#WANT…NO…NEED PLEASE JESUS

[moonkhao]

WE ARE | EP16

[im-smart-i-swear]

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[ghostespresso]

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[sulky-cabbage]

AU: Where Sukuna Wins

Part 1

Part 2 here

Imagine an alternate universe in which Sukuna triumphs, dominates over Japan, and endures a lonely existence for many centuries, while allowing some humans to live.

They hold a grudge against him, of course, and want to kill him. They train at Jujutsu High and have some great fighters that occasionally provide Sukuna with some entertainment. 

They are so desperate for salvation, they can only find solace in prophecies about a figure with powerful blue eyes that will defeat the king of curses and rescue Japan.

And do you know what Sukuna does in response to that? One might expect him to go full Pharoah mode and kill newborns, but NO!!

HE DOES THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE !!

Whenever he ravages a village and devours the women and children, he ALWAYS spares the blue-eyed infants.

All the curses know better than to kill an infant with blue eyes. The last time a curse did that, Sukuna made sure to make an example of it.

Killing a member of the Gojo clan is also off limits, as well as anything that could delay the reincarnation of this certain person.

These humans are not the only ones waiting for salvation.

Sukuna is also WAITING...for his wretched existence to end at the hands of this person.

The ONLY one worthy of having the honor to do so.

[devine-fem]

No because Damian angst could be so much more interesting if it wasn’t “Oh, thank GOD, Damian’s white saviors took him away from that awful, cruel and wicked pseudo mom Talia, oh thank god that he has Selina Kyle now!” and instead talked about how Damian was proned to violence since the moment he could walk and make noises with his mouth and was taught never to feel emotions THEN it goes to oh, son, you’ve made the choice to be with me so let me show you how to cope with that… with more violence as a pattern of unhealthy coping mechanisms instilled in you and me at a young age and you can show emotions! buuuut you have to wear this suit and take on a whole other identity then when out of the suit you have to wear a facade so no one truly knows about the suit in the first place and this won’t be confusing for a child at all! … Bruce Wayne.. what? And oh, this guy who thinks you’re a responsibility and generally vexing is going to take you under his wing because he thinks no one else can deal with you otherwise and you get a little close but eventually he hurts and abandoneds you as well but now you’re on good terms because the narrative has decided that no one can wrong you except the only person who loved you at first (Talia, the only person who thought it’d be a good idea to take you out of their lives in order to keep you away from this exhausting path of violence and masking) but it’s fine! … Okay, Dick… and then you’re fighting with your brother because he’s jealous of you taking his place and he calls you worthless, unworthy of love and your mantle and unworthy of your fathers trust… Okay, Tim…? Does anyone wanna love Damian for Damian and not love him only when its convenient to their own personal mission please? No?

NO ONE REALIZES THAT ITS NOT ABOUT DAMIAN NOT BEING AN AL GHUL! BEING AN AL GHUL DOESNT MAKE HIM EVIL! ITS NOT ABOUT HOW HE’S TREATED BY HIS FAMILY. ITS THAT CHOICE!! Damian needs to make more choices for himself instead of living by some destiny and going by whatever everyone else expects of him! His heart is good and worthy and he doesn’t need to be an Al Ghul or a Bat to figure that out! He needs to make more choices to be the best version of himself he can be but we’re too busy demonizing the Al Ghuls in fandom and in comics to realize that!!!

[vicaliciouz]

ravi singh save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me save me

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[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

Jackieshaunalottienat polycule save me. Save me jackieshaunalottienat polycule.

[panic-at-the-evrywhere]

Thinking about how after the creativity split whenever it happened, that Roman and Remus didn’t hate each other at first. They were just brothers who loved to cause trouble with the other sides like brothers would. But when Roman sees the way Thomas reacts to Remus his instincts kick in and Roman is the one to make Remus a dark side and banish him to wherever dark sides are. Just imagining the last thing Remus ever saw as a normal side was his dear brother betraying him for the greater good of their creator.

Btw I have concepts for each of the dark sides about how they became that way so if you want to hear those I’d happy write a shorts fic series with all the sides!

[ratatatastic]

"And to follow up on Niko Mikkola...his sense of humour with him, like, maybe—lot of people don't talk—like, last night he was like, you know, he "woke Bobby up," or whatever. "Good thing Bob was awake—"

"He's a great personality and I've said this kinda during the year. And we've, you know, I mean we're always—...I was gonna say, "It'd be great if you guys could spend a lot of time with him," but then we spend a lot of time trying to make sure you guys don't spend too much time with our guys, so, there goes—so, forget that! But, he is an incredibly interesting guy. What's great is when he's coming to the bench... if there's something that's broken down, and I'm not sure if he's screaming in Finnish or it's in English, but it is funny as hell! And it's consistent. So, he plays really high-energy level. A lot of times these kinda big, lanky guys are... you don't really think they're moving that fast, but they are! He looks like he's getting across the ice, and, you know, he competes hard. That's what we like the most of him, but he talks at a high-energy level, too, on the bench. And that's great, right? We have some quiet players on our bench, and that's fine, that's who they are. But, those guys like Mikkola, who's got—nobody knows—Well there's four other Finnish guys knowing what he's saying, but nobody else knows what he's saying.

paul loves all his rascals and it is a joy to hear his takes on them its mikksys turn now!

media availability | 6.11.24 (x)

also if you want to see the moment mikksy is talking about in the interviews linked above because it is genuinely bonkers 10 or so seconds of hockey: here it is

[volivolition]

✨ thinking of him thursdayyyy ✨ (<- said in a monotone deadpan with jazz hands)

[todayisafridaynight]

big brother vs little brother ....

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

alright this has been on my mind lately for *reasons* and i am very curious about other's preferences and thoughts

[astrum-aetherium]

Little interaction I just thought about: helping Henry getting dressed up, like buttoning up his shirt, putting his tie around his neck, and just... leaving little teasing touches (and kisses!!) around his neck and chest, getting more and more deliberate just to make him slowly lose his cool and temper;;;

you, dear anon, must not have the faintest of clues as to what you just did to me. sedation is no longer an option, and neither is institutionalization. i need to be taken out. i happen to be a complete and utter devotee of small, domestic, mundane tasks interpreted in a romantic context. the little things. i go absolutely ballistic. this is no exception.

i imagine this either taking place in the morning whilst getting ready for class, or in the evening whilst getting ready for some sort of special occasion. let's say julian has invited henry to some kind of exhibition, or a gala of sorts, and he has taken the liberty of stringing you along as his plus-one (or not, if we stay more in-character — merely having you get him ready to go out). regardless, you'd help him: in an evening scenario, he would obviously look more formal than usual — festive, even — which would truthfully maim you.

you would stand before him, buttoning his crisp, pristine shirt, your fingers outright trembling. you'd avoid eye contact, the tips of your ears practically glowing with heat; you simply wouldn't be able to suppress the bodily reaction. a sea would stir in your ears — a remote, yet persistent ringing. you'd prance the realm of insanity, albeit gracefully so. before you'd get to fasten the few topmost buttons, you'd therefore lean in and press a few heated kisses into his bare chest, which would be rising and falling placidly. henry wouldn't react at first. only when you will have done the last button and started dabbing kisses into his neck and jawline whilst roaming his front with your palms would he muster up poise to respond.

he'd be quite stern about it, too, "tie, dear. don't get too distracted." he'd hand the accessory over to you, then, after having pried your palms away from his torso as a subtle warning. your fingers would continue trembling as you'd wind the tie around his neck and fasten it for him, practically itching to touch him some more — which you would proceed to do the very moment you're done. your hands would wrap around his neck and you'd rise unto your tiptoes to kiss him, as a response to which his head would tilt upward, away from you.

through gritted teeth, he'd order, "behave. i don't have time for these antics." the frustration would be dripping from his tongue, and he would catch your exploring wrists in his much larger palms, directing them away from himself.

infiltrated by utter desperation, you'd lustfully propose, "if you spared me ten more minutes, i could relieve us both." and with this offer, you'd mean anything — you'd be willing to give him anything if he had sufficient lenience to let you do so. and yet...

"both? what on earth makes you think i am included in your pathetic misery?"

[frnkiebby]

would you rather: (a) have a meal/night out and long conversation with Frank, or (b) play music or write a song together, or (c) fuck his brains out/have him fuck your brains out

you can only choose one and after it’s over you’ll not be able to interact with him again in person ever again

yes you can have pics or video of your interaction as proof or for memories but you can’t share them publicly (he makes you sign an agreement)

i— christ—

ik this isn’t a redacted blog….i know forgive me, but…

i’ll…i’ll have to go with (b) because like…i play bass and to be able to play and write a song with him??? and pick his brain about music and shit???

~🎃

[rolandkaros]

like sick to my stomach levels of what the fuck!! and you know whats worse is jesus christ if she had just sucked from the beginning i would have been fine. i wouldve taken a double bagel better than this. but of course you have to be reminded of what could have been and literally she could have been so fucking close to having it and instead it’s just fine. it’s just fine! semifinal points defended which is more than i could have possibly imagined two weeks ago. playing great tennis and looking like herself. what more could you even ask in literally six tournaments from a nine and a half month hiatus. but it does suck so much more now because i no joke believed she could have won the whole thing!! wholeheartedly i thought maybe we had a chance!! and if it had been any other way it wouldn’t suck this bad. but instead it’s like this!! so it sucks absolute ass!! and i really do not know how to cope

[doubledyke]

doing the "responsible" thing by getting health insurance through your job and it ends up being no cheaper than getting private insurance