everyone used to call him Xiao Meng.

Rusong: *cracking up* didn't know diedie could be so chaotic.

Jingyi: he went a long way.

Xiaobao: lol. He's so cute!

Meng Shi: Song'er around that age would try to play his A-Die's guqin. He would also turn into a fox and chew on the guqin's frame.

Rusong: *covers face* Nainai.

Jingyi: ahahahaha.

Meng Shi: Songsong chewed on everything imaginable, as a baby fox.

But it's cute.

Rusong: because it was fun!

Meng Shi: got that from Yao'er but worst. Yao'er used to only chew on my fan.

A-Bao, go ahead and play your guqin.

Xiaobao: ok! *begins*

Meng Shi: *enjoying the music, despite it sounding like a beginner's piece*

Xiaobao: *still shy*

Meng Shi: you're doing so well.

Xiaobao: thank you, Nainai!

Rusong: good joh.

Jingyi: well done.

And I don't want to be a music critic in front of Nainai.

Meng Shi: oh A-yi. I'm a goddess. I know already.

Rusong: can't hide anything from her.

Meng Shi: you three got to go have some fun out in the city. So here's some pocket money.

Maybe go have some lunch, a couple of drinks, buy something nice. Anything.

Jingyi: aww you're the best!

Rusong: we love you! Thanks Nainai.

Xiaobao: thanku Nainai.

Meng Shi: have fun babies, and buy something for your sisters.

Rusong: definitely.

Meng Shi: um, A-Bao. I forgot to ask.

*pours tea for him*

Xiaobao: what is it, Nainai?

Rusong: of course it's going to be about Huaien.

She did the same thing before asking if I had a girlfriend.

Meng Shi: ah, Songsong, don't tell him.

But you're correct. A-Bao, tell me about him. When are you two getting married?

I know A-Song has to get married first because he's the eldest, but I just want to know.

Xiaobao: well, Nainai. I was actually straight, and I thought that a disguised Huaien was a woman. But when I found out about his true identity, I realised that the feelings I had for him was still there.

Meng Shi: awwww. A cross dresser? I love them. They're so interesting. You know women used to dress as men, just to go out and do things a man would do.

But they don't need to do that, thanks to Ayao promoting gender equality.

Xiaobao: oh really??

Meng Shi: yep. One of my besties, Madam Lan had dressed up like a man and snuck into the brothel I was working in. Then that became a routine, and we became close friends.

Jingyi: Hanguang Jun's mom????????

Meng Shi: mhm. She's a lot like Lan Xichen, but resembles Lan zhan. Lan zhan acts like his dad but resembles his mom.

Anyways. Why was Huaien in a disguise?

Xiaobao: he had a tough life. His stepdad abused him, and used him to avenge his mom's death.

He's a really cruel person. Poor Huaien didn't even know what love was. I gave him loads of love, but he just pushed me away. I was determined to love and protect him.

Some events happened, and I got upset with him. But then he was the one who started loving and protecting me. We're happier and closer than before now.

Meng Shi: *emotional* aww, such a pure love story. You two are soulmates.

You have been through ups and downs, and loved each other unconditionally.

Look. I want you two to get married as soon as possible.

Xiaobao: we're actually planning to! Maybe after settling in the family some more.

Meng Shi: I see.

A-Song, when are you proposing to A-qing?

Rusong: *blushing* very soon. I'm waiting on a right time. But for my inauguration, I announced her as Furen so.

Meng Shi: ok baby. Don't rush.

Another adorable couple.

Jingyi: Nainai, all I have on again off again relationships.

Meng Shi: the right one will come. And I hope you're not a womanizer.

Jingyi: never. I treat everyone with respect.

Meng Shi: good. As expected of my grandson.

Go have fun, you three. A-bao, your guqin music is beautiful. Don't worry.

Xiaobao; I'll keep practicing.

*exits*

~~

Meng Shi: A-Si. I want to make another piece of cameo jewelry. You got any jewelers in mind?

Sisi: um....what about Zhang Zhiyue. He's really talented.

Meng Shi: great. I'll draw my design, and send it to him.

I want to make a sapphire bracelet with paintings of my grandchildren.

Sisi: aww.

Meng Shi: they're my happiness. And Yao'er is my life of course.

Sisi: that's an adorable idea. I'll contact them for you.

[epickiya722]

Let's spread more positivity in the fandom!

How about a little love letter to both JJK & BNHA? Now that both series have ended, what are your top 5 (or top 3) favorite moments from each series? Who are your top 5 (or top 3) favorite characters each from both series? What made you love BNHA & JJK, and made them special to you?

Also, thank you so much to both Horikoshi and Gege for your hard works! BNHA & JJK have inspired a lot of people (especially to fanfics writers and fanarts artists)....

Spoilers ahead for anyone who haven't read MHA and JJK all the way!

Funny story, both JJK & BNHA have renewed my love for Yu-Gi-Oh somehow. Definitely both kept me entertained over the years and I now have other favorite characters I absolutely adore on my list.

Said characters are ever changing since both series have quite a bit I like, but definitely for the top number 1 spots are Midoriya, Miruko and Itadori.

From BNHA, other characters I like Burnin (she has the agency now, I said so), Rock Lock (thank you for surviving, now he can be best husband and dad) and I have to say Mama Inko. Without her, there wouldn't be Midoriya.

For JJK, Takako Uro quickly jumped up there. Choso, forever best big brother. Ryomen Sukuna came out with nails slayed and tattoos out and I was like "yeah, you're a favorite now". And oooh... I don't care I also saying Fushiguro, Miwa and Inumaki. All three of them do things because they have people they care about and I admire that.

Favorite scenes... I have so many!!

Okay, off rip, any of the Midoriya, Miruko and Itadori fight scenes are some of my favorites. Actually, just any scenes they have in general.

I want to know who made the decision to have Miruko's episode and the scene Midoriya uses Float for the first time have the same badass song play because I am forever grateful for that.

Got to say that that one of my favorite BNHA episodes is the dorm room episode. I loved seeing the kids just bonding like that and being silly.

Have to thank Betten Court and the team for Vigilantes because another one of my favorite moments is in there (manga is worth the read). Miruko (at the time Tiger Bunny, she was a teen) had to team up with Rappa (yes, that Rappa) and O'Clock to take down some bad guys and their back and forth was so funny to me. There's even a scene when All Might finally arrives and Miruko didn't even bat a lash. She was just like "you're late".

Another moment for me has to be the flashbacks for All For One and Yoichi that we get during the Final War Arc. Gave me more insight to where the characters came from and how they came to be.

For JJK...

I just rewatched this scene (with a family member) and I couldn't help but smile at the scene between Fushiguro, Kugisaki and Itadori when they're eating pizza in Fushiguro's room. That scene is just so wholesome and honestly? That trio has a lot of good moments. Definitely became my favorite trio in recent times.

The Culling Games, I have to go say Fushiguro was one of the stars of that arc. My favorite scene has to him going all out during his fight against Reggie. One tidbit from that that makes me laugh is when he goes "I'm running away" and flies off with Nue. Fushiguro looks serious, but he is very funny.

And I have to say all of chapter 265 is a winning chapter for me. I know people chalked it up as some "yap session", but seeing the back and forth between Sukuna and Itadori (after they went rounds throwing and punching each other) was like a change of mood I like but at the same time, there was just this eeriness that came from Itadori despite all his silly shenanigans that kept me on edge. Funny enough, it was another one of those times that he reminded me of Kenjaku. I feel like I have a lot more I can say about that chapter.

Speaking of, another scene I really like has to be the first face to face meeting with Kenjaku and Itadori. Mappa creative team delivered with the music and animation and shoutout to the VAs for their performances there.

[duckiemimi]

i think the core reason why non sorcerers shouldnt know about jujutsu is like geto once said: for their peace of mind. thats why they put up curtains etc etc. jujutsu exists almost entirely as a means to exorcise curses i think if people knew about jujutsu and curses itd bring a lot of anxiety into their lives. do nt know if this can really relate to ur question but remember the scene where nanami goes into a bakery and helps get rid of the curse on the girls shoulder? at first he shows himsepf a little apprehensive to exorcise it because hes afraid to scare her or that shed think hes a creep. so maybe thats another reason? vulgar humans would maybe be creeped out by the fact theres people out there who are different than them and have this special powers. also maybe its put sorcerers in danger? if you bring this perspective into the real world it kind of makes sense, remember when people were burning girls the sole reason being they thought these girls were weird and were accused of being witches? salem for eg. people are afraid of what they don’t understand. this is my perspective of it.

that comparison to the salem witch trials and witch trials in general—ur so right!! sorcerer and witch and shaman are almost all synonymous!! (though i guess depending on culture context, the connotations can be either positive or negative).

yea, i totally get that! and i know geto’s already mentioned it in season 2, too, but i can’t help but feel that the stated reason is insufficient because if non-sorcerers knew about jujutsu, then they (non-sorcerers and sorcerers) can form a somewhat symbiotic relationship, where non-sorcerers can keep each other in check and look out for each other to prevent big, big, big emotions from spawning into curses and as for the ones that do spawn into curses, the sorcerers can take care of that! in exchange, non-sorcerers could…do something for sorcerers (idk, like i’m still fleshing this whole reciprocal relationship out 😭).

but! nevertheless, i imagine involving the people they’re supposed to protect into jujutsu (at least, having them know of its existence) could help a lot! and if jujutsu is a long-standing system, they could’ve done this ages ago! which brings me to my next theory; perhaps at one point in time (maybe around sukuna’s era or even before that), people knew of the existence of jujutsu, but something happened and now secrecy is a rule! idk, but i’d love to know more about the history of jujutsu society!

but let’s talk rules for a second: the memorandum where this rule is in (the rule being article 8 of the memorandum of duty of jujutsu sorcerers) was created by the big three clans for all sorcerers to abide by. since family politic is such a big theme in jjk, i wouldn’t be surprised if they (the big three) created a rule like that (and other rules pertaining hierarchy, chain of commands, punishments, etc.) to set the status quo and make sure they stay in power.

and since two of the clans aren’t in power anymore (the zenin clan being nonexistent and the kamo clan losing their head, hehe), that would leave only the gojo clan. gojo wants the current system to topple over, so i’m curious to see how a new system will be implemented!! what’s a post-hierarchical jujutsu world gonna look like? how is it gonna work? i’m excited to see gege explore this concept, a realization of allies!!

anyway, sorry for the long-winded ramble and thank u for ur insight!! i’m glad they’re using the anime to add more info so everything ties in together cohesively!!

[honney-pies]

Ma Cherie ❤︎

Chapter iv: Bona fide

Pairing: Inuokku/ F! Reader

Summary: Sometimes it’s hard to bare the genuine, real parts of your soul, but the more you do, the easier it can be.

Content Warning: major character death, slight gore, ya girl really tried to be descriptive during a fight scene, use of blades, stabbing, ripping limbs off, etc., gay people, (y/n) having sad thoughts about life and people who have died, no-no words, spoilers for jjk season two, and jjk0, lmk if I’ve missed anything and I’ll add it!

Length: 5.5k

A/n: so this chapter mainly evolves around kanae and the tail end of jjk 0. I know it’s a lot shorter than the previous chapter, but their wasn’t a lot left to write lol. I wanted to end it on a happier note cause i need some fluff after the leaks cause wtf gege???? How could you do this to me???? And finally seeing Gojo’s episode in Shibuya (I won’t go into detail cause it only came out two days ago, but you know the one) has devastated me to my core and has left me in shambles. Also it has come to my attention that I’ve been spelling Yuta’s name wrong this whole time so I’m sorry. 😭Anyway, please enjoy!

Ma Cherie Master list

Bona Fide -genuine, real, to be in good faith

─── ⋆⋅ December 2017 ⋅�� ── 

When (Y/n) wakes up, she’s in a tangled mess of her lover, and future lover’s, limbs. She opened her eyes to see Satoru standing above her, bandages off as he smiles down at her. 

“C’mon, let’s get breakfast. Megumi-chan is waiting for us at the front,” he whispers. She reaches up and grasps his hand, but the boys’ arms are wrapped tightly around her. She huffs, but she still smiles.

“Gimme a sec, Toru-nii.” He looks down at the girl, a knowing smile on his lips before quietly leaving the room. (Y/n) continues to struggle as she tries to make her way out of the mess of bodies. However, neither boy lets her leave, their arms pulling her closer to their bodies. 

‘Shit, this is really nice.’

 “Toge, Yuta, I need to leave,” she whispers softly. Yuta grumbles before scooting closer to her. (Y/n) feels slightly annoyed at her family for making her leave such a cozy place, but she still knew Satoru wouldn’t have gotten her up if he didn’t need to be near her for his own peace of mind. 

When she finally made her way from her bed, she got to see Yuta and Inumaki tangle themselves together, she snapped a couple photos, some on her first phone where she held the people she cares about the most, on her current phone, and a polaroid. After Suguru left (Y/n) made it a point to take as many pictures as possible, in order to keep as many memories alive as possible.

‘ 12/20/17 - first sleepover together’  (Y/n) smiles softly as she wrote, before getting dressed and slipping out the door. She quickly made her way to the front of the school, spotting her little brother and her dad bickering.

“She doesn’t have two boyfriends, Gojo.”

“She does, Megumi, you need to get over it.” Megumi looks over and spots his older sister and begins walking over to her.

“Do you have two boyfriends, nee-san?” She shakes her head and laughs at Megumi’s victorious ‘ha.’

“No, but we’re slowly getting there.” Megumi whips his head around so fast, (Y/n) nearly got whiplash. 

“What?” She laughs again and reaches up and messes up his hair. He grumbles and swats at her hands. 

“How did you get two boyfriends before I even got one?” She smirks at the boy.

“I’m awesome, have an amazing personality, and I’m hot. Who wouldn’t want me, ‘gumi?” He groans and shoves her away. 

“Where do you want to go for breakfast, Megumi-chan?”  Megumi looks at Satoru and thinks before shrugging his shoulders. The three of them wander around before finding a small place to eat. It has been a couple weeks since they all went out and Megumi talks about the latest documentary he watched before getting up and going to the bathroom. Satoru uses this opportunity to turn to (Y/n).

“I don’t want you in Tokyo.” (Y/n) looks up at him, confused. 

“Chances are Suguru will be in Tokyo, I don’t want you seeing him like that. I’ve already made arrangements for Utahime to watch over you in Kyoto.” (Y/n) watches her dad’s face closely and notices a slight twitch. 

“You’re… you’re gonna kill him, aren’t you?” Satoru looks up at the ceiling, letting out a heavy sigh. He reaches out and grabs her hand, holding it tightly. 

“I don’t have a choice anymore, (Y/n). He’s… he’s hurt too many people, killed too many people. I’ve spent so many years waiting around for him to come back, but you and I both know he won’t. I don’t want you to see that.” (Y/n) frowns at him before kicking his shin to make him look at her.

“I have the right to see him. I have the right to say goodbye. No, I don’t want to see him die, but I at least want to be there to make sure he goes with the people he loves. I’ll go to Kyoto, but I’m going to be there to say bye. No one will take that away from me.” Satoru sighs loudly before nodding his head.

“Fine, but I still don’t think you should.” 

“I know, but I want to.” Megumi comes back to the booth and quickly notices the tense atmosphere. When he goes to question it, (Y/n) shakes her head.

“What do you want for your birthday ‘gumi?” He looks thoughtful for a moment before stating he wants more books. (Y/n) smiles and tells him she’ll make sure to get him some. 

“What do you want nee-san?” She ‘hmm’s before smiling brightly.

“Toru-nii to not give homework!” Satoru looks extremely offended at the very thoughtt.

“I never assign homework in general!” 

“Oh right, uh, well… I guess I don’t really know what I want.” Megumi groans in response. You see, (Y/n) has a lot of things she wants, but she chooses not to say what it is. It’s infuriating and it ends with Satoru closing down a mall and letting her run wild. Some may think that’s an unwise choice financially speaking, but it’s not as bad as when he let her get whatever she wanted from a book store. Now that was a taxing trip. 

Satoru makes sure to get them things on Christmas and on their birthdays and the two get spoiled endlessly, unfortunately some habits are a little tougher to break when it comes to asking for what you want or need. 

While the family began the walk back to school. Megumi was a little more talkative than normal, not that anyone was complaining. It was really nice to hear him be that free when it came to spending time with them, especially since he’s been extra quiet since Tsumiki was not an active member of the family for the time being.

When they were younger, Megumi had a harder time adjusting than Tsumiki. The two girls were close in age and got along rather easily. However, it took years for Megumi to open up and shortly before Tsumiki was cursed did he begin to call (Y/n) his older sister. 

─── ⋆⋅ March 2016 ⋅⋆ ─── 

Tsumiki and (Y/n) were both walking around their middle school to go bother, to check on Megumi. Before they could turn down the second year hall, some boys blocked the hall and began to get in their faces. 

“Wow look at this, some pretty girls came to say hello.”

“Wanna go out with me?” 

“I bet she’s a freak, the quiet ones always are.” The two girls have had to deal with these comments for years, but that didn’t mean they would tolerate it. 

“The fact you think you even have a chance with either of us makes me sick. Move.” The boys still didn’t budge.

“Oh~ I love them feisty! Keeps me interested.” (Y/n) then made her way in front of Tsumiki.

“I’m not asking, move.” One of them scoffed at her, rolling his eyes, “Or what?” (Y/n) went to shove her way past them, and maybe break their micropenis’, with Tsumiki, but before she could, the guy’s face was smashed into the wall with a very angry boy behind him. 

“Do you not have basic manners? When someone says no, or implies no, it means no. Go back to kindergarten if you’ve forgotten. And don’t you ever go near my sisters again, if you do I’ll tear you to shreds.” The three boys ran off, clearly embarrassed, as one of their noses bled. 

“Aw, ‘gumi!” The dark haired boy turned around. 

“What?” (Y/n) and Tsumiki giggled quietly.

“Megumi, you called us your sisters.” The poor boy turned red, becoming uncharacteristically shy. He quickly turned around, making his way back to class to finish his after school necessities. 

“Ya hear that Tsumi? I’ve officially become an older sister!” Tsumiki smiled.

“He’s thought of you as his sister for a while now.” (Y/n) hummed.

“I know, he’s been acting like I am. It just feels different now that he’s actually said it.” The two continued their walk to Megumi’s classroom, Tsumiki listening as (Y/n) told her all the latest gossip. 

─── ⋆⋅ December 2017 ⋅⋆ ─── 

(Y/n) and Satoru had just dropped Megumi off at home and are now making their way back to the school when (Y/n) grabs Satoru’s hand with her own, swinging it gently.

“Hey dad?” Satoru’s hand twitches slightly by his side as he turns his head towards her, letting out a small hum in acknowledgment.

“You know that I’ve pretty much always thought of you as my dad right? ‘Gumi does too.” Satoru smiles softly at her, giving her hand a small squeeze.

“I know. I’ve always thought of you as my kid… Megumi-chan and Tsumiki-chan too, but you’ll always be my first.” (Y/n) smiles widely before pulling Satoru into a hug. He chuckles and wraps his arms around her.

“Thank you for taking me in when you didn’t need to. When you get gross and old I’ll do the same for you.” Satoru gently shoves her away, gasping loudly. 

“How dare you? I’m never getting gross, I’ll be this hot forever!” The two laugh as they walk around in search of a good sweet shop, plans of returning long forgotten with the amazing, stunning, magnificent idea of eating junk food and gossiping. Although neither one really had anything to talk about, so they decided to make fun of the people walking by them when they pass a sunglasses shop. 

“No! You can’t come with me, that defeats the point of me getting anything! Wait, don't go yet, gimme your card first.” 

While (Y/n) walks around the shop she finds a nice pair of blackout sunglasses, rectangle purple frames she thinks would look good on Maki. As she made her way to the cashier, she notices an… interesting pair of sunglasses that she just knew she had to get.

‘If I don’t get them, the world just might end.’ (Y/n) grins so brightly as she walks out, Satoru just grabs the bags and doesn't try to peek at what was inside them. 

‘I’m such a great father.’ 

The two finally made the trek back to the school, deciding not to teleport in order to spend as much time together even though (Y/n) regretted that decision immensely about ten minutes into the walk. 

“Toru-nii, carry me,” she said, drawing out the ‘e’. 

“Nope.” (Y/n) groans loudly before pulling out her phone.

“Who’re you texting?” She positions her screen away from Satoru.

“No one.” Satoru then felt a buzz in his pocket.

‘Incoming call from Muscle Man’

“Ah, hel-”

“Satoru! Stop abusing the child! God Damn!” That was all that was said before Yaga promptly hung up. When Satoru looks over, (Y/n)’s trying her best to hold in her laughter before Satoru picks her up and begins to carry her. 

“I feel like I’m five again.” 

“You sure as hell don’t feel like it.” (Y/n) smacks him in the head. When (Y/n) and Satoru were younger, Satoru made a promise to himself that he wouldn’t use infinity when he was around her. Of course there are exceptions to this, like if they’re on a mission, or something like that. About fifteen minutes later (Y/n) got down and continues walking, although she nearly fell over when Satoru tried to jump on her back. 

“Satoru, no!”

“Satoru, yes!” 

(Y/n), for a short period of time at least, felt as if she was a normal teenager. That’s something Satoru has always worked hard to do for all his kids, students and family alike. 

“It’s unforgivable to steal the youth away from kids.” 

(Y/n) has always appreciated that about him. When they finally made it back, Nanami was waiting for them at the front of the school. The poor man had been sent to make sure Satoru attends more meetings. (Y/n) had been “trained” to start and prolong conversions for as long as possible if this were to happen.

“Hi, Nanamin! How are you today?” Nanami, who had only recently come back into (Y/n)’s life after years of trying to distance himself, has always had a sweet spot for the young girl. 

“I’m fine, how are you (Y/n)-kun?” (Y/n) then pointed at Satoru, who had somehow managed to carry an obscene amount of bags the whole way home.

“I went shopping and we found this really cute place for lunch. Are there more meetings you guys need to go to?” Nanami shook his head.

“Only Gojo-san. I’m done for the day.” Satoru groans before handing the bags to Nanami, telling him not to break anything. Satoru ruffles (Y/n)’s hair and drags his feet to the campus. 

“I hear you might be getting another boyfriend soon, the Okkotsu boy.” He watches as her cheeks turn a light shade of pink, letting him know that this was indeed the case. (Y/n) quickly turned on her heel and began speed walking to her dorm room. Nanami sighed and started to walk. He, the tall fucker he is, only had to speed up ever so slightly to keep up with her. 

“(Y/n), how are you doing?” Nanami once again watches in the corner of her eyes as she deflates. (Y/n) looks up at the sky. Seeing (Y/n) act like this made him remember how much, how long, Satoru’s raised her. The two are incredibly similar when it comes to their mannerisms, attitude, and ideology, but none of these similarities make them any less their own person.

“Do… Do you think that things would be for the better if ‘bara didn’t die? I mean I know they would, but just how different? Would you be happy? Would Toru-nii and Sugu-nii be happy? Would I be happy? Don’t get me wrong, I am, but it’s different. Seeing him again, after so many years hurt. I can only imagine what it was like for others, for Toru.” Nanami knew where the girl was coming from. He had seen how Suguru broke when Haibara died. He had seen the way he broke himself. 

Haibara was Nanami’s first love, and he thinks he’ll be his last as well. He remembered the feeling of his heart breaking, the feeling of his limp body, becoming a lifeless one in his arms. After his death, Nanami refused to go on missions, finished his education, and left the shaman world. He remembers the solemn look on (Y/n)’s face, even at the age of eight she understood why the recent graduate needed to leave. The two didn’t keep in touch all that well, Nanami only picking her up from school on the rare occasion Satoru couldn’t. Not too long ago Nanami had joined the shaman world again, and (Y/n) had welcomed him with open arms just as she had when she found out of Haibara’s death. 

Nanami can only imagine how many people she’s offered her comfort to after the death of a loved one, and he feels guilty for making her go through it continuously even though he’s not the direct cause. 

When the two finally reach her room, they hear soft voices on the other side.

“Do you know when she’ll be back?” 

“I know, I know, but I still feel like she might need or want some hugs or something!” Nanami, again, watches (Y/n) smile softly. Before she could open the door, Nanami quietly set down the bags and wrapped his arms around the girl. He may not see her as a daughter, or a sister, but he still cares quite deeply for (Y/n). 

“I’m sorry,” he whispers softly. She digs her hands into his blazer and lets out a shaky breath. 

“I’m sorry, too.” The two stay like that for a minute before separating. Nanami picks up the bags and (Y/n) opens the door to see the two boys wrapped up beneath her sheets, cuddling. She smiles brightly before flopping herself on the bed, stretching out. Nanami sets down the bags in the corner of her room.

“Thanks, Nanamin!” Nanami nods his head, gives the boys a once over, and closes the door behind him. He pulls out his phone, sending Satouru a text letting him know she’s safe in her room. 

(Y/n) feels a slight nudge on her hip and she looks up to see Inumaki casting a glance at Yuta. The poor boy’s face took on a bright shade of pink. (Y/n) smiles before crawling up to the top of her bed, settling down behind him. 

“Aw, Yuta! Are you embarrassed?” The boy vehemently shakes his head before looking at her.

“Oh, are you shy?” He nods his head slowly. (Y/n) snuggles a little closer and wraps one arm around Yuta, playing with Inumaki’s fingers. 

“That was Nanami. He used to go to school here, I guess he was also my babysitter.” Yuta lets out a soft ‘oh’. 

“Are you both not shy,” he prods gently. Inumaki shakes his head, before resting it on Yuta’s shoulder. 

“No, we’re not. You could say the two of us are used to people constantly barging in. Toru-nii and ‘gumi still do it all the time. It’s super annoying when we’re watching a movie or something.” Yuta nods his head, resting it gently atop Inumaki’s. 

The three spent the rest of the night like that, cuddling and enjoying one another’s company until the sun came up and they could no longer ignore the impending events that would forever change the world as they knew it. 

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December 24, 2017 - the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons - the death of Geto Suguru

(Y/n) wakes that day with no one beside her, leaving her bed feeling empty and cold. She spent the night agonizing over every little thing, preparing herself for the loss of shaman that would be bound to come later in the day. 

When it came time to go to Kyoto, (Y/n) said her goodbye’s to everyone, not knowing if she would see them when morning came. Satoru accompanied her all the way to Kyoto, not wanting her to be lonely. The two spend the car ride in relative silence, not knowing what to say to make the other feel better. 

Ijichi comes to a halt after some time, signaling that they have arrived. Satoru got out of the car first, opening the door for (Y/n). Stepping out, she could see most of the Kyoto school waiting on the other side, slightly unnerving her, but she ignored it. As she surveys the crowd, (Y/n) sees plenty of familiar faces, all somber, looking at the both of them with pity. Very few people in the shaman world didn’t know of the tragic story of their small family. Utahime was the first person who stepped forward, greeting the girl. The rest begin to follow shortly. 

After the teachers had a small discussion to the side, far enough out of earshot, Satoru decides it’s time to take his leave. (Y/n) gives him a small hug before he goes.

“You’ll come get me right?” 

“I promised, didn’t I? Be safe.”

“You too.” Noritoshi rests a small, light touch on her shoulder as she watches as his car becomes nothing more than a speck on the horizon. (Y/n) sighs softly before smiles brightly, a fake one that doesn’t reach her eyes, not by a long shot, and begins to make her way to the school. 

“All right, let's get this shit show over with.”

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The students were in charge of clearing out the curses as much as possible and containing them to their designated area, which resulted in them being in the semi front lines. Foolish, I know, but unfortunately Gege is a sadist. 

Noritoshi has never seen (Y/n) fight a curse before, and he’s frankly a little frightened by his little sister. She has a malice dripping grin on her face, several cuts bleeding profusely, and a rusty kitchen knife defying the laws of physics. 

He watches as she accidentally drops the knife while a curse runs towards her, mumbling a small ‘fuck,’ before twisting her body so her right side’s facing it. He watches in fascination and mild disgust when she moves efficiently, shoving her right foot near its feet, jamming her right side into its chest area, grabbing its limb, and rips the limb from its body. (Y/n) then quickly maneuvers her body to shove the limb down its mouth with so much force, the back of the head is left with a gaping hole. 

“Now that’s a pretty extreme take on fisting, if I do say so myself.” Noritoshi doesn’t know how she can continue to make jokes at a time like this, much less where the energy comes from, but if he has to guess he’d say it was from Satoru. (Y/n) rushes over to her knife and picks it up, but not before another hoard of curses charge towards her. 

She makes quick work of them, jumping up and landing on a curse. (Y/n) uses that moment of confusion to dig her knife into one’s face and drag it out the side of its face. She uses the curse as a stepping stone to make her way onto the back of the next one. (Y/n) takes her left hand to jam the knife in the right side of its neck, yanking it through the left. The next one gets a little too close for comfort, right when Noritoshi was going to shoot an arrow, he sees the knife leave her hand and quickly shoot itself through the chest of the curse. The knife was covered in blood, (Y/n)’s and curses alike. It continues in its conquest to protect its wielder while (Y/n) grabs the head of another and forces it clean off of the rest of its body. However, she doesn’t drop the head, she swings her arm to backhand the curse coming up from behind. The curse doesn’t go flying, but it does stagger a couple steps back, far enough away that (Y/n) grabs hold of her knife, ramming it in its legs. She drives the blade through the curse’s limbs. Her face has a little splatter of its blood. (Y/n) reaches up and wipes it away with her thumb. 

“Gross.”

He watches her closely, not quite able to shake the dread of something potentially happening to the girl. He watches as she moves precisely and lodges the blade into the creature's eye, killing it, before throwing the knife, which scares the daylights out of him when it whizzes right past his head, and into a curse getting too close to Nishimiya's broom. She makes a slight pulling motion with her hand, causing the weapon to return to her. 

He watches as she throws herself in front of Mai, effectively blocking an attack. He watches as she practically flies from curse to curse, annihilating everything in her way. Again, it terrifies him to see a usually collected and care free girl attack so gracefully and primal all at once. 

(Y/n) feels something grabbing at her leg and sees it’s a curse. Before she could even take the time to angle herself in a harmful manner, Miwa slices through the limb. (Y/n) smiles at the girl, voicing a breathless ‘thanks,’ before continuing to move. Noritoshi sighs softly and makes his way to his next target. 

Some time later when the battle is almost over, he sees a trail of carnage, (Y/n) at the front, leading the destruction. He knows she can hold her own, hell he’s seen it with his own eyes and (Y/n) is in the process of evaluation to become a grade one shaman after all, but he’s still surprised at how powerful she is when she doesn’t put herself unnecessarily in harm's way. Though he thinks that maybe that makes her even more powerful at times.

“You’re a force to be reckoned with, aren’t you?” (Y/n) looks over her shoulder, giving him a tired smile. 

“Red Velvet is having a Christmas special tonight, I’m not going to miss it.” Noritoshi groans as Todo makes a sound of approval. 

“Takada-chan is too.” (Y/n) nods her head.

“See, even the jackass gets it!” This time, Noritoshi isn’t the only one that groans.

————— 

When the battle finally reaches its conclusion, everyone is extremely tired and sits on a curb, trying to get any ounce of rest possible before they’re undoubtedly drawn into another fight. A small blue speck begins to grow in front of them, and they all quickly rise to their feet, prepared to fight once again. However, none other than Satoru Gojo appears. His bandages are around his neck. Satoru does a quick once over of all the students before looking at (Y/n).

“C’mon, it’s time to say our goodbyes.” She bows slightly to the others, thanking them for their help, before joining her dad’s side, disappearing from view.

“Okay… is it just me, or does she kind of seem inhuman when she fights, like an animal? Also why are his eyes so bright?” The children let out a small laugh at Mai’s comment and begin the walk to the rest of the shaman. 

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There’s a weird sense of deja vu when (Y/n) steps back into the school grounds. She sees a figure, fatally injured, making their way to them. Even with all the blood, (Y/n) can tell it’s her brother. He looks up at the two as he slides down the wall, not surprised by their arrival. 

“You’re late, Satoru.”  Without glancing at the man, (Y/n) knows he has a desolate expression, a pained smile gracing Sugurus face.

“To think you both would be the ones here at my end. Is my family safe?” (Y/n)’s heart hurts hearing those words, but her heart aches at the sight of her brother grasping an arm that is no longer there. 

“Every last one of them managed to escape. The ones in Kyoto were under your orders, too, right?” Suguru turns his head away from the two, resting his head against the cool bricks.

“Yeah,” his voice laced with pain, “Unlike you I’m a kind man.” (Y/n) huffs out a small laugh, tears forming on her waterline. Satoru stays motionless, no emotions on his face. 

“You sent those two assuming that I’d defeat them, didn’t you? To set Okkotsu off.” (Y/n) sends a questioning glance at Satoru, who wouldn’t take his eyes off of his lover. Even after all this time apart, (Y/n) knew of very few words to describe the two other than that. 

“I trusted you,” those simple words broke something in her. She’s seen first hand the love the two held, hold, for one another, “ Trusted that a man as principled as you wouldn’t kill off young shamans without a reason.” Another smile creeps its way up Suguru’s lips.

“Trust, huh? I didn’t think I still had any of that left.” He says it more to himself than anything. Suguru releases his shoulder for a second to throw a card at Satoru, but quickly grabs it once again. (Y/n) quickly glances at the card and sees Yuta’s name. 

“Was the elementary school your doing, too?” (Y/n) looks at Suguru, a smile still present. 

“Yeah.” 

“I can’t believe you,” Satoru whispers, “ Do you have any last words?” (Y/n)’s breath hitches and she quickly makes her way over to Suguru, sitting on his right side, placing a land on top of his. He looks at the hand, noticing a few familiar beads. 

“I see you’re wearing my old bracelet, it suits you.” (Y/n)’s lower lip wobbles, three words dancing on her tongue, but fear of what might happen prevents her from saying them. Suguru moves his head to look at Satoru. 

“No matter what anyone says, I hate those monkeys,” his grip tightening on his arm, or lack thereof, “But I never held any hatred for those in Jujutsu High. I just couldn’t wear a heartfelt smile in this world.”  Satoru takes a few steps forward, squatting down in front of them.

“Suguru,” the said man rolls his head to look at his other half, no energy in his movements anymore, “we’ll meet again.” Suguru’s eyes widen before he lets out a soft laugh, his soft laugh. 

“At least hit me with some curses at my end.” (Y/n)’s tears freely stream down her face, but she still keeps her mouth closed.  She whispers a barely audible, ‘I love you, Sugu-nii’ and gives him a hug, which he returns, before standing up and taking her place at Satoru’s side. She closes her eyes, not wanting to see his death, and hears the sound of flesh tearing. No heartbeat coming from his body. She makes a fist in Satoru’s jacket, scared that if she were to open her eyes, he would not be there. Satoru places a hand on her head, bringing his little girl into a hug. (Y/n) couldn’t breathe without sobs racking her body. She feels his hand on her arms, along a tear in her uniform where she had gotten hurt, warmth spreading across her arm. He guides her away from Suguru’s corpse. 

Rubble surrounding a body, slowly decaying, blood gushing everywhere, staining everything it touches, a last desperate plea of I love you,’ life fading from a brother, but this time, they’re not going to come back like before. 

Or will he?

When (Y/n) finally has the strength to open her eyes, Satoru still keeps an arm around her shoulders. No words are exchanged between the two, but none are needed. She rubs her eyes until they’re raw. The dad and daughter make their way to the others, seeing Rika turn into her human form. An adorable little girl, really. 

Satoru removes his arm from (Y/n) and claps, (Y/n), not knowing what was going on, just claps along with him. 

“Congratulations! You managed to break the curse.” The four first years look confused.

“Who are you?” (Y/n) chuckles softly, Satoru deadpans.

“Your good looking teacher, Gojo Satoru. I thought the theory Yuta came up with sounded Interesting, so I requested an investigation into their families. The investigation of Rita’s was finished quite a long time ago, but Yuta’s was full of holes at best. So then it came to light. You’re the descendant of Sugawara Michizane! That makes us super, super, super distant relatives!” (Y/n) gasps, amazed, and laughs at Satoru’s pose.

“Woah, no way!” Yuta looks confused. 

“Uh, who?” Satoru is now dancing.

“One of Japan’s three great apparitions!” Satoru is still dancing. “He’s a super big shot shaman.” (Y/n) slightly jabs her elbow into Satoru’s ribs. 

“You were right, Yuta. Rika didn’t place a curse on you. You placed a curse on Rika. Now the one who placed the curse has canceled the bond. So long as the one who was cursed doesn’t seek any penalty, it’s fully broken now. Of course, that much is obvious after seeing her in that form.” Yuta falls to the ground, tears flowing onto the cracked cement beneath him. (Y/n), while wanting to comfort the boy, stays in place, knowing how overwhelming it can be to have people surround you when you need space to breathe. 

“It was all my fault, wasn’t it? I turned you into that form, I hurt all those people, and I nearly caused everyone to die when Geto came after me!” (Y/n) feels Satoru tense at her side, she does too. Even after all this time it still catches her off guard when people mention her brother and speak of him like that. Even if they’re mostly correct. Yuta’s hands dig themselves into his hair.

“It’s all… It’s all my…” (Y/n) watches as Rika makes her way in front of Yuta. She hugs him tightly. “Yuta, thank you… for giving me more time and letting me stay by your side. These past six years, I’ve been happier than I ever was while alive.” Yuta continues to cry, only looking up when Rika lets go and stands up. She backs away from him.

“Bye-bye. Take care. And don’t come over here too soon, okay?” Everyone watches as she fades away, officially beginning to rest.

“Woah… I didn’t know death could be that sparkly or…bubbly,” (Y/n) whispers. Satoru snorts quietly. 

——————

Everyone’s standing at the school entrance, waiting for Yuta to show up. 

“Did you really call Rika’s death bubbly?” (Y/n) sighs exasperatedly.

“She literally turned into bubbles, like that one witch from the wizard of oz! How else do I describe it? There was glitter in the air.” Inumaki chuckles, holding (Y/n)’s hand. The two girls continue their small argument, even though everyone knows Maki laughed when hearing the comment. 

In the distance, they could see Yuta and Satoru walking over to them.

“Come on, Yuta! How long are you gonna keep us waiting? Let’s go!” Yuta makes his way over, standing shoulder to shoulder with (Y/n).

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A new chapter of their lives would begin that day. (Y/n) would struggle with the loss of her brother and all the emotions that come with it. Yuta would struggle with accepting the love he deserves, but the three of them would learn together. Inumaki, (Y/n), and Yuta would slowly start dating and live happily ever after. Well… at least until the entirety of the Shibuya arc gets animated because your darling author doesn’t want to spoil anyone before then, seeing as she deeply regrets reading the manga after seeing season one of the show. 

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Thank you so much for reading! The next chapter, ‘purple Lilac blooms,’ will be a 5+1 fic. It should be posted next Saturday 9/30. As always, there is an oc version on my blog and this can be found on ao3. See you later, honney bears!

-honney

[voxofthevoid]

Hey Vox! Werewolf anon here and glad to hear you're doing good! Or maybe feeling spiteful? I saw your poll and I can't wrap my brain around people who still do top/bottom discourse. Maybe Yuuji needs to go on a marathon and top all three choices?

As for me, I'm glad to see Yuuji kicking ass. And he's definitely giving me the Ichigo vibe with all the convoluted family connections and power legacies lol. He's a human! He's a vessel! He's a cursed painting-ish? What's next???

And that tiny Gojou crumb we got. Seriously it's sad how even those few panels make me happy. Then I see Nanami's weapon being used and ugh my Nanami sadness hits again. Fuck you Gege for killing them. 😭

And ahhhhh you want some updates on my werewolf namesake situation. Well since the last time I mentioned my foray into monsterfucking porn to my non fandom friend, I've also told her about the existence of a/b/o which went as well as you might expect...as in total confusion. She didn't initially understand the link between a/b/o and werewolves but then I had to go full blown fanlore explanations of werewolf fanfics and the whole knotting business and omegaverse and yeahhhhh. I think I might have added to the confusion when I mentioned that it's still mostly a sandbox and each author can kinda pick and choose whatever the fuck parameters they want. Gods...I haven't even mentioned the mpreg yet. Pray for me.

As for the knot dildo...I did briefly look into the inflatable ones but I got a bit intimidated. I decided I didn't want to end up as a Buzzfeed headline by accidentally rupturing an organ or something so instead I researched non-inflatable ones. Because unlike the Bucky in your fics, I do not have a black hole as a body part. I eventually saw a mold I liked and ordered the smallest one JUST IN CASE and uh...

I think you've ruined me, Vox. Because I don't think I can go back to normal dildos anymore. Even this smaller one (Let's call it Steve kun. Pre-serum Steve kun) definitely hit a lot different and better lol. Am I possibly also maybe kinda sorta admitting I re-read your Stucky werewolf fic before I gave the new toy a test run? I mean...I'm certainly not denying it. 😉

I think I'm going to try the next size up. I can name that one Rogers san, like a post serum Steve. Then maybe try the next bigger size and call it Nomad sama? Just keep ranking my knotted dildos based on the Steve Rogers DILF scale but adding Japanese honorifics because I'm unhinged.

Hopefully this wasn't TMI for you. If it was, you can just delete this ask lol. But I get the feeling you'd be cackling over one of your readers using your fics as sex toy shopping/orgasm inspiration. Thank you for writing and please keep feeding us the good stuff. 🤎

Tbh, I’ve been running on spite in this fandom since I posted the first chapter of little lamb to the slaughter and received a comment within 24 hours bitching about top!Yuuji. The spite levels keep rising because people keep clowning. I, too, would like to know why we have top–bottom discourse in the year of our lord 2024. But it’s fine, spite just makes me more productive! And don’t tempt me—I’d actually scrapped an idea featuring Yuuji topping ten men in a continuous narrative, and shit like this makes me want to revive it.

Yuuji’s family tree continues to fascinate me. I’ve been heart-eyed about the whole thing ever since Kenjaku was revealed to be his mum, but the new reveal about Jin and Sukuna has got me howling. Then they added the part about the finger being sealed in him at birth. No wonder Kenjaku sounded so fascinated with Yuuji at Shibuya—sure wish they lived to see what he’ll become.

I’m with you on licking up the Gojou crumbs 🤝 The Nanami crumbs too—still not over Yuuji thinking of him when Higuruma died.

You’re opening your friend’s third eye with a knotted crowbar. I approve! I’m also laughing my ass off. YOU HAVEN’T EVEN STARTED ON THE MPREG. That’ll be fun, especially on the heels of “here’s a highly flexible alternative universe based on disproved wolf behavioral research.” I salute your commitment 🤣

And first things first, no worries about TMI. This—

But I get the feeling you'd be cackling over one of your readers using your fics as sex toy shopping/orgasm inspiration.

—is 100% accurate. I’d print this ask out and put it on my wall if it wouldn’t lead to some…fascinating questions. (Okay, in all fairness, anyone I’d invite to my place wouldn’t even bat an eye, but the landlord is another story.) Anyway, if I’d like to call anything my life’s work, it’s all the porn I write, and getting people off is itself an achievement. Throw in you finding a sexual revelation or ten via knotted dildos (gleeful that the werewolf fic wormed its way into the equation btw), and I’m over the fucking moon about it. I can die happy now.

“Steve-kun” made me lose it, and the progressive naming scheme you’ve proposed made me put down the phone and just laugh for a good few seconds. Enjoy your shopping and please don’t rupture anything!

Also, thanks to you, I’m considering “Blackhole Asshole” as a tag. God knows a bunch of what I’d write would warrant it. Plus, it rolls off the tongue!

Loved the update 💗

[neonscandal]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Thanks....

OMG! I feel like I'm about to reveal way too much of myself here but your question is greatly appreciated. I had to take a minute to really think about this as I forgot every bit of media I’ve ever consumed so I mostly focused on recently consumed media that I could recall in a panic. I'm sure as soon as I post I'll be like "damn, I forgot about X!"

Heaven Albright - Stupid & Contagious by Caprice Crane

This book was so funny to me when I was younger I literally handed out copies of it. Looking back, it’s probably because I immediately identified with her penchant to overthink a situation but she’s also able to finesse even if it is by the seat of her pants. In fact, she only seems to shine when she’s really trying because otherwise she’s doing one embarrassing thing after another. But when it’s time for her to kick it up, she could be in her head about what she’s doing but make it seem effortless and nonchalant. She can be a little shit when she wants to be but she’s filled with great ideas, if she only had the chance to knock one out of the park. At the beginning, she finds herself perpetually down on her luck but she eventually finds her way along and I loved that for her (even if it is bumpy).

Aslan Jade “Ash Lynx” Callenreese – Banana Fish by Akimi Yoshida (anime only)

I am incredibly fond of Ash and, while I want to read the manga for some semblance of closure, I’m still regularly devastated by the anime so I can’t yet. The man is a survivor. He is the grass that grows through cement sidewalk. He tripped over banana fish and never shied away from the task of tracking it down and stopping it at the source, no matter how large the conspiracy got or how much he lost. My heart feels heavy any time I see a Banana Fish edit or any fanart, even the happy ones. He is tough as nails and yet, as soft as an exposed nerve which is really apparent with Eiji’s introduction. I think it showed how, despite what he’d been through and the face he wore to hide its impact on him, he was still incredibly hopeful that he’d one day be loved and accepted by someone sincerely. (side note: yes, I got sad thinking about this.) He was incredibly brave because he had no other choice.

Satoru Gojo – Jujutsu Kaisen by Gege Akutami (manga and anime)

Gojo deserves more grace than some of the JJK fandom gives him, I swear. The man is deeply traumatized from a very young age and puts on a brave (and puckish) face just to keep moving forward. I don’t love him because he’s overpowered but him being overpowered is part of why I love him. He hails from one of the top three jujutsu families and could be a shitstain like Naoya Zenin but he isn’t and I think that’s part of why so many people misinterpret his character. There was a tweet, since deleted, (I think from @bcllamyy) that asserted that the reason why a lot of people assume Gojo is a douchebag is because they can’t imagine being strong and beautiful and not being a garbage human. Gojo is canonically strong and attractive but is a relatively good person. He takes care to save students in hopeless situations and preserve as much of their youth as he can because he didn’t have that growing up. I’ll concede that this isn’t purely altruistic, he has a clear objective in mind in taking these kids under his wing, but that’s about as much as you can expect from someone who didn’t have a proper childhood himself. His power was both feared and coveted by others and it left him incredibly lonely until he found an equal, the one and only person he could have by his side. It’s the take-it-with-a-smile trauma response for me. Heavy is the head and all. Oddly, this is my comfort character rn so things are not going well.

Levi Ackerman – Attack on Titan by Hajime Isayama (manga and anime)

Levi Ackerman refuses to die because he’d have to go back to hell and, quite frankly, most devils don’t know how to properly clean up after themselves. Levi being picked from the gutter and growing to become Humanity’s Strongest Soldier despite his diminutive size and destitute origins is so ironic. Putting his life on the line and fighting for those that condescend to people from where he came from, he carved out every inch in the path to where he is now. This is a man who does not die and carries the weight of his fallen comrades into every battle. While seemingly cold and angry, he is, in very small gestures, shown to be incredibly compassionate and forlorn. I think he just knows that if he thought about the circumstances of those living within the walls or even of those he’s left behind on the battlefield, that he would find no meaning in trying to escape the walls or get out of bed at all.

Hermione Granger – Harry Potter by She Who Must Not Be Named (novels and movie)

Given the author’s penchant to be a shit-eating TERF, it’s hard to admit that this franchise was such a big part of my childhood. I primarily identified with Hermione and her predilection to be an insufferable know-it-all and her tendency to stick her nose where it didn’t belong. Considering the author, perhaps she intentionally made Hermione’s creation of Society for the Promotion of Elfish Warfare (SPEW) seem so outlandish and mockable in universe... but that’s beside the point. Hermione, regardless of her social standing in the muggle world, came into the wizarding world at a disadvantage and showed everyone her ass as she bested them time and time again. Not only that but, rather than make herself small after being called a “mudblood”, she continued to soar and was loud and proud about advocating for others who were also disadvantaged. She could be the brightest witch Hogwarts had seen and still be unlikable, bushy hair and all. Despite not being of the wizarding world initially, she made a point to be in the know and was voraciously studious, frequently navigating things better than Harry who came into the wizarding world at the same time with a similar level of working knowledge but largely remained clueless. Baby girl had to drag him through the plot and to the point most of the time.

Tina Belcher - Bob's Burgers

Because same. BIG same. Tina is the mood, the vibe, the moment. Add the rest of the Belcher family to this as well tbh. Tina, like the rest of the Belcher family, is unapologetically her. Regardless of whether freaky friend fiction is the way to go, she unabashedly puts herself out there again and again despite her groan inducing anxiety. She knows she's that girl even when navigating the ups and downs of whatever life (or that B Tammy) throws at her.

Katsuki Bakugo – My Hero Academia by Kohei Horikoshi (manga and anime)

I’m not caught up on the manga yet (so close but so far) but Kacchan’s character has a special place in my heart. I think as the reader, we’re meant to be stymied by him as we view the story through Deku’s lens because Deku lacks the comprehension of a non-biased narrator. Understanding this, I came to love (or maybe pity) his character while reading the manga because, when I was an anime only, I found his abrasiveness toward Deku to be incredibly unpalatable (because it is). However, reading through the manga as slowly as I am, I recognize that they’re both emotionally constipated kids being weaponized by some invisible hand while trying to understand and reframe their connection to one another. Literal children grappling with the burden of being heroes and finding it’s not all it’s cracked up to be while self-actualizing under duress. Casual. Bakugo is fierce, prideful, aggressively loud, and largely dislikable. He shoulders public criticism from adults who don’t bother to understand his dysfunction but continues to press on in the right direction because he’s idealized this for so long and wonders if he's, in fact, deserving or good enough. I think what’s captivating about his character in the manga is that he’s presented as a very static character but he’s slowly being exposed as a more dynamic character in tandem with Deku's (power) evolution.

Dean Winchester – Supernatural

There’s something about a closet nerd himbo who calls his vintage car “baby” that speaks to me. Dean Winchester, very much brawn over brain, maintains a doe-eyed innocence and sense of wonder for the things he missed out on while growing up under the “tough love” of John Winchester and I love that dichotomy. You never get the sense that his unconventional lifestyle bothers him or that he feels he lost out on anything but then you see the bravado falter when he allows himself to enjoy something other than the thrill of a one-night stand. The biggest things that come to mind are when he was like a kid in a candy shop in the bunker having found a place to set up roots and him sleeping easy when he was able to settle down with Lisa. Both always struck me as so sad. I think back to the parts of himself that he hid from Sam (like his time in the halfway house) and for the delight he had to find in small comforts like pie. Family was all Dean knew and he grabbed at it desperately and to his own detriment time and time again.

Nicholas D. Wolfwood - Trigun by Yasuhiro Nightow (anime only)

I love the contradiction of Wolfwood's character. He can, for all intents and purposes, be considered a sinning holy man though he does have morals. I have a soft spot for antiheroes (see: love for Wolverine and Deadpool) though I'm not sure Wolfwood cleanly fits into this classification. He is certainly someone who will do "bad" things to satisfy a "good" goal though. For lack of a better word, his innuendos suggest he's led a less than savory life before becoming a man of the cloth and he is clearly fine with toeing the line when someone is watching. But make no mistake, the ends justify the means when he needs to make a game time decision on what to do. There's a reason that cross is a burden to carry and he's just the man to bear it. At the crux of everything, he has a sympathetic heart and this was the first anime that made me cry.

Nobara Kugisaki– Jujutsu Kaisen by Gege Akutami (manga and anime)

This explanation contains a spoiler for the manga so I put her at the bottom in case you wanted to avoid.Nobara is a refreshing departure from the static nature of a shonen tritagonist. For one, she has zero romantic interest in Itadori nor Fushiguro and I don’t see that changing, especially after their initial introductions. She lets them as time progresses but she carries her own weight and isn’t a damsel in distress relegated to do nothing toward her own rescue. She can independently take down a Special Grade curse (and pull off a black flash) while feeling and looking good doing it. Nobara’s femininity is something she’s vocal about, questioning why kicking ass can’t be feminine, and she safeguards it from antiquated notions from the likes of Mai and Momo. Though hailing from the country where her stubborn individuality stuck out like a sore thumb, she’s unabashedly a material girl and so fiercely confident, she dares anyone to look down their nose at her. I can’t imagine we’ve seen the end of her story since she’s such a vivacious character. Maki also deserves to be on this list but I tried to diversify source material. Plus, a lot of what makes her awesome would be an even bigger spoiler if you’re not caught up.

Looking back on this list, there's a distinct theme of main character energy but also a significant lack of diversity. I realized that some of my favorite pieces of media didn't necessarily have a breakout character in my mind, either. This was such a great exercise, thank you for asking! Who are your favorite characters and why, @elaine2895?

[cinnamonest]

okay but I have this little idea about becoming crepus’ and co.‘s cum dump.

imagine crepus finding you on the street in the rain passed out, and he just falls for you right then and there. he doesn’t want you, he NEEDS you. he brings you home, making you his while you’re asleep, this tiny little thing on the bed, his cock buried deep inside you. maybe you’re so small compared to him, and his cock is so big, that it doesn’t even fit all the way in. his tip hits your cervix and he’s still got like 1/3 of his dick left to push into you. the bulge in your stomach just gets bigger and bigger. his hand would be covering your mouth, just in case... he’d be latched onto your breasts, biting, kissing, sucking... he’d leave your nipped bruised and swollen. he’d even take you from behind, for hours and hours on end. you wouldn’t wake up, say your body was overloaded from the pain that it just couldn’t bring itself to wake up.

when you finally did, you would be in the pure darkness, cold and trembling. From pain, from fear... you would feel the cum leaking from your cunt and your ass, all you would feel was agony.

and then he’d come back, introduce himself, tell you that he found you like that, unconscious, being raped by a bunch of treasure-hoarders. he’d tell you that you shouldn’t worry, because he would look after you now.

and then he’d wrap his arms around you, and wash your body. he’d pull you with his back to his chest, tell you soothing words, how he’s so sorry this happened to you. he’d massage your stomach with one hand, letting all the cum seep out, saying it’s okay, you’re safe now but in reality, he’s smiling the biggest smile, watching the cum leak out of you. he so desperately wishes he could eat you out, eat it out of you, but that would have to wait.

when he’s done washing you up, he’d dry you so tenderly, smiling softly, manipulating you into complacency, a false sense of security... he’d give you one of his shirts to wear, loving how big it is on you, enjoying how your nipples poke through the thin fabric. he’d bring you some food, some water, then he’d take you in his arms, softly stroking your hair until you fall asleep...

but don’t worry, he slipped a little something into your drink, and as you’re passed out, he’d fuck you all over again. he’d drill into you, again and again and again. then he’d wash you again, leaving you as though you’d never moved. when you’d wake up, in even more pain, he’d tell you it’s the effects from the treasure-hoarders. he’d make you believe that you’d always feel this pain now, that they fucked you so hard you’d be left this way permanently. he’d tell you that when people lose their virginity, they all feel like this, forever, until they get used to it.

when you don’t become more tolerant to it, when it seems to hurt more and more every day you wake up, he’d tell you that maybe you were just extra-weak, that you need to be looked after so desperately. he’d use it as a reason to keep you in his room all day, or in one specific wing of the winery.

and every night, the cycle would repeat. you’d have no idea that he was raping you so viciously, you’d completely come to trust him, to hold faith in him as your saviour.

and then, after some time, he’d introduce you to his two sons, letting you spend some time with them. they’d be just as nice, just as caring as he was, even if a little angry and grumpy. and you’d never know, that eventually they were fucking you too. they were all taking turns to abuse your body, every damn night, that they’d each take one hole and alternate.

maybe one day, the boys are just so frustrated, so angry, that they can’t help it. their father is out, so they just disregard his plan. they take you, right there and then, eyes open, awake. you scream and you cry, and you beg them to stop but they don’t. you keep crying- gege, gege... and maybe kaeya jeers at you, you cry now, but you had no problem taking all three of our cocks before, you little slut and it all clicks into place. how could you have been so stupid? but there’s nothing you can do, you can’t move, you’re in so much pain.... even when the two of them are done, lying next to you, all you can do is cry.

and then crepus comes back, and realises what’s happened. he sighs and reaches out to you, perhaps administrating a sharp slap wherever he can when you writhe and inch away. there’s no point in pretending now, things have changed. they’ll get a whole lot harsher, angrier. the soft family you once knew would be gone. you were there fuck toy, their cum dump, their little whore. whether you like it or not.

please don’t ask why the paragraph breaks are so big, they always do that for some reason?

BUT ANYWAY THIS WAS SO SELF INDULGENT I JUST idk hope you enjoy? 😳

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[littlesmartart]

Leverage AU thoughts

okay so I wanted to keep the worldbuilding for the AU in that specific photoset relatively short for the sake of how the post worked, but I've seen a lot of questions in the tags so here is some more information for you all, under the cut because it got LONG:

MORALITY: okay so I called this the "(sort of) Leverage AU" because it basically flips the Leverage concept of "criminals work together with one non-criminal for the greater good" into "one criminal persuades a bunch of non-criminals that law =/= morality and that sometimes to make sure the bad guys get justice you have to work around legality". Obviously some people are easier to persuade than others (Huaisang has always been pretty ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ about the law, but before he joins the team he insists all of his crimes have been Theoretical, and besides, pirating movies isn't real crime, da-ge, god), and some of them are a little troubled by it but have their own reasons for joining (Mingjue has a LOT of issues with it, but joins to protect Huaisang for That One Job, and then stays with the insistence that a. they don't kill anyone, b. they don't involve anyone who doesn't super deserve it, and c. that their goal is always to get evidence so the mark can be convicted and the mark is always handed over to the appropriate authorities at the end of the job. he has a little more moral flexibility than canon Mingjue because of his Complicated Past He Wants To Atone For, but he still has an incredibly strong internal moral code that he absolutely will not violate. Jiang Cheng cares more about the law in principle, rather than personally, and as soon as he sees that they can get Justice that the law can't, he's sold). Xichen has the hardest time of it; he jumps into the first job without protest because Meng Yao asks (and Meng Yao never ever asks for anything, so it... it must be important, right? And Jin Guangshan definitely deserves it). After that he has a lot of internal struggling going on, and he's usually the one in the team trying to steer them towards legal means, and going through the "correct" channels. He probably has a breakdown about it at the end of a season and spends the next season Travelling To Find Himself. He winds up coming back to the team when, on one of his travels, he watches a family he's staying with lose everything after being targeted by a conman, but because of a dirty police chief the evidence is destroyed. They refuse to take his money when he tries to help, and he realises that they only way to get them justice... is to call in the team. That's not to say he is 100% cool with everything from then on, and he definitely draws the line at certain criminal acts (stealing for the fun of it he is not okay with, for example, and he gives a Hard No on the suggestion of trying White Rabbit) but for the most part he accepts the concept of what they do as being for the greater good.

GRIFTER XICHEN: yeah it's ridiculous and implausible but hear me out... that just makes it better. Because this man is terrible at improv and can only lie when he's in character (you see that means it's not lying then, it's just ACTING) and doesn't drink and absolutely will not seduce a mark past the level of general flirting... and yet he's somehow a wildly successful grifter??? How??? I'll tell you how: he's so fucking handsome and kind and charming and cultured that pretty much everyone who meets him just... melts a little bit and, with some coaxing, gives him whatever he needs. IT'S LIKE A FREAKIN SUPERPOWER and it's absolutely ridiculous. With the added bonus that he's juuust famous enough that the average person might kind of think he looks familiar, which means he's very good at coming across like he totally belongs wherever he's seen. Of course he works here, he's been here for months... don't you recognise him?

NO WOMEN ON THE TEAM: look, in Meng Yao's defence, when he put together this team he thought it would only be for one job, he wasn't trying to future-proof it! But yes, it can sometimes be an issue if they don't have time to plan ahead, and he and Huaisang - as the most stereotypically feminine members of the team, and by far the best liars - will usually take on any female roles they need if they're in a pinch and can't call in outside help, although all of them are ready to take on roles of different genders if need be (female roles are actually the only way to persuade Huaisang to grift, and he has an extensive shoe collection for such roles that he likes to expand by billing to the company account... Meng Yao is deeply unimpressed by this).

OTHER CHARACTERS: when Meng Yao started this, he worked very very hard to keep his siblings and the rest of his family out of it, to keep them all away from any fallout in case it went wrong (and also to stop any pesky Moral Issues from getting in the way). When that was over and they started taking regular cases, he relaxed the rule a little - Mianmian will sometimes step in to help if she can be sold on how bad the person is they're taking down, Zonghui can be relied upon if they need extra muscle, and Wen Qing is their go-to Ask No Questions doctor. Wei Wuxian frequently gets roped in to consult, as, if you give him six packs of hot chips, ten cans of monster, twelve hours, and a laptop, he can become a specialist in almost anything. Jiang Cheng was very very resistant towards the idea of his brother being allowed in the team, even just as a consultant, but the MOMENT Wei Wuxian was given any access to Shenanigans there was no fucking stopping him. In the later jobs Qin Su accidentally gets pulled into one of the cons and turns out to be a WAY better grifter than anyone could have imagined, so she winds up on the "ally call list". Meng Yao is both perturbed and proud, but absolutely draws the line at teenage Mo Xuanyu being allowed to help.

PAIRINGS: flipping the "two parents + three kids" dynamic in Leverage, this AU has 3zun and Sangcheng - so "three gege + two didi". Xiyao have a One That Got Away sort of past, and Xichen joins the team SPECIFICALLY because Meng Yao expresses emotional vulnerability by asking for help fOr OnCe In HiS fUcKiNg LiFe. Nielan dated when they were teens, and are happy to be reunited, but Mingjue refuses to rekindle a romantic relationship until Xiyao sort their shit out because it's obvious to anyone with eyes how hung up on Meng Yao Xichen is. Nieyao have a certain amount of "I'll work with you towards a common cause but that doesn't mean I have to like you" vibe, but veeery slooowlyyy wind up bonding over doing stuff they're not proud of for something they were so sure was a worthy cause at the time, but now they just feel jaded and used (there's a lot of arguments along the lines of "oh, so my corporate espionage is worse than what you did in spec ops... because the military says that what you did was legal. RIGHT. OKAY. SURE."). After several years of will-they-won't-they struggle, 3zun do get together, and everyone is very relieved. As for Sangcheng... it starts off as Huaisang just flirting kind of obnoxiously with Jiang Cheng, who rolls his eyes and snarks back, and then naturally Huaisang winds up catching feelings and is like [meme voice] Haha, I'm In Danger! He is unwilling to act on his feelings because he doesn't believe that Jiang Cheng likes him that way, and continues to believe that right up until the day Jiang Cheng snaps, and grabs him and kisses him, and is like "if I didn't actually like you flirting with me I would have punched you in the face years ago" and Huaisang is like "huh. Yeah that's probably true."

[hualianff]

head empty, hands full (from petting your dog & holding your hand)

Modern AU where HC has been released from the military due to health reasons, both physical and mental. After serving for over a decade, HC struggles to adjust to life outside of the military and find another fulfilling purpose.

HX, an old comrade, convinces HC to adopt a puppy once he settles down back at home. A part of it has to do with the lingering PTSD and anxiety HC developed from being in the military.

Never having the opportunity to own pets in his childhood, HC quickly realizes that puppies need to be trained. A lot.

The largest pup of the litter he adopted was a wild card from the start. Even though HC knew he wanted her as a companion at first hand-lick, HC certainly can’t have the little vermin tearing up his sofa or peeing wherever she likes.

HC brings his puppy, E’Ming, to a top-rated training class. The first day consists of rambunctious puppies and puzzled new dog owners. HC internally breathes a sigh of relief knowing he isn’t the only one with an uncontrollable beast. However, one would think the more training sessions, the more progress would be made.

With E’Ming, it’s a little more difficult than that.

It’s honestly a bit embarrassing when the other dog owners can clip leashes onto their dog’s collars with a simple snap while HC has to full-on wrestle E’Ming to gain access to the ring where the leash attaches. Fortunately, E’Ming is quite a big puppy compared to the other dogs in class, even for a Dobermann. HC doesn’t have to worry too much about squishing her.

During the times E’Ming does not obey regardless of what HC says or does, the instructor comes over to personally help. The instructor’s name is Xie Lian, a youthful and gentle character who never fails to make HC’s heart race. It seems he isn’t the only one, as E’Ming listens to XL when told to sit, roll over, and high five. It takes HC five minutes to get her to sit–even when he dangles her favorite treat in front of her nose!

When XL introduced himself on the first day of class, he talked about his general love for animals, especially dogs. Since he was young, XL volunteered at a no-kill dog shelter where he would take part in cleaning the kennels and playing with the dogs. Since then, this passion has stayed with XL. 

XL is back in university after taking a years’ long break because he couldn’t afford school once his parents cut him off after not following in their family’s business footsteps.

He’s now studying to be a veterinarian and trains dogs on the side for money. As the first few weeks go by, HC can clearly see XL loves what he’s doing from the bottom of his heart.

HC’s exterior remains guarded but he grows to admire XL and his determination and compassion. It’s refreshing, a different type of dedication HC knows from the military. 

When XL works with E’Ming, HC spends time with Ruoye, XL’s own dog who he uses for demonstrations. Ruoye listens to HC without a problem–even nuzzles against HC’s hands for pets–meaning HC must be doing something right. (Ignoring the fact that XL has probably trained Ruoye flawlessly.)

During the third week, HC observes from the side as XL pampers E’Ming with praise after successfully completing three rounds of basic commands.

“Who’s a good girl!? Who’s a good girl!? Oh, I think it’s you. Yes, you’re the good girl, the bestest- '' XL coos as he strokes along E’Ming jaw, scratches behind her ears, then eventually rubs her belly as she rolls onto her back.

HC watches with starstruck eyes. Of course, XL knows what he’s doing. It doesn’t mean HC isn’t amazed by his work every time. At this point, HC is gradually learning that having a dog is not about molding E’Ming into the companion he expects her to be, but about working together to best meet both her and HC’s needs in their relationship. 

As XL finishes showering E’Ming with affection, he looks over and catches HC staring. HC, aware that his face must either be one of evident enamoration or resting bitch face, awkwardly clears his throat as he straightens his already rigid back. 

“You’re doing a great job with her,” HC says truthfully. His heart is warm and full from the interaction between his dog and XL. He wonders if E’Ming will ever act so carefree with him, going on to joke that, “Perhaps she would prefer to have you as her owner instead.”

XL laughs lightly as he slowly stands up. He shakes his head. “I highly doubt that. She just needs to know that she can trust you.”

Realizing her belly rubs are over with, E’Ming flips onto her feet with a confused whine. She goes to nudge at XL’s leg, tail wagging as XL pets her one last time. With a bark of satisfaction, E’Ming bounds over to HC. 

Judging by the excited expression on E’Ming face, HC can tell she is preparing to jump. HC does not encourage this behavior by any means. He is lucky that he is tall and strong enough to catch her sixty-pound body without toppling over. Other people do not have the same privilege, especially strangers who unknowingly entice E’Ming to come over.

But HC doesn’t have it in him today to scold her before she jumps. So he allows it. He allows E’Ming to leap into the air with the expectation to be caught by her owner’s arms and coddled against his warm chest.

The Dobermann happily licks HC’s neck. Saliva pools into HC’s collarbones. 

“See? You already have her trust. Additionally, you have the discipline and verbal cues down. The top thing I recommend to improve your teamwork is to be more expressive with her. It wouldn’t hurt to freely display your emotions to back up your commands, ” XL suggests. He walks a little closer until he stands right in front of HC. “This will let E’Ming know you trust her just as much.”

HC nods in understanding. Growing up and spending his youth in a constant cycle of order or obey, his default attitude is indifferent yet respectful. While HC is not overly eager to wear his emotions on his face, he’s willing to make an effort to change in hopes it will strengthen the bond he has with E’Ming.

To think, HC’s closest company he’s had over the last two months is an over-energetic, unhinged puppy. 

“All right. Thank you, Xie-xiansheng.”

“San Lang, how many times have I said that you can just call me Xie Lian? I’m only thirty-five; Xie-xiansheng makes me feel too old,” XL says, smiling. HC briefly thinks XL is the first person to smile at him like that. 

“My apologies.”

“No apologies needed, San Lang. If it’s not out of my place, may I ask how old you are?”

“Thirty-three.”

“Ah, so you’re my didi. How about San Lang refers to me as gege?”

HC doesn’t take more than three seconds to nod his affirmation. He bets none of the other participants get to call XL “gege.” Or at least, he hopes.

“Hmm. Gege sounds...nice.”

“I’m glad. I’ll see San Lang next week for our next session?” XL cheerfully asks. “We’ll be working on proper etiquette for walking your dog out in public.”

E’Ming lets out a high-pitched yip as she wiggles around in HC’s hold; almost as if she can understand XL’s words. 

Oh boy, the magic word to trigger every dog into a buzzing ball of energy. Walk.

HC leans down to put E’Ming back down on the ground but pauses when she growls lowly in warning.

This little brat, HC thinks with exasperation. XL patiently waits for them to leave since they are the last ones left before he closes up the training space.

HC conveys a look of “you win this time, but watch yourself” to E’Ming as he readjusts her in his arms. HC starts to walk towards the door with his spoiled dog snuggling up to his chest.

“Yes. See you next time, Gege.”

They exit the building, both anticipating next week’s class, with the instructor both dog and dog owner are hopelessly infatuated with.

[greatteachergojou]

The burden of being the strongest

-> on why Gojo won’t be settling down and why he’s such a child

I’ve been seeing ppl commenting on Gojo being a player and all (based on the character infomations from the fanbook) and it prompted me to write a little brief character analysis on Gojo regarding this matter and also kinda trailed off to a topic that I’ve been meaning to talk about because I get the impression that Gojo is often only perceived as the goofy op madlad who is above everyone and everything - which is also true but there’s also more behind those prominent character traits of his.

!!! Beware of SPOILERS if you’re not caught up to the manga!!! (nothing too specific tho)

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So... Gojo Satoru is a player. Gege Akutami has stated that he wears sunglasses when he meets up with them ladies (I think it was in some Q&A if I remember correctly) and in the fanbook he said he can’t picture Gojo being faithful to any specific woman. - Not too surprising if you look at his surface level behaviour/personality. That said, there’s more to it than him being a player just for the sake of it.

Remember that being a jujutsu sorcerer is a high risk job - except for Gojo... since he’s the strongest even the chances of him getting injured is basically zero. But he has seen too many friends and colleagues hurt/loose their lives. You might just die on any random easy mission if you’re not Gojo. It’s not a coincidence that seemingly most sorcerers are not married or anything like that. This job is shit (Nanamin, you’re absolutely right). Choosing this job basically means giving up a normal orderly life in exchange for a life full of uncertainties and dangers. If you’re the type to care for your family it’s probably best not to start one in the first place to spare them from tragedy. As harsh as it sounds, it’s easier to put your life on the line when you don’t have to worry about your other half waiting for you to return home. I think the only ones that would really care to get married and have kids are those from the big sorcerer families because they need to continue their bloodline. And I feel tempted to assume that they don’t care in particular about how their family members feel...

Now, the Gojo clan is one of the big three. It’d normally mean Satoru has the duty to continue his bloodline. He could leave this to other clan members though (assuming he’s not the only member of the Gojo family left). But since he is the holder of the Six Eyes and Limitless and he’s the head of his family, there’d be no way around him getting a wife at some point and have some babies. But we know he’s not about those traditions and very much disdains the inner workings of the clans. And since he’s the head of his family and the strongest, I guess no one can force him to anything anyways.

Gojo is a massive troll and most folks just find him super annoying and  too aloof. But that’s just the side of him that he chooses to display in  most situations. It’s not like a goofy character doesn’t have a  serious side. It’s not like the strongest character never hurts. Because  of his immense power and his nonchalant behaviour one tend to forget  that in the end of the day he’s still just a human. I don’t mean that  he might be a depressed character deep down though.  Rather, I think he’s an innately optimistic person.  It’s just that he surely has some sadness in him that he hides away. I  think he is just the typ of character who, while he’s  indeed  a joyful person, also conveniently uses this side of his to mask the more heavier  things that are on his mind. And he deliberately chooses not to let  people get too close to him because that will prevent him from getting hurt -  which btw perfectly fits his infinity cursed technique...

He understands that being the  strongest is far from meaning that he can protect everyone. God knows  how many friends he’s already lost and while people around him are dying  left and right, he’ll surely remain the last man standing. That’s really  sad if you think about it. While he himself might be untouchable, you  can get to him through threatening others that he cares about like for  example his students. And that is a potential weak point for someone  who’s supposed to be invincible. The strongest sorcerer being  vulnerable? How outrageous, that can’t be allowed, right? Imagine he’d let himself get attached and have a family to care for. He just can’t protect them all the time and he has many enemies on top of that.

Also, right now his ultimate goal is to fundamentally change this world they live in. It’s a huuuge task to tackle (and probably something only he can do). His mind is occupied by this goal which requires him to train as many future talents as possible. When he says he’s busy he always says it in a joking manner but he really is super busy with his general duties of being the strongest and with his ambitious vision (the fanbook also states that he doesn’t sleep much. my poor manchild. how come he still looks like he’s only 18? that’s not fair. i mean, have you seen nanami and ijichi?) Long story short, he also just doesn’t seem too interested in anything else atm. And honestly, who knows if he’ll survive until the very end of the story...

So on first glance it  seems like being the strongest comes with benefits only. But actually,  it’s lonely up there at the very top. And with great power comes great  responsibility. I think he really started to understand that after the  whole deal with Riko.  It’s when he suffered  a devastating  defeat that he started to  understand what it means to be the strongest and it’s when Getou  fundamentally changed that he started to form a clear vision of what he  wants to do and what he can do with his power.  

We don’t know much of Gojo‘s upbringing yet. But  I think it’s save to assume that born as the absolute strongest already had a lot  of burden placed on him basically from the moment he was born. So since  his earliest childhood he needed to deal with the immensely high  expectations from his family and the sorcerer world in general as well  as dealing with the many folks who’d maybe try to get rid of the kid while he’s still just a child. I don’t think it  makes for a happy childhood. From the top of my head I can recall two panels of child Gojo and in both he looked like a distanced child (kinda had the same vibe as Megumi when he was a child).

The circumstances just place a lot of burden for a child. And I guess when puberty hits all those pent-up emotions made him despise authority and made him a rebellious teen who was all cocky and found that those responsibilities as the strongest sorcerer and the whole deal with protecting the weak was the biggest nuisance ever. - That also explaines why he said he won’t allow anyone to steal the best years of the youth (and why he stopped the elders from taking away the students decision on whether or not they should continue the Goodwill event and then proceeded to opt for a fun baseball game) and why he is usually acting like a child himself. Because he didn’t get to live out his childhood and youth himself he cherishes every opportunity he can get to just be easygoing and carefree.

[killerandhealerqueen]

Sorry it took me longer than expected (rl people and stuff kept interrupting me), but here it is, my comment on No Regrets!

Ok so... Yuzhi in Japan, Keying is getting married - wait? what? what? Off to such a good start, already catapulted into the middle of things! I have so many questions already, so I'm intrigued!! I'm more than intrigued! Wow!!

Having CYZ's pov is such a good choice right now!

Poor Chen siblings, they can never catch a break! But really if I'll ever get my hands on whoever thought marrying Keying off was a good idea... Oh look like I won't need it! Love how JYL's first reaction is to draw his gun out! Seriously I shouldn't probably enjoy it that much, the way he's so quick at pulling his gun out, but well... he's so badass when he does it, so...

Oh JYL's hyperfixatin with CYZ has started already, and also that little bit of protective bullying that made JYL 'kidnap' CYZ in canon! Perfect perfect perfect, let me tell you!

You have such a great way to put all these ingredients together and always always come up with something new and fresh and delicious!

Chen Yuzhi yelling at Zhan Junbai!! CYZ YELLING AT ZHAN JUNBAI I need a minute to bask in it! Please! So epic, so glorious!

Never thought I'd see the day where Zhan Junbai *Zhan Junbai!* is the one threatening JYL over the Chen siblings and not viceversa!!! I need another minute!

"Jiang Yuelou nodded before he looked over at Chen Yuzhi, noticing how tired and pale he looked, and reached out, gently grasping him by the elbow." <--- THIS!! THIS!!!!! "noticing...gently" being keywords here! Not only JYL won't harm them but he'll take great care of them!

And THIS!! ---> "Keying nodded and took his hand..." she knows she can trust him!

“I’m sorry. About your sister." It's awesome that JYL apologizes, even if it's not really his fault, I love that he still did it. And I love that they are communicating, even if a bit awkwardly and intermittenly, but for being their first real conversation, they are doing great and it's exactly what they would do in such an occasion, and I just love that this marriage is starting off as good as possible given the circumstances! They are just meant to be, no matter what!

"I’ve never been married before” lol!

OMG I want to squeal at this: "Keying looked at him with wide eyes before she smiled; she liked him. He was gentle and kind and she was sure if the marriage had gone through and her brother hadn’t stepped in, she was sure he would have taken good care of her. But she liked him much better as her brother’s husband, since he seemed to care quite a lot for him, even though they had just met." and this: "Just a happy thought” THIS, ALL OF THIS!!! So happy I could burst!! Really, reading this and being happy and just... this is beautiful, ok? Just beautiful and pure!

“But if you and gege are married, shouldn’t gege be sleeping with you?” ---> Keying is awesome and I'm so happy the three of them are together from the very beginning here, healing each other and giving too many family feels!

The clinic the clinic the CLINIC!!!! OMG this fic is too good to be true!!

JYL cooking is awesome and so domestic, especialy with Keying sitting there with Xiao Bai in her lap - such a beautiful image!

Yuzhi Hall!!! Perfect!!

Great!! Those wedding planners are dealt with! SO good to know that, and to know that it was one of the first things JYL did, after taking care of the Chen siblings and giving CYZ the clinic! JYL's priorities are always topnotch!

"Jiang Yuelou came by almost every day to check on him or bring him some sort of snack or lunch, which Chen Yuzhi found incredibly sweet and endearing, considering that they really only knew each other for a few days." --- awesome awesome awesome, I'm in love!!

OMG we even got a scene with JYL bleeding and CYZ healing him??? Sass you're a QUEEN!!!

CYZ saying JYL's name and JYL pointing it out and being pleased with it!

“Why don’t you and Keying have dinner at my house? Xiao Bai misses seeing Keying” Yes, I'm sure it's only Xiao Bai who misses Keying, nothing else, sure!

Oh poor CYZ, being nervous about sleeping with JYL! I totally understand him! And, I mean, JYL even put an arm around him! Which is very good and very sweet from my perspective, but yeah, I'm not sure it'd help if I were CYZ... Anyway, at least he's tired and falls asleep!

"Chen Yuzhi decided that it would just be best for him and Keying to move into Jiang Yuelou’s house, which Jiang Yuelou was more than okay with." Progress! I so love how you're building up this relationship, nice pace too: not too slow or too fast. Everything is just right, steadfast, and wholesome!

"Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi found themselves doing more things together besides dropping Keying off at school, like picking her up from school, or stopping by the wonton stall to actually eat there instead of just picking stuff up for them to eat at home. One night, they even soothed a nightmare together." BEST HUSBANDS!!! BEST FAMILY!!! BEST PARENTS!!!

I love that Xiao Bai is basically Keying's now! And please, being so fond and gently with Keying and wiping her tears away went straight to my heart and I can't... I can't alright... it's too beautiful and precious and I love love love it!

And look at CYZ now, feeling comfortable and smiling before falling asleep next to JYL!

"Chen Yuzhi felt that they were slowly becoming more of a family than just two strangers and a little girl living together. Chen Yuzhi didn’t know why, but he just felt like they were…opening up to each other and that made him smile." <--- Yes yes yes, my thoughts exactly!

"cheek caresses and the hand on his knees and the hand on the back of his neck at his clinic" I'm weak!!!

Uh oh, JYL not being right there is not good, not good at all! But I love that Keying is calling him gege!

“Jiang Yuelou, where are you?” I'm worried and my chest is starting to hurt because I'm having too many feels about CYZ missing JYL and not being able to sleep!

"Chen Yuzhi growled." - here's hoping we're getting feral Yuzhi!

"“Are you asking for help?” he asked. Chen Yuzhi looked at him before his eyes hardened. “I’m asking for blood”" --- OMG YES YES WE ARE! WE ARE GETTING FERAL YUZHI!!! I mean, he's friends with Zhan Junbai, after all! OMG I want to scream!!!! And THAT line “I’m asking for blood”, so deliciously dark!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!

I hope Sun Yongren and Song Rong will be fine!

Badass husbands being badass together and soft towards each other and at the same saving each other is the bestest thing!!!

But ahhh, the pain over Jiang Yuelou being hurt is real!

"“I’m his husband. I will do the surgery” and Chen Yuzhi snarled." and "During the entire surgery, Chen Yuzhi’s hands never wavered or trembled and his gaze as laser focused as he refused to let Jiang Yuelou die. He would not let him die. He would not." --- Major respect for him here! CYZ being just as badass here as he was with his katana. I love this!!

I'm so emotional over the next scene: CYZ being so worried and finally letting himself cry and fall now that JYL is there again to catch him. Plus, this "Jiang Yuelou stared at him in shock; he never had someone so worried about him before". My heart!!! I'm tender!

Even more tender when JYL asks after Keying! Family feels!!!

Perfect ending!!! OMG so perfect and I'm so warm and happy and fuzzy!

You have every right to be proud of this, Sass!!!!

(putting this in the ao3 comments section tomorrow, I'm going to bed now :))

Me seeing that I get an ask from Nine:

Me reading the entire review:

Me after reading the review:

Nine, I just want you to know that I love you and I appreciate getting asks like these in my ask box. On God.