#gege wants me dead i fear

[timothyytimmytim]

More choso art because in my heart chapter 259 never happened ^-^

[hamliet]

Excited for your thoughts on the bnha ending

Also I’ll be honest I dropped this like 200 chs ago and I’ve just kept up through your metas because I was so disillusioned with the manga 🥲 I even sold my copies

it's a bit bittersweet to see bnha handled this way. sometimes i think we'll get a promising continuation from the author which is major cope for me T.T

fix its are otw but damn it doesn't mend that it ended this way rn

Diff asks, answering together.

Not saying too much because there's not much to be said besides that a friend who wrote a meta who won't post it (to all our detriment!) said it best last week: this story is cowardly. It's afraid to say or do anything because it wants to make everyone happy and realized it can't, so now it just wants to make no one upset, but everyone's upset.

I feel sad for Horikoshi. His recent interviews are quite depressing, and he seems burned out and done with his own manga in a way that makes Gege look enthusiastic about JJK.

Like, he doesn't confirm Touya dead or alive--which frankly I will take--but leaves it up to the reader to decide. Is the doctor's word final, or is Touya crying a symbol of healing since he previously couldn't? I know which one I choose to believe, but this way people can choose to fit the manga into their personal beliefs. He's trying to say nothing to avoid rocking the boat. And that's just sad, especially when we consider what likely contributed to that.

Which is to say, on a purely story level, the story has no power. There's being open to other perspectives and then there's not having a message. This is sadly the latter. It's a mess. Deku "heroes save" doesn't save, but he's still heroic, but that line isn't demolished or destroyed. AFO may be dead, but he won in the end because what he used to taunt Deku came true. Deku's character is nothing more than a vehicle--no struggle, no emotional climax, no principles. The ships are not even confirmed because the story can't even commit to the obvious Ochaco/Deku (which I dislike even!) for fear of angering other loud shippers. Society is the problem, but also the answer. The hero system is the problem, but also the answer. It's not a paradox because it doesn't explain the layers at play here. It's just noodles that have cooked far too long and turned into a congealed mess.

The only message I can take from it is "yay authoritarianism" which I'm going to hope Horikoshi is saying accidentally (and most likely is). It's as meaningless as GoT season 8, and TROS, and that's not good company to be in.

[dontcallpanic]

WIP Whenever

I was tagged by a few people at this point - I'm so sorry I lost track of it all... I know @patolemus and @gege-wondering-around tagged me and I think @seaweed-water did too, once upon a time. Thank you so, so much - I am sorry literal seasons have changed while you've been waiting!

So... here y'are - Even this tiny snippet has taken so feckin long to write it's unreal!! Why is Derek's voice so hard to nail down!? I've written about 5 different drafts at this point! Dammit Sourwolf!

Anyway, This is the start to Manifesting Murder, wildly edited and then unedited, then edited again. All mistakes belong to me and my dyslexia - Mwynhau!

Stiles' fingers shake as he methodically wipes the blood off them, one by one. There's a detached calmness that's settled over him – he's in shock – and he knows what he needs to do next but he can't get his damn fingers to stop shaking. He almost drops his phone when he digs it out of his pocket. He's never been more grateful for speed dial, he thinks before holding the phone to his ear. It sounds far too loud in the oppressive silence. One. Two. Three. “Stiles?” He lets out a breath. Everything's going to be okay. "Yeah sorry to call you on your day off but I could use your help with something. Do you think you can get here anytime soon?" There's a long silence on the end of the line. "I'll be there in ten."

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Derek stares down at the motionless body at the foot of the stairs, a long list of expletives running through his head. One glance is all he needs to ascertain that the man is dead. Very dead. The head is cracked at an alarming angle and there’s a steadily growing pool of blood creeping across the uneven floorboards. It's an awful lot of blood for a broken neck but there are some things in the world that can walk away that. He should know, he's one of them. But this man… this man smells distinctly fucking human. Derek lifts his eyes back to Stiles who has been fidgeting restlessly the whole time, and rises one silent eyebrow. Stiles nods jerkily, grimacing as he twists a bloody cloth through his long, clever fingers. “Yeahhh… So. I – I er… need your help,” he says somewhat redundantly, gesturing towards the body. Derek's other eyebrow joins his first. Stiles waves him off, almost flinging the damn cloth with the movement. He fumbles at the last moment, hands flying out to catch hold of it before squeezes it tight between his fists. “Heh. Yeah. I know – understatement!” he laughs flatly before glancing up, eyes wild and slightly glassy. “Can you, er… help me get rid of him?” Stiles makes a shooing gesture, inadvertently wafting the scent of fear and death directly at Derek. He raises his eyebrows further and resists the urge to sneeze. He's actually somewhat relieved. He shouldn't be, he knows that. He should be calling it in. Giving forensics the heads up and letting the detectives do the rest. He should be taking pictures for evidence. He should be fucking arresting Stiles on suspicion of murder. Fuck his fucking life. Instead of doing any of this, he looks away first, using the moment to reflect on how perpetually screwed he is. He scans the body with a trained detachedness, eyebrows drawing into a frown as he takes in the height of the sweeping wooden staircase, the blood splattered on the nosing, the way it’s smeared across the treads. “He's definitely dead then,” Derek says, automatic and unguarded sarcasm falling flat even to his own ears as he leans back on old habits during these trying times. Stiles, unfortunately, thinks he is serious. “Are your eyes broken?” he yelps incredulously, flailing towards the body and sending another cocktail of scents directly up Derek’s nose. “Do you see the angle of his head?” Stiles makes an abortive motion before he shakes his head and strides up to Derek's side and gestures emphatically at the corpse. “Yes he's fucking dead! - Do you want to check for a pulse? Or do you think I need to call for a second opinion from Beacon Hills finest?” “Do you want my help or not?” Derek growls back, turning to meet Stiles' challenge as he slips into Derek's personal space. Derek bares his teeth, standing his ground and refusing to give way as he slowly folds his arms across his chest. Relief sparks in Stiles' amber eyes and Derek watches Stiles fight back a grin, tongue darting out to tease his bottom lip and he can't look away. “So you'll do it? You'll help me?” Of course Derek's going to fucking help him – is if that was ever in question. Derek is a sucker for anything that Stiles would ask of him and he fucking knows it. His features remain blank and impassive as he holds Stiles' gaze for a beat longer than is necessary, as if considering his options before he turns away and sighs loudly though his nose. “You got a plastic sheet or something?” he asks, teeth itching as the scent of blood and Stiles twists around him. He definitely shouldn’t like it as much as he does. Stiles lets out an intense sigh of relief that sounds a lot like a groan and Derek has to close his eyes for a beat. Fuck his fucking life.

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Okay... no pressure WHATSOEVER tags to the usual suspects @hellameyers @jadezdominion @gege-wondering-around @patolemus @seaweed-water

And the new suspects @teencopandthesourwolf @violetfairydust

And @oldefashioned and @cantchangemypast in case you wanted to read.

[riiverdancer]

toji x orthodox!fem!reader

to whoever is reading this as of now: please do not sexualize my work as it was not written for that purpose and i worked quite hard on this piece alone. i would find that course of action extremely disrespectful on your part. also, if themes of religion make you feel uncomfortable, DO NOT READ THIS.

synopsis: toji struggles with being alone in a church with you and 'gumi. so, he watches and waits for you while you pray instead.

contents: events set in 2008, toji being timid around reader, reader taking care of megumi. post gege clarity, bare with me everyone.

she was almost too hallow for him, he felt conflicted. they both sat at the very front of a strangely empty chapel —mind you, it was the only one in the province — with her praying and him grinding his thumbs together thinking of something legit or purely out of the heart to say. despite what he's constantly told, he believes that if God is above him, he has to use a sort of formal talk with him. this was toji's formality and he feared sharing his inner clutter with anyone. however, God could see through them, making him seem like a naked fool who had just sabotaged humanity's perfect course. oh, how he wished he were dead sooner. he cannot concentrate on the already set paradigm for him, but instead, he waits until she's done whispering words meaningless to the sense of hearing that seeped through her peculiar black veil with a lace front. he unfortunately from the angle in which he was positioned could not see the beautiful one from beyond. how could a simple cloth be a penetrative tool? he does not know. devastatingly, the little man, toji calls his son listens to a near female stranger more than him. he however, has a different reason as to why he's waiting for [name] to make a closure any time soon. he was running around. taking that small chapel by storm more than once.

he looks at the icons, then at her, then at his calloused hands. they ache, burn and fail to clasp together. they deviate from each other like polar equals. they could turn a blind eye on each other and perhaps commit this forbidden act, if only his mind wouldn't stop them. he felt confined to his stubborness.

her closure began with her doing the cross on her chest and he was relieved to know she was done. his happiness, although latent, showed through his compulsive grabbing on her wrist saying: "great! can we go home now?" like an impatient child, except this overgrown one was fearful and only wanted to get away as soon as he could. he had faced fears and getaways worse than this one.

"huh?" she implied confusion as he was too overjoyed at the fact that you were praying.

"please. let's go...away from here. i hate it here." the older man insisted, like the child he never got to be. "please i can't stay here for much longer. take me home." he begged of her, suspecting that he was suffocating from the burning smell of incense.

"okay. just, please calm down" she assured the man as she ran an arm across his chest. "ill take you home. please don't be sad." he was now fulfilled and much content.

PART 2 SOON

[eliyxir]

A letter for one of my favorite character

notes. just a letter for Gojo Satoru, made after reading chapter 268 of the manga.

tags. manga spoilers (if you didn’t read already the manga than you are going to be spoiled), letter from me to gojo satoru, 596 words, not fanfiction, i do not own jjk, but i just wanted to express my feelings. eng is not my first language.

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Hi, or should I say こんにちは? Probably not, you are not going to read this anyway because…

One, you are dead.

Two? You don’t really exist, you’re a fictional character. (And I don’t know if you really know english?)

And if there is someone who reads this and it’s not Gojo Satoru, then I hope I’m not going to bore you much, and if I do and you read all of my emotions that I put into this, then I’m sorry. Let’s begin, shall we?

In chapter 268 it was revealed that you left letters for Nobara, Yuji and Megumi… They are alive and well, I know, but I still think you deserve one too. Maybe not from me but, I just needed to make one.

I want to confess that my first impression of you was not a good one. I thought you were annoying, and childish, but somehow you grew on me. A LOT. Your frickin white albino hair, and your beautiful blue eyes. And so, watching you on screen and reading about you in the manga, I started to love you.

I love you, but not in that way. You are a fictional character, and not really my type, and you are a bit old for my preference… But I still love you, as a friend, as a mentor, like a sensei. Maybe a brother? A very annoying brother. So, maybe not? Anyway…

When I first heard that you passed away, I was in shock. I couldn't believe it, the strongest… dead? But my fear came true, and so, I was depressed. I know you are just a character, but still… you deserved so much better. I think that you seem the happiest of all, when in reality you were the most broken of all. And that’s sad, and I hope you are happy now. You reunited with your friends, your people…. I’m glad. I’m glad that the burden you carried on your shoulders is now gone, and now you can end up free of responsibilities.

Tell the others I said hi, and that they worked hard, and I’m proud of them.

I am proud of you, and all you did.

You are, not was, you are a well written character. Even though you were not Gege’s favorite, you are my favorite. You are a lot of people’s favorite character of all time. And the world loves you.

You did good, you did your best and that is what is important.

You are Gojo Satoru, the strongest. You are going to remain the strongest in our hearts because you are not Gojo Satoru just because you are the strongest, you are the strongest because you're Satoru Gojo. I hope you know that, because your fans know that already.

I hope you are happy now, I hope you can rest in peace now. Even though the manga is not finished yet, I think I know that you are not coming back, Satoru. Me? I know that already, some of your fans? Not really, but I’m glad that they still have hope. I really love that.

You shall remain in our hearts as the strongest, sexiest man of Jujutsu Kaisen (sorry Nanami and Toji).

We love you Gojo, even though you are just a fictional character, even though you don’t know us, we love you because you taught us things, like you were our sensei. You helped us in so many things that you don’t know. So in the name of the fandom, I want to thank you.

Thank you Gojo Satoru,

And Rest In Peace, our blue eyed king!

[patolemus]

Wip Sunday

Got tagged a while ago by the wonderful @dontcallpanic @hedwig221b @gege-wondering-around and @endwersed (sorry this took me so long y'all it's been a tough week) so here you have another snippet from my time travel au

As he waits for class to start, Stiles takes out his phone. He’s got no new messages after the one from Vinny confirming Deucalion and his pack left town Saturday morning, and that Kali and Ennis were getting ready to do the same. Since no werewolves have started banging at his doorstep demanding he reveal what he’s doing in Beacon Hills, and hunters haven’t stuffed him full of arrows, Stiles considers the whole ordeal a success. A job well done, all in all.

There’s only one little thing that keeps nagging at Stiles, an ache in the back of the head.

But before he can get onto that little piece of information, the desk in front of him rattles with the sudden weight thrown on it. Stiles looks up instantly, lookingassessingmeasuring the personthingthreat. Maybe a harpy? A wendigo on the loose?

It’s Laura Hale. Stiles thinks he prefers the wendigo.

“Hey, Myca! How are you? You weren’t here last Friday, right? That was a bummer, I was going to invite you to hang out at the movies with a few friends, but I didn’t catch you all day,” she says, barely stopping to take a breath. Stiles wonders if this is what it feels like when he steamrolls over people with his words, and if so how is it that no one ever actually taped his mouth shut, because it’s kind of overwhelming.

Then again, maybe that’s the panic attack building up in the pit of his stomach. Who knows?

Why is it that no matter how much he tries to avoid the Hales, they end up finding him anyway? Stiles had never meant for them to even know his name, and now both of them have talked to him.

He misses Scott. Scott would know what to do, he’d be a gentle buffer between him and the Hales, would soak up the social interactions while Stiles panics in peace.

But Scott isn’t here. His Scott is dead, and in his place there’s an eight year old, and he’s not. Here.

Stiles still hasn’t learned to live without him. He dreads the day he finally does.

Laura is still looking at him, expectant. It takes Stiles a moment to realize she’s waiting for him to provide her with a real answer for her question.

Ah, shit. How is he supposed to not-explain that he was out in the distillery near the preserve watching a showdown between werewolves and hunters, threatening a few Alphas with murder and basically creeping on every supernaturally inclined individuals in town?

Yeah, Stiles thinks the fuck not.

“I had a few things to take care of. My dad—” he allows his throat to close up, remembering his dad and the awful fate that befell him. Stiles feels dirty for using the memory of his dead father to trick Laura, but it works out almost too well. Immediately, her face shifts from an invasively curious one to a sympathetic, pitying expression. Stiles has to hold back the urge to tell her to save her pity for herself, since she’s going to need it much more than he does if his plan doesn’t work. “Anyways, it was best if I didn’t come,” he finishes lamely.

Laura just stares at him for a moment, making Stiles want to fidget on his seat. While her gaze don’t inspire the same trepidation Derek’s did, it’s just as intense. Stiles remembers that was a trait both Derek and Cora shared, and now he’s guessing it’s a family thing. Her green eyes are nowhere near as pretty as Derek’s, but nonetheless Stiles fears they may be able to peer into his soul and find all of his secrets.

Stiles looks away before she does. It seems like the only thing he can do when it comes to the Hales.

“That’s alright, then,” there is a certain softness in Laura’s voice that makes Stiles want to scream. He says nothing. “Hey, do you want to go to the lacrosse game this Friday? It’s the last game before winter break, and everyone in school is going,” she swiftly changes the subject, and while the soft part of Stiles appreciates it, he can’t help but curse the particular topic she chose.

Seriously, what is it that the Hales find so interesting about him? Stiles never got this kind of attention from anyone in school before. In fact, people actively avoided him because he talked too much and couldn't stop moving and would go on about weird shit. Also because of his unfortunate stunt as a child delinquent who went about breaking people's noses when they pissed him off. And Stiles avoided them right back, since most people didn’t interest him enough. Without Scott, Stiles would be a loner by definition.

Yet here he is, with Laura Hale flashing her almost-too-toothy grin at him.

Laura is the best, I love her. Not a lot of sterek on this one but I thought I'd share a little of what Stiles gets up to when he's not too busy daydreaming about Derek hehe. No pressure tagging @hedwig221b @dontcallpanic @salty-fryingpan @novasillies @oldefashioned @fuji09 @endwersed @gege-wondering-around and @kittykatstiles sorry again that this took so long, uni is unsurprisingly kicking my ass

[lilunar]

Dear, name

prologue

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Trueform!Sukuna x reader warnings: mention of death, suicidal, killing, bullying, death

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Silence called for your manners as you stepped into your father's headquarters, all eyes were examining you. You stayed in silence, not daring to glance upon all those eyes that were menacing you, sauntering to your father's throne before holding a halt in front of his feet as you bent forward, bowing down to him. Remaining still on the ground, you can't do anything else except listen to your father's conversation with the man beside him, waiting patiently for his permission before you can continue your act.

"K- king Sukuna, please take a look at her, she is so obedient and she can serve anything thing you want. So p- please take her and not my precious daughter please." Your father begged, with fear in his eyes and tears around his lid from the thought of losing his precious daughter or your half-blood sister.

Your family is a messed up one and you know that. All you had left was you, yourself. Your mother died, trying to protect you from curses. She sacrificed all she had just for you. You, who wanted to die but you kept on tolerating. You, who don't want to be selfish. You, who hope one day you will be far gone from them.

"Hmm..... I'll take her," you felt an enormous hand lifting your chin and you were lingering in dismay as to make eye contact with the man in front of you, he inspected your whole body sharply before he let go after finalising his thought. He signalled to another person whom you concluded is his subordinate to approach you.

"Come with me," they said, reaching out their hand for you to grab. Gently, you reached out your hand to hold theirs then got up slowly. They walked to the room's entryway and you followed them without hesitation until an unexpected voice interrupted both of your ways. "One is not enough," Both of you turned your head gradually before staring at the interruption's owner. You finally see the man's whole appearance, his body seems to passed numerous repetitions for it to be bulky and built firmly. He had four eyes and they enchant you due to them being full of the colour red, unforgettable to state that half his face seems to have a slice of wood on it. His four arms caught your attention the most until you noticed his tattoos which caught your attention even more. Over all he is monstrous.

After suffering from bewitching a sight helped you escape away. The sight of your sister being sliced. She's dead.

A thud was heard and now silence is screaming. 

Thud, thud, silence is screeching.

He killed all your bloodlines.

"Let's go, Uraume. Bring her with us too."

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author's note: Please do not repost, rewrite, or do anything without my permission, reblogs are perfectly fine. Feel free to correct my mistake, English is not my first language.

*I do not own the characters, Gege Akutami does. Only y/n is written by me.*

[sunnyfoxsstuff]

Hey felt a little sick kinda nauseous lastnight but im not dead xD anyways i hope you all are fine and well and that your days are going well ;)

Chapter 3: new's

FX:"if he's dead why would he be there then? I mean it doesnt seem like him to want revenge"

Xie lian didnt really know what to do or say but he decided he'd still help shi qingxuan if he need help on that note mu qing and feng xing left soon after,

A little while later shi qingxuan came out with the New fresh robe on that xie lian gave him it had only one color but he seemed content with it, they've continued the day by chatting catching up while at the same Time shi qingxuan would help xie lian with chores and such soon enough the Sun started setting down for the day

Sqx:"between do you know if uh, hua cheng's gonna Come?" Looking at xie lian

XL:"he probably will why? Do you need something? I could try to help you" looking back at shi qingxuan with a gentle smile

Sqx:"ah- uh- well i dont think you could help me honestly, dont take it against you though!" He said a bit awkwardly, a silence then took place until he spoke again "actually could you ask hua cheng to bring he xuan? I wanna start over our friendship and make it up for what my brother did to him because of me but i know hua cheng wouldnt even want to help me" looking straight at xie lian with a determined look keeping his bright smile on sure of himself

Xie lian was speechless he wanted to refuse after all shi qingxuan had countless nightmare's about what happened back there in black water's manor, he xuan's manor and now he was willing to see he xuan again, "i'll see what i can do but are you really sure?" He answered concerned, shi qingxuan just nodded and smiled at his Friend, xie lian went on and prepared their diner which shi qingxuan was fearing he did not want to die a seccond time by xie lian's food but before he could say anything a swarm of silver butterfly's appeared and a tingling sound could be heard

"san lang! Welcome home" said xie lian with a bright smile looking at the red ghost king that appeared out of the swarm of silver butterfly's

HC:"did gege missed me?" He chuckle smiling back but glaring back looking over at shi qingxuan "what is he. Doing here gege? Is he bothering you again"he say's in a calm but strict ton

XL:"now now he isnt here for that actually he's only staying the night he wanted to Come visit me, we'll talk about all this around diner alright? It's almost done" he say's calmly putting a hand on hua cheng's back to then go back to cooking, hua cheng followed xie lian watching him cook

Shi qingxuan on his side decided to go outside, take some fresh air knowing hua cheng could've definitely tried to put him out of puqi shrine, After what felt like minutes but were only second's shi qingxuan got up and went a bit forward on the grass and started to dance like he used to to summon the wind his right hand acting like he was still holding his fan,

Xie lian noticing shi qingxuan wasnt inside proceeded on goin to the door looking outside seeing shi qingxuan dancing his old dance even noticing the gesture he was doing as if he had a fan, hua cheng soon joined xie lian's side

XL:"Say san lang do you think you could call the black Ghost king over for tomorrow?" He say's keeping his eye's on shi qingxuan dancing as calm as the wind is

HC:"why if i may ask gege" raising an eyebrow turning his head to xie lian

Pausing for minute xie lian then turn's his head to hua cheng "shi qingxuan he..came here to ask to meet black water"

HC:"tch, im not gonna do something for him." He say's crossing his arm's

XL:"san lang!" Sighing "then do it for me? After all im the one asking you it"looking away having his mind up about it

HC:"fine if it's what gege want, though you do know that your 'friend' is dead right? Its as clear as day light" walking back to the table setting bowl's down to eat and glasse's

XL:"of course i know even if it's hard to take it in" looking at hua cheng setting the table

Sorry but imma stop it here again i already wrote it longer than i thought i could it was hard to put up sense in what i would write next and all sadly no he xuan in this chapter and dont mind the title please i didnt know what to put :')

[gothsuguru]

ok. genuine thoughts. i’m upset that this was the route taken… i just think that it would’ve been more impactful had it actually BEEN satoru/hell even if it was sukuna’s mind playing tricks on him… bc it would’ve been instilling fear/doubt in sukuna’s mind which has never been done by anyone else before! also… i just wish it was JUST satoru himself. like i love yuuta and if it HAD to be anyone overtaking satoru’s body, i mean i’m glad it was yuuta and not kenjaku bc at least you know there’s no maliciousness involved! but it’s like… it’s so burdensome. to yuuta to have to do this and live w this fact + satoru said he doesn’t care what happens to his dead body but idk i just would think that gege would leave gojo’s body ALONE. gojo’s body should’ve never been on the playing field of “being used” i think he should’ve been the exception… having someone else inside THE gojo satoru’s body is just idk i don’t like that writing choice…

also. wouldn’t it have been more impactful if either:

1) sukuna AND yuji saw gojo and didn’t know what the hell was going on? sukuna feeling doubt at what he’s seeing and yuji feeling doubt/relief? because that’s HIS sensei. even if it was a mirage i think it would’ve been better than what we got if i’m being honest

2) and this is my own PERSONAL wish. i just wish that satoru would have chosen north and reached enlightenment/chose his students and pushed forward. bc that’s what makes satoru, SATORU. the youth. the future. his students. him losing the six eyes and not being “the strongest” anymore but it doesn’t matter bc his students got HIS back and he has THEIRS. hell even if he keeps his six eyes and just reaches enlightenment to GET stronger would be totally fine too! bc guess what… megumi is STILL inside sukuna. like i think gege fucking forgot about him -> in turn satoru doesn’t mention megumi… which is INSANITY bc he RAISED that boy. satoru raised megumi longer than toji did. like… idk.

there’s just personally so many things i’d do differently and it’s not even about “subverting expectations” i think gege should still service the story/characters without always caring about what Crazy Subversion he can do… bc then you end up LOSING the ideals/personality of the characters themselves!

idk man… i’m beyond glad we got gojo panels and i’m glad yuuta is back but also… it isn’t yuuta in his own body 😭 and also i feel like we should’ve gotten more yuji/yuuta team up… and ANOTHER also. i didn’t feel anything when choso died like………. gege is so casually killing characters off and it doesn’t even service the plot it’s just useless… so there’s no EMOTION behind it. which is crazy bc i love choso and i should’ve been wailing when he died but there just wasn’t any build up… :/ also. i’m still mad about the twin theory not being real. uncle/nephew is one thing but twin theory would have been PERFECT. same with gojo losing six eyes/reaching white light enlightenment idc either one. also suguru would absolutely be the type of man who would tell satoru to go forward and go north… same w nanami. nanami would want yuji protected at all costs… AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON GOJO BARELY EMOTING WHEN NANAMI DIED!!!!!! ok now i’m just ranting abt my qualms w the manga. anyways. i’m curious what happens but like… these chapters don’t HIT like how hidden inventory/yuji higu fight hit… like atp bring back toji again i think he’d team up w yuji to bring his son back like we lost the plot…

but also. anyone being mad at yuuta you have critical thinking/reading issues… like yuuta is doing all of this out of desperation he has no other choice 😭 you can’t fight sukuna by being all sweet and humane like… i fear you gotta get monstrous to deal w a demon like him. yuji ate his siblings. there’s just heinous shit you gotta do to deal with this type of man and that’s what you have to do… again it’s the tie in of being a “monster” and feeling like you have no other options: aka something that ALL jjk characters (gojo, geto, toji, yuji, megumi, nanami) had to DO. you’ll have to do things you don’t want to in order to secure a safer future for your loved ones. like damn i hate that gege wrote it like this but alas… what can we do! 😭 just don’t be mean to yuuta or else i’ll fight you idgaf 🤨 but tbh w the way shit is going… if gege kills off yuuta… i’m killing myself. i’m gonna acc drop the manga………….

[sadistic-kiss]

🐺House of Alphas Chapter 59: On The Road Again 🐺

(Jujutsu Kaisen Omegaverse )

Summary: Waking up in a world that was not your own was problematic enough. Being the villainess was another. However, the possessive alphas might take the cake.

Disclaimer: Angsty but I ain’t Gege

Omega!Reader x Alpha!Sukuna x Alpha!Gojo x Alpha!Toji x Alpha!Nanami x Alpha!Getou

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…

“Is she alright?”

Your alphas crowded and helped you up.

“Are you okay?”

“What happened?”

You blinked a few times realizing you were still looking at the dead bandit before your feet. “I…um…I’ve never killed… uh anyone…or seen it like this…”

Your white hair alpha perked up, “Oh~! Just think of it like killing a slug.” He shrugged nonchalantly.

Your lip twitched in an awkward smile as you looked at him, “It’s not that simple…for me. I… never had to kill people in my world. It… feels…I dunno weird…” You felt bad for causing them stress. Just one scratch and they seemed like they were ready to set this forest on fire.

Getou calmed down much quicker than everyone else, “Weird how?”

“Weird like…” You paused watching as Sukuna came into view.

He had one of the bandits gripped in his claws. The enemy thrashed around as he was dragged but it was to no avail. “You choked.” Sukuna stated with a growl. He picked up the bandit and pushed him into Toji as your alpha held his arms back. Sukuna grabbed you, pushing you forward, “Kill him.”

Your eyes widen as you look at the thief who has fearful tears running down his bloodied rugged cheeks.

“H-have mercy!” He whimpered with a shaking lip

Your brows furrowed deeply, stomach feeling sicker by the minute.

Sukuna nudged you, “Go on, it’s just like anything else you’ve killed.”

“I… no I can’t… I just…this is different…”

Getou rubbed your back gently, “He would have no mercy on you sweetheart. I mean look what they did to your sweet face…” your alpha caressed your cheek with a gentle pout on his lips.

“I know that…” you whispered trying your best to look at the man and see a monster but no matter how you stared at him your brain couldn’t be so delusional. This was a person. He had a name, a family, and perhaps kids. Maybe he was someone’s son or lover. He came from somewhere and to end his life just like it was nothing felt so strange. You will have to do this later when you fight more people. Or like when you have to kill Mahito and Kenjaku… might as well get the nervous shakes out now right? You raised your hand feeling cursed energy pulse.

The bandit wiggled as much as he could while yelling his efforts doubling, “Please! Don’t! I don’t want to die!”

Your body felt itchy, you could feel the panic crawl over your skin. Hearing him beg you for mercy made you feel disgusting.

Your alphas noticed your hesitation, Toji looked toward Gojo as he stepped up understanding the assignment.

“Shut up pal.” Gojo punched the guy in the stomach causing him to grunt as Toji released him to fall on the floor. “After you, my queen.” He bowed as if serving this kill up on a plate.

Unfortunately, this only made the man look even more pitiful and weak. Shivering on the ground with his hand on his stomach. Orbs full of life wavering as if his past were flashing before his eyes, who were you to snuff it all out? Even though you know within your heart he wouldn’t have hesitated it still wasn’t something so easy for you to do. Your first kill, your first blood. Will this man’s face haunt you for the rest of your life?

Your hand shook as you pulled it back. “I-I can’t I’m sorry I just…“

Sukuna growled, “It’s them or us!“

The man got up and scrambled away.

“Kill him!” Sukuna pointed as the man ran.

“Sukuna please-“

...

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[polite-pandemonium]

[LISTEN] -  always an angel, never a god - a Shoko Ieiri playlist that very much is meant to represent her post chapter 236. Sad tunes by female musicians. Also - female rage. Gege doesn't seem to want to show us her feelings, so I will do it through song! All songs are Shoko centric, but some definitely could be directed towards either Satoru or Suguru or both!!!!! I tried to have this sort of follow a narrative that takes place pre, during, and post the Shinjuku Showdown arc, while making sure the music still flowed. IDK, I took this very seriously lol. Tracklist: 1. I don't like my mind - mitski 2. in hell - japanese breakfast 3. final girl - chvrches 4. days of oblivion - metric 5. not strong enough - boy genius 6. doomsday - lizzie mcapline 7. both all the time - faye webster 8. you always get what you want - the japanese house 9. when was that? - angus and julia stone 10. only the strong - laura marling 11. girls against god - florence + the machine specific lyrics for each song under the cut!

I don't like my mind | mitski I blast music loud and I work myself to the bone and on an inconvenient Christmas, I eat a cake a whole cake all for me and then I get sick and throw up and there's another memory that gets stuck inside the walls of my skull waiting for its turn to talk and it may be a few years but you can bet it's there waiting still for me to be left alone in a room with the things that I've done a whole cake so please don't take take this job from me

in hell | japanese breakfast with my luck, you'll be dead within the year I've come to expect it there's nothing left to fear, at least there's that and under the fluorescence, another sterile room where no one ever tells you just how clinical death looks and I can't unsee it the two shots it took hell is finding someone to love and I can't have you hell is finding someone to love and I can't see you again

final girl | chvrches swallowing the seeds of sin we sewed into the ground keeping secrets until everything became a bit too loud I would wash it down, I could drown it out by filling up the silence with an organ sound and by writing sentences I used to think were quite profound and it feels like the weight is too much to carry I should quit maybe go get married only time will tell in the final cut in the final scene there's a final girl does she look like me?

days of oblivion | metric all the times that now and then appear as only dreams all the stuff from way back when that's coming up don't self destruct you don't have to call for the wrecking ball or burn the world to ashes all you have to do is ask me to I'll stop you where the descending stairs drop I've unlocked all the doors and I've lost all the keys and I live in a mansion made up from memories I know I need you don't ever leave me I'll never leave you behind I know you need me the way I need you I'll never leave you don't ever leave me behind not strong enough | boy genius do you see us getting scraped up off the pavement? I don't know why I am the way I am not strong enough to be your man I lied - I am just lowering your expectations half a mind that keeps the other second guessing close my eyes and count always an angel, never a god I don't know why I am the way I am there's something in the static I think I've been having revelations coming to in the front seat, nearly empty skip the exit to our old street and go home go home alone doomsday | lizzie mcalpine doomsday is close at hand I'll book the marching band to play as you speak I'll feel like throwing up you'll sit and stare like a goddamn machine I'd like to plan out my part in this but you're such a narcissist that you did it on Halloween I had no choice in the matter why would I? it's only the death of me both all the time | faye webster will I stop crying for once? it's hurting my eyes there's a difference between lonely and lonesome but I'm both all the time I'm loneliest at night after my shower beer and I'll go to sleep without turning out the lights pretend like somebody's here you always get what you want | the japanese house and you've left now but it's better that I know you're gone and I breathe out dizzy from the last hour of holding on and does he do right by you? and does he work so hard? I know you'll miss me, but you'll call me back you always get what you want when was that? | angus and julia stone I wonder if you can hear me wonder if you can feel my heart beating now I wonder if things will be okay wonder if things will keep changing will I fall down? take me back to when things were easier take me back to a place where I belong take me back to a place that feels like home when was that? only the strong | laura marling we've been here a thousand times wish I could go back and find letters I wrote you in my mind perhaps I could unknot us from this awful bind hope that you can change my mind had to leave this crying all behind I hope that you don't think that I'm unkind just somebody told me only and only only the strong can survive

girls against god | florence + the machine if they ever let me out, I'm really gonna let it out I listen to music from 2006 and feel kind of sick but, oh god, you're gonna get it you'll be sorry that you messed with this oh, tell me it's not over yet and in my darkest fantasies, I'm the picture of passivity waiting for you side of stage suppressing all my private rage oh, it's good to be alive crying into cereal at midnight and if they let me out, I'm really gonna let it out when I decided to wage holy war it very much looked like staring at my bedroom floor but, oh god, you're gonna get it you'll be sorry that you messed with me

[runabout-river]

Thoughts on JJK Chapter 234 (Spoilers)

We start the chapter with Yuta being on the verge of a nervous breakdown again which leads him to want to help Gojo in his fight. We also get some of the planning that went into this battle in the 1 month time skip.

Basically, the others are only allowed to enter the fight when Gojo becomes weaker then them (and Kashimo is the first to go) but that hasn't happened yet. Yuta is also an insurance for future battles apparently.

Things we've been thinking all this time finally laid out! Gojo's winning conditions are easier than Sukuna's (but don't forget, Gojo also has to win a way where Megumi can be rescued/resurrected, meaning his head has to still remain). But was is Sukuna's trump card in this? (Maybe some more servants from the past who have been reincarnated outside of Uraume?)

As I've speculated last chapter, Nue did inherit the power from the dead serpent orochi but Agito is also a fusion of living shikigami. On the Japanese fandom side, the other part of the fusion was said to be the Divine Dog Totality but now we see that it's the Round Deer and the "Mourn Tiger".

My theory from forever ago that the ninth shikigami is a tiger has now been proven correct!

But more on Agito: I think the confusion on why the Divine Dog Kon should be part of this chimera came from the name "Totality" . From what I understood, all Shikigami who have inherited the powers from dead ones get that moniker, but many saw the title as the actual name of the dog. Also, we later see Gojo kill Agito but because it's a fusion, Nue, the Deer and the Tiger won't die. Which would've been different if it had only been a "totality" .

This entire fight we didn't have much insight on how Sukuna was fairing. From this we see that he fears Hollow Purple for the moment and that he doesn't know about Utahime and gramps helping Gojo. This might be important later. It's also funny how he hides in the shadows.

It's so interesting how Sukuna says this and it also strengthens my argument that Mahoraga will die and that Megumi will perfect the 10ST without it. (This also makes me think that the shikigami might have some autonomy over themselves in opposition to the sorcerer who summoned them.)

Mahoraga being seemingly able to use Sukuna's technique is a surprise. If that is true it can mean two things. 1) Mahoraga can use the technique of its user, meaning Maho would be able to independently summon other shikigami, or 2) Mahoraga can use the techniques it adapted to. If the second one is true, then we'll have a shikigami that can use infinity in the future.

Gojo calling Agito weak gives me hope in Megumi getting his technique back and perfecting it himself. If for example the skeletal construct in Chimera Shadow Garden is needed for the ultimate shikigami fusion, then of course only Megumi would be able to make that fusion because Sukuna doesn't have access to CSG (from what we know until now).

I also love how Gojo looks s bit crazed here and that Mahoraga protected Sukuna with his hand.

The last page of this chapter says that the climax is approaching and that Shinjuku is going to suffer Hollow Purple again. On one hand, narratively, the story can only go in the direction where Sukuna wins, on the other hand, Gege can just as well make the end of this fight as crazy as possible.

The craziest idea I have right now is that Megumi will turn into a curse.

[randomingoftherandomness]

Could I get a Shangzhi fic where one is having a bad nightmare and the other comforts?

A/N: I'm rewatching Episode 5 and absolutely re-swooning over the scene where Gege comes to the prison to pick up Didi. And the matching black robes with the gold embroideries? Unf. Couple clothes FTW.

Side note, I can tell that Yuanzhi's embroidery is of a lily, but what's the one on Shangjue's? Does anyone know? Inquiring minds wonder.

Enjoy the fic!

--

It comes in flashes.

The sight of his mother and younger brother dead at the door of their home. Shangjue's world is burning and the air is thick with the screams of the dead and dying. Someone calls his name and he turns to see a glimpse of a black robe disappearing around a corner. When he moves to give chase, he finds himself at the bottom of the prison steps, waiting with bated breath for a shade, a shadow.

And then.

In the clinic. The acrid smell of burning herbs, sweat, and the tang of blood. A hand so cold, so unnaturally weak, pressed between his own. How many more times will his weaknesses cause him to lose the ones he loves?

Gege...

It turns to pitch black. Then to daylight. A field of corpses lay around him. Faces of people he knows. Faces of those he can only half remember from a life ago. But one face. Shangjue frantically runs through the dreamscape, screaming without sound.

...ge!

He is in the throes of lovemaking. Body to body, tangled in ecstasy and passion. A kiss brushes over his lips and he gasps, pulling back to see Yuanzhi choking on a mouthful of blood, chest slick with red, eyes wide and fearful as he sobs--

Shangjue makes a grab for his knife the moment he crashes back into the world of the waking. Frantic jack-rabbiting heartbeats ring loud in his ears, and he kicks off, scrambling back and away.

"Gege, gege, hey hey, it's just me. It's just me, Ge."

Yuanzhi's face swims in front of him. He repeats himself, coaxing him softly until he lets Yuanzhi take the knife away from him.

"Ge, can I touch you?"

Shangjue's throat clicks on that swallow. Breath hitching, he holds out his arms. "Yes, of course, yes..."

Yuanzhi practically throws himself into Shangjue's embrace, climbing into his lap and wrapping his body around him. Shangjue welcomes the weight against his body. Holds on to the anchoring heat of him, the way he moves, breathes and feels so, so alive.

He reaches up to sink his fingers into Yuanzhi's hair. Tilting his head, he breathes him in, letting himself drown in the way Yuanzhi smells like himself and them all at the same time.

"I had a bad dream."

With gentle pats, Yuanzhi hums his understanding against the side of his head. His breath tickles against Shangjue's scalp. Wrapping his arm around Yuanzhi's waist, he allows himself a moment to reorient.

They're in his room. Still in the bedclothes they'd fallen asleep in. The watery silver of the moonlight slips in with the autumn chill.

They're alright. Yuanzhi is alright. The family is alright. There is no imminent threat to contend with. Shangjue is safe. They all are.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Yuanzhi asks.

Shangjue exhales, relaxing his hold on Yuanzhi enough to reach a hand to splay over his left breast. Keeping it there for a beat, he runs his touch up to his neck, brushing his thumb over his pulse point. Carefully, he traces the line up to Yuanzhi's jawline.

Caressing the corner of Yuanzhi's gentle smile, he shakes his head. "No," Shangjue says. "Not right now."

Yuanzhi nods, placing his own hand on Shangjue's chest. "What do you need?"

Curling his fingers, he dips in to press their brows together. Savouring the way their breaths mingle, he murmurs, "Just let me hold you?"

"Of course, you can," Yuanzhi huffs, tilting his head to carefully kiss him. "But if we could just move this to the bed, I think I'd be grateful."

The request is sudden enough to startle a bark of laughter from Shangjue. "Alright. Whatever my Didi wants."

[3dchoujinbag]

Comparing the JJK fan's current experience with my experience with Jojolion

From 2020 - 2021, the Jojolion fandom was a pressure cooker: fan theories and coping and criticisms were everywhere. Some were determined to keep the faith, some were proclaiming the story ruined, but we all were held hostage by our need to know how it ended, how everything payed off. Reading JJK weekly now, I feel like we are going through something similar. Spoiler-heavy observations and parallels below the cut.

TL;DR - watching, chapter-by-chapter, as a story you care about makes mistakes (whether perceived or not) near its end is maddening. Read Jojolion.

Disclaimers:

1) I very much love both series, warts and all. 2) Even while reading weekly/monthly, both series have great moments and art. It's never all doom and gloom. 3) These are feelings that are massively exacerbated by watching a story you're very invested in finish in slow motion. Jojolion's last arc works better in hindsight (warts and all), and I'm sure this arc will work much better when it's done -- think about how much hate the Culling Games got while that arc was coming out.

Heavy, HEAVY Jujutsu Kaisen and Jojolion manga Spoilers below:

Reasons fans began to dread the end of both JJK/JJL:

Major character that has been very plot-relevant getting an unsatisfying, abrupt death. You never truly shake the feeling it was intended to be a fake-out death

(Literally no one believed Jobin was dead for years) (Gojo can apply here too)

Hyped-up, fan-favorite side characters end up feeling underexplored, getting extremely quick and underwhelming deaths

Too much of the finite remaining page time and plot relevance is being given to characters with no real apparent arc or fewer interesting character dynamics

(Love both characters but its true)

Resisting the encroaching fear that long-awaited moments will never come until the story ends abruptly (JJK will most likely end abruptly). "This can't be the last arc, I've been obsessing over this unaddressed plot thread for months!"

Phases of the battle/arc feel extra long due to wait between chapters, protagonists can feel stuck in one place for months

Fan-favorite character dynamics being absent for long stretches of time (YasuGap, Most of JJK's cast lowkey)

The story frequently references its framing device, keeping the faith alive that everything has been meticulously planned

(Don't get me started on the flashforward)

All this, slowly stewing in the fanbase over months, can make fans feel trapped between faith, dread, and pessimism as the story moves at a seemingly glacial pace towards its ending.

I feel like by the time Jojolion was finally ending, everyone's nerves were so fried that we barely even wanted to discuss the ending at all. I hope we can avoid a similar collapse, but we'll see how Gege chooses to end his story. As someone deeply invested JJK's ending, I think it's been important for me to separate from the story for a bit when needed.

Again, keep in mind that I've learned to appreciate Wonder Of U, and I am still enjoying JJK quite a lot. Both series, while very different, never fail to make interesting choices in how they interact with battle manga tropes and structure. They can just be perplexing and frustrating at times, especially so close to the end.

I'm sure this is not a unique phenomena. It's basically what sports fans go through, in a way. These are just two recent examples that really stick out in my personal experience.

[zehecatl]

2024 media thread PART AUGUST

6th August: Fear Street 1994

despite my love for the horror genre, i've honestly never watched much horror- in fact, i'd say this is probably my second horror movie, ever? and while i did very much primarily pick this because of the sapphics, holy shit, what a fun time

i'm not very well-versed in the genre, but i really liked the combination of slasher and supernatural. the set up is so interesting, and i'm very much looking forward to learning more over the next two entries. i love how the movie works both as a stand-alone, and as a set up for the rest of the trilogy

also, what a fun cast!! i really liked the dynamic at play here, and how grounded everyone was; outside of the very beginning, i never had a 'oh my god, why are you acting so DUMB' moment. also, a small moment i really loved was how, despite the town's differences, Sunnyside and Shadyside both refused to tell the cops anything. ACAB, and all that 👏

definitely looking forward to watching the other two :]

13th August: Jujutsu Kaisen 0

tfw a friend makes you go watch a movie, and you come out of it with another black haired boy to cry about

okay, for real- while i don't know everything about JJK, i do know enough to watch this, and it's definitely a really good movie. i think Gege's writing actually really shines in it, because it perfectly encapsulates a lot of what he does best- tragedy, human connection, that perfect note of horror that really makes his series special. it was a little rushed, like i think a two-parter would have been really good, but we did get enough to make everything make sense, and, like. this got me attached to Geto. i literally stopped watching s1 before he really got to show up (yes, i know about the thing, but you get what i mean). and i nearly cried at the end

it's! a really good movie!! it did make me really attached to Yuta and Maki and Inumaki (i feel like Panda is more of a gimmick character to round out the cast, than a real character? like, obviously that could change in the actual series, but he did fall a bit flat here) and it does showcase enough of the Geto/Gojo relationship to tease the fans, and all around, it's. a nice way to restart my watch into the series?

it does kind of make me want more time with the kiddos tho. can we get a spin-off. can we get to watch them train together and be babies. that would be nice

(also get Geto therapy. please. i know he's dead, but i think maybe if you give enough therapy to his corpse, that could fix some things)

21th August: WIND BREAKER

how the FUCK is this anime not more popular, how the fuck has the whump community not devoured it whole, how the FUCK is there not more fanart and fanfic, like hello? hello??? the most tumblr-catered thing to ever exist, and NO ONE IS TALKING ABOUT IT...

literally, genuinely, this is just. it's one of the best written shounen i've ever seen. it's so well done- every character is distinct and has an unique and compelling design, and the way the plot and character arcs are weaved together, even just from what little you're getting from the anime, it's just- it's so well done

Sakura, as a protagonist, is so so interesting too. he's completely out of his comfort zone, he's basically a feral kitten forced into an affectionate household, like he has no clue what to do with himself, or anyone- but he wants, so much, to Do Good. this is a guy who has been starved for affection, for kindness, who craves is so deeply he can't even handle other people holding hands. like the whole set up is just. chef's kiss. absolutely delicious i'm eating so good

and then there's the Shishitoren arc, which the anime covers, and which broke my head open and filled me with Love Togame, like just. the whole arc. it's so well-written and perfectly paced, and the way everything is done is just. UGH. UGH!!!!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH

and just. i could gush for days. about this anime. i could gush about the characters, about the plot, about the ANIMATION. THE FUCKING ENDING AND OPENING?? ARE SO GOOD?? and the FIGHT SCENES, UGH, they're so fucking fantastic, like just. this is genuinely one of the best series i've ever seen, and it's a crime it's not more loved. if we don't get a season 2, i am throwing hands

23th August: Fear Street 1978

pretty good! i do think it suffers a bit from being the middle child, with lots of focus on set up, but i had fun anyway. honestly, i don't have a lot to say about this one?

i liked the sibling focus, i liked the characters, i liked the background we got fed, and how it kept itself tied to what it already set up (Ruby Lane's mother! neat!), but it's- yeah, it's the middle child. not much to say

i will say i fucking died when we got the self harm reveal, because that shit was so crap. also i wish Alice and Cindy had kissed. the tension was there, okay. we could have gotten 3/3 lesbians :(

27th August: Yomawari: Midnight Shadows

usually i wouldn't put this on my list, since i didn't play it, but- i have already played it once. and i did watch Shae play all of it, so. like. it can be here. primarily because i just wanna GUSH about this game for a hot second, like. aaaaaaaaaah

i love this game. like, i ADORE this game. so much. it's so up my alley, with its japanese horror (yokai!! spirits!! SHRINES AND GODS!!!) and kids-going-through-it energy, and just. OUGH. LETTING ME EXPLORE A SPOOKY LITTLE TOWN?? YES PLEASE...

and Midnight Shadows, which is the second game in the series, and also the only one i've played, is just- it's so good. the story is genuinely so well-written and crafted, and yeah, it's not super in depth- you're basically getting a RPGmaker game, here, but. man

Yui and Haru's story hits. the twists hits. there is something so elegant in its simplicity, and i adore it so very much

also, also- Chaco is the best boy. and i love him. and i would die for him. and the fact that you get to walk around with him in the post-game is everything

(also- also- i love the art. there's something about it that just hits my brain real good, and i would absolutely buy an artbook. i would buy multiples. Nippon Ichi, please)

31th August: Fear Street 1666

if 1978 stumbled a bit due to being the middle child, 1666 fucking nailed it by being the youngest- or the finale, more accurately

it absolutely hit all the beats it needed to, and tied up everything so good- even its twist was done fantastically, and makes perfect sense. i do think this whole trilogy was really improved by being filmed at the same time, though i can't imagine it was an easy time. i especially really love the little call forwards, they're cute :]

also, honestly, the 1666 section was probably my favourite- which is mostly because i really like folk horror, and the witch bits, and just. the setting 💖 give me more of that please 💖

also really like the finale bits, and just- idk! it tied everything up really well! i'm ignoring the post-credit scene, because that was so unnecessary, but outside of that, Fear Street is just a really good trilogy. it also had sapphics, which improves everything, in my humble opinion, so like. hell yeah

[hardynwa]

Herdsmen kill pastor in Oyo, monarch sues for peace

A pastor, identified as Segun Adegboyega, has been reportedly killed by people suspected to be herdsmen on his farm in Ogbomoso, Oyo State. we gathered that the incident happened on Monday on the deceased’s farm located at Gege village on Ogbomoso-Iseyin Road. Investigation further revealed that three persons have been arrested in connection with the killing, and they have been moved into the custody of the Owode Police headquarters. Meanwhile, the Soun of Ogbomosoland, Oba Ghandi Olaoye, has appealed to the people of the town to remain calm over the incident, assuring them that those responsible for the killing would not go unpunished. Addressing them on Monday evening after the incident, Olaoye promised to work with security agents to get justice for the family of the deceased. The monarch said, “As your father, I wish to say, this is an ugly situation and it is uncalled for. I have spoken my mind to the Area Commander of Owode Police headquarters, who is here with me and I want to assure you that justice would be served. I equally sympathise with every one of you, may God continue to watch over you and the entire land of Ogbomoso.” As of press time, efforts to get police reactions were proved abortive, as Police Public Relations Officer, Adewale Osifeso’s mobile number was not reachable. Herdsmen attacks have been rampant in Oyo. we in October 2023 reported that there was palpable fear at Apalokun village in the Iwerele, Iwajowa Local Government Area of Oyo State, as many persons were reportedly feared dead in a clash between Operation Burst, Oodua Peoples Congress, Amotekun, Soludero and a group of herdsmen. Investigations by our correspondent revealed that a group of herdsmen invaded a farm in the community with their cattle and grazed on it, a situation which led to the demise of the owner of the farm during the argument. Also, crops worth thousands of naira were destroyed in the process. Read the full article