#idk who this is for except for me and my friend but have it

[nanamineedstherapy]

Until the end of me: Love is stored in the knife

Ieiri Shoko x F!Reader

Yandere!Gojo Satoru

Summary: Gojo Satoru is obsessed with his best friend's girlfriend. A/N: I have never written a doomed Yuri tragedy before, but that "Good Luck, Babe!" Satosugu edit rewired my brain like a bad phone charger so here we are. As always, the reader has no physical description except being body-abled & femme-coded, so go ahead, hallucinate whatever woman you want. pls be nice but also pls be mean idk i crave engagement like Gojo craves therapy. WC: 1400 exact.

You had never seen Shoko Ieiri smile like that.

Not in the brittle photographs from jujutsu school archives, not in the grimy Polaroids tucked behind her apartment fridge, and certainly not in the autopsy rooms where, between slashes of nicotine and exhaustion, she looked like someone half-consumed by grief’s slow digestion.

But when she smiled at you—really smiled—it was tender, tilted, and rare. She never gave it away for free. She never wasted it on the living, except you.

The first time you saw it, you thought you’d earned it by accident.

Now, months in, you knew better.

“You’re staring,” she murmured, wrist bent against the steering wheel, cigarette forgotten between her fingers.

She had the most careless way of holding danger.

Lit end glowing against the dark interior of the car. Engine off. No hurry. No audience.

You leaned your head against the window. The glass fogged beneath your breath. “You look happy.”

“Don’t spread rumors.”

A joke. But even Shoko, with all her practiced apathy, failed to hide the way her eyes softened when you reached over and threaded your fingers through her hair.

You learned early that nothing about loving Shoko was safe.

Not when you first kissed her behind the morgue, breathless, laughing against the bitter taste of smoke.

Not when she stitched you up after a cursed spirit caught you in the crossfire—steady hands, shaking breath.

Not when she whispered, against your throat, “I could love you until the end of me.”

It wasn’t a promise.

It was a warning.

And you were too soft, too smitten to hear it.

Because for a while, you thought you might be safe like this—entangled in late-night shifts, greasy ramen joints, and the quiet rhythm of someone who had nothing left to give but still tried for you.

You never noticed the shadow behind it all.

You never noticed Gojo.

At least, not the way you were supposed to.

---

You’d met Gojo Satoru the same way everyone did—like gravity had given up, and you were simply being pulled, helpless, toward orbit.

He wasn’t subtle. He wasn’t delicate.

He was magnetic in the most terrifying way. Loud, sharp, far too kind when he wanted to be. And yet, the kindness never reached his eyes when he looked at you.

In hindsight, it was all there.

How he lingered too long when you visited Shoko at Jujutsu Tech.

How he’d show up unannounced with something “for you both,” eyes flickering to yours like he was testing the lock on a door.

How he’d ask Shoko, “How’s your girl?” like you were a pet he could someday steal.

The first time Shoko told him to fuck off, it was funny.

The third time, it wasn’t.

When Shoko stopped joking about it entirely, you felt something crawl under your skin, settling there.

---

The evening you vanished, there was no sign of struggle. Only your phone left behind, a chair pulled out, tea still warm. They told Shoko that maybe you’d run away.

She knew better.

By the time she reached the abandoned train station on the edge of Suginami—a place where Tokyo’s neon bled into gray suburbs—you were already gagged and cuffed inside the shell of a ticket booth.

Gojo smiled at her through the fogged glass. Unbothered. Gentle, even. Like this was a surprise party, not a crime scene.

“Hey,” he said. “You came.”

You blinked, unable to scream, tears already stinging as you thrashed against the zip-ties that chewed at your wrists.

Shoko lit a cigarette with one hand.

With the other, she leveled a gun at him.

Dead calm.

“Open the door.”

Gojo tilted his head. “Shoko, come on. Don’t be like that.”

And then—softly, as if the weight of the world meant nothing—he said, “She deserves better than you.”

Your breath caught.

Shoko didn’t blink.

“Wrong,” she said. “She deserves better than both of us.”

The shot came fast.

He moved faster.

The glass shattered behind you.

You barely ducked in time.

---

You don’t remember much after that.

You remember the smell of cigarettes and wet earth as Shoko dragged you out of the booth by the collar, swearing under her breath.

You remember Gojo’s laugh—cruel, boyish, triumphant.

You remember Shoko slamming you into the passenger seat of her car, blood dripping down her temple, still cracking jokes like you weren’t both about to die.

You remember the quiet, brutal intimacy of her thumb wiping the dirt from your face before flooring it.

“Stay with me,” she said, voice trembling for the first time since you’d met her.

You stayed.

---

Weeks later, you stood together on the balcony of a hotel room under false names, sharing a cigarette you couldn’t stomach but refused to waste.

“You ever gonna leave me for someone safer?” Shoko asked, half-teasing.

You swallowed. The wind burned against your skin.

“You?” You said. “Or him?”

Shoko’s eyes flickered with something fragile.

You leaned into her. “Neither.”

And in that quiet, painful moment, with scars you hadn’t yet begun to inventory, you both knew the truth:

You loved her.

It wouldn’t save you.

But you loved her.

---

It was never about love for him.

It was about possession.

Shoko had what he couldn’t.

A sliver of peace.

Something unspeakably soft.

You.

It was a cheap, stolen night. You remember it now, in hindsight, like a cut that only stings when you brush against it.

You and Shoko in the infirmary, alone, pressed into the rickety cot, her mouth leaving bruises against your breasts, laughing softly when you gasped too loud.

Neither of you noticed the figure outside the door—not until much, much later.

Gojo.

And later, when Shoko finally pieced it together, she only said, bitterly, “Fucking voyeur.”

But by then, it was too late.

He’d already decided.

He wanted you.

And Shoko and you both knew he’d come for you again.

---

When you woke up in an empty warehouse, gagged, wrists roped tight, Gojo wasn’t smiling.

He was staring.

Like he’d been staring for weeks. Months, maybe.

“This could’ve been easy,” he murmured.

The blindfold was off. No infinity between you.

Just blue eyes, sharp and frighteningly empty. “But you’re stubborn.”

You didn’t waste your energy screaming. Shoko had taught you better. Keep it. Save it for when it mattered.

He paced in circles, talking more to himself than to you.

“You would’ve been happy,” he said. “With me. I would’ve given you everything. Everything. Not like Shoko.” His lip curled. “She doesn’t deserve you. I saw how she touched you. Like you were disposable.”

Disposable.

The word curdled in your throat.

That night, behind the infirmary door, wasn’t just some cheap indulgence.

It was the first time you saw Shoko crack open, all the sharpness slipping to reveal a woman who loved you recklessly.

And Gojo—

Gojo had seen it too.

---

The second rescue wasn’t clean.

It wasn’t heroic.

Shoko showed up bleeding.

Shot, maybe. Knife wound. You didn’t know.

Her breathing was shallow.

Her stance, off.

But she still smiled.

“You look like shit,” she rasped, eyes locking on you.

Gojo barely glanced her way. His eyes were still on you. “I told you,” he said softly. “You’ll regret staying with her.”

Shoko’s laugh, delirious and sharp, echoed off the concrete walls. “I regret a lot of things, Satoru. But not her.”

Then everything cracked open.

---

Later, in pieces, you’d remember:

Gojo’s cursed energy erupting, wild and fractured.

Shoko stepping between you and him, swaying.

The explosion—

The collapse of the warehouse.

The way she never once looked away from you.

When you clawed your way out of the rubble, alone, the only sound was rain hitting metal.

You found Gojo first.

Face-down.

Dead.

Not from the blast.

A knife through the heart.

Shoko’s knife.

And then you saw her.

Pinned under concrete.

Breathing—barely.

Her hand lifted, reaching for you.

No words.

Just a look.

Soft.

Like she was apologizing.

Like she was promising.

Like she was loving you, even here, at the end.

You held her hand until it went cold.

---

Weeks later, the news spun stories.

The explosion was blamed on cursed spirits.

Gojo died saving civilians.

Shoko died fighting.

Heroes, both.

No one asked about you.

Not really.

Except for Megumi.

Except for Nobara.

Except for the girls who watched you stare out the window of Shoko’s old office, wearing her jacket like armor.

All Works Masterlist

[echolynn13]

SFTH Chaotic Highlights (OMG Is This A Joke)

Alright, I'm finally starting to make these for the longforms! These are gonna be quite a bit longer than the other two I've made, since these videos are (typically) longer and I have a lot of thoughts about them lol (edit while writing, less than halfway through the video - yeah, I have way more to say than I thought I would)

Before I even get into the video itself, I just love the bold move of having their first Youtube longform be one about nazis, let's people know the kind of humor they'll be getting from these guys lmao

Also shout out to the not insignificant number of people who fully didn't recognize AJ with hair

Luke's executive decision to grab a prop gun and just stand there like 🧍🏼

"If he was only a foot and a half taller, he would be a perfect nazi!" Still one of my favorite Luke short jokes, because if I was him I genuinely wouldn't know how to take that observation-

Not sure why Sam chose the puffy purple jacket for his villain character, but at least we get to call him Ze Blackberry now

I'd like to imagine as Sam was introducing himself, he looked over to Luke like 'oh shit right, he's still just fucking standing there, I should probably include him somehow' and to Sam that ofc meant flirting with him

Which btw is the strangest flirting attempt I've ever seen- "Beautiful little pocket-sized Aryan" and "Sexy little ferret" ?? Guys I've never flirted with anyone but I don't think he's doing it right

"Guten Abend" Luke/Hans isn't good at this flirting thing either, but at least they're both having fun

Two French brothers casually parachuting over Berlin during World War II, nothing weird about that

"Ja- yes- er, oui! I'm trilingual, I'm sorry" Idk if it's the language confusion or the fact he apologized to the nazi, but this was a great line

"The plan is working perfectly, we're making them uncomfortable. Keep it up!" Luke, who has done very little in that regard except respond to Sam: "Okay!!" *just keeps standing there*

"Hard day being a nazi?" Considering you're currently giving him a backrub and are probably about to fuck him, I'd say he's having a pretty good day

Before Luke's BAFTA winning portrayals of grief in The Evil Make-A-Wish Kid and The Grape Depression, we had AJ's sobbing in OMGITAJ

So glad this play was set mainly in France so AJ could show off his French knowledge in the best ways (skipping across the stage and singing)

Sam characteristically entering briefly as an unspecified beast that for simplicity I'm going to call a ram

Genuinely one of my favorite and most underappreciated moments in the video is Katherine assigning Luke's character a feminine name, which he clearly didn't expect, and he just takes a moment to reevaluate life, while staring at the comedically placed banana in his hand. 10/10 fantastic bit

"My husband has been captured" "You know this for sure?" "Well he didn't come home and he's a French spy so" Fair logic that was 100% correct

"I already have a husband" "Well Xavier will have to wait until he's officially dead then" rip Jean-Luc man, at least Sarah seems to genuinely love him and be loyal though, good for them

Tag yourself, I'm AJ fangirling heavy over Xavier as he walks onstage

"I could have mimed it but I did not" has and forever will live in my brain rent free, bro had no reason to do that but took the fucking opportunity

Also Sarah's friend (did she ever get a name?) is simping for Xavier more than Sarah herself, they could've just fucked instead

"I don't know the French word for mice" "C'est une souris, une souris, une souris" French lessons with AJ

I've already made a whole post about my love for pre-reveal Xavier, but jesus, can you blame me? This character is the actual reason I started being attracted to Tom in the first place, why is he so SMOOTH-

Also the fact Luke didn't even flinch when Tom tilted his chair back and just nonchalantly crossed his legs- This whole scene is perfect istg

"I'm just going to take a few pictures-" That's so real of you girl

"I am a man" Gonna start saying this in front of the mirror as affirmations in the morning, same tone and everything

Tom launching himself across the stage before he even has the chance to rebutton his shirt lol

"Look out! It's the nazi-looking guy!" Saying this about the actual nazi is so funny

Not me being genuinely kinda sad about François getting killed

Katherine getting into Sam's carriage with a pumpkin (For some reason??) and Sam pausing not once, but twice, and eventually deciding to proceed as normal and not question it

Jean-Luc: *crying because trauma* Katherine: "Aw.. If you're thirsty you could drink it!" Katherine might've earned her place as my favorite 5th SFTH member they've had

Big Hans showing up with an entirely different vibe from the last time we saw him- Maybe because he's not busy being gay with Ze Blackberry

But really, why is this nazi boy so excited about the french language while he's taking over their country

"Les coqs :D" Sir what is this energy you're putting out, it's confusing me

I like that instead of just saying something like "It's a French horse, why do I care if I kicked it" he's just like "German horses wouldn't give a shit, your horses are just weak"

"Very hairy chickens you have here" A joke they couldn't have made now-

I'd just like to point out that Big Hans didn't get shot from what I could tell, so he could technically still be alive. Idk what to do with that information, I just wanted it out there

Tom pulling his classic sexy-character move: Foot dramatically placed on chair

The cleaner just being like "what a fucking mess, god I hate my job" as if Xavier and Sarah aren't currently having a whole plot-altering revelation in the same room

Oh yeah, and this is also the moment I was very relieved Sarah was a better person than me (/hj) and didn't sleep with Xavier

Also, mostly unrelated, but Katherine's voice specifically as the cleaner reminds me of DHMIS every single time and idk why

"Are you quite finished??" "... Honestly, no"

"But who would do that? Who would do- It was me" He tried to be mysterious but Xavier really wanted credit for what he did

Sam the Ram returns! Very cool that their first video had classics of all kinds: Sam being a chaotic animal, AJ getting to be French, Tom being a sexy German, and Luke being an equally-attractive-but-not-quite-as-played-up woman

"I was tortured by two men gettig with each other next to me" "They're always doing that, the nazis" If SFTH can make nazis gay af, they truly can do anything

Why does Ram-Sam look so offended on behalf of the French after Luke's "It's in my nature" line lmaoo

"Where did you get my dildo!?" Amazing line from Luke, but really what was that thing??

And ofc Xavier dies as he lived.. Shirtless. Sexy evil bastard-

[burningcheese-merchant]

youll be fine merchant, after all i follow you because i like you saying things, you make things interesting in a way, im not sure how to describe it, but what i do want to say is that you dont need to feel that way, u doing fine and i hope you continue doing fine

I'm grateful for your kind words. I really am. I'm touched you took the time to say something to me. But... Idk.

I'm feeling very raw today. I want to be totally real just once. Just this one time. No sarcasm or joking around like I usually do. Be my therapist/blank wall to whom I address my words of woe for a minute. Then we can all go back to normal after that

I've been having a major crisis of self-confidence lately. Been feeling stupid. Useless. Good for nothing. Probably just the Big Sad talking but that guy hasn't shut up for an awfully long time and he's harder to tune out on some days

Writing was always an escape for me. A form of catharsis. I'm actually quite terrible at speaking to people irl. I'm very shy and awkward. Social anxiety on steroids. I always expressed myself better in writing as opposed to spoken words. Idk it just feels a lot less stifling to me. I feel more free. Less judged. More in control of my thoughts. If that makes any sense.

Bit the bullet and started posting fics on AO3 just to indulge myself. Never really expected to get any attention. There was a ship I liked and there weren't really any fics for it, so I became the change I wished to see in the world. That was all it was. You want something done right, do it your damn self.

Wrote more. Different things with different characters and different ideas. Gained a lot more traction. Caught another bullet in my teeth and made this blog. People seem to like my ideas for some reason. I start to think "hey. Maybe I really am a good writer."

Then I took a few story-shaped sledgehammers to the skull and remembered that no, I'm not. Lol.

Comparison is the thief of joy. I know that. Nobody needs to remind me. But it's easier said than practiced. Read biscuitlabyrinth's stuff and felt like a fraud. Read Jambound and felt like a skyscraper-sized fraud. It's hard not to compare yourself to others when the "others" are practically hailed as heroes by the fandom. When there are mountains upon mountains of fanart happily illustrating their work. When their story has the most hits and the most kudos and the most comments and the most bookmarks in the entire Cookie Run tag on AO3, and only receives more every passing day. When there are people who want to bind the fic and make it an actual, physical book, because they love it so much. No one has ever said or done any of that for me or my stuff. Never got even a fraction of that love or attention. Not even close. And I never, ever will.

Yeah yeah. Two cakes. Everyone has said that to me. But if you all had to choose. If you could only eat one cake while the other one went straight to the trash. You wouldn't pick mine, would you? You'd pick the other one. You'd pick Jambound. Everyone would. Even my friends on here would. Why bother wasting time and ingredients baking the thing if you know that's how it's going to be? What's the point?

I know I'm not owed success. Nobody is. It's earned. It just... hurts, I guess. It hurts to feel compelled to doubt yourself so strongly after finally allowing yourself to believe you've done a good job at something for once in your life. To feel like even when I try, even when I put my best foot forward, it's not good enough. Nobody actually cares. No one will ever think of you like they think of those other people and their work. No one will think of you at all. You're just a sad little wannabe loser, wallowing in their shadows.

I don't blame those people for these feelings. I don't blame anyone except myself. To think or do otherwise would be childish. No one is responsible for making me feel inferior/inadequate besides me. I accept that these thought and feelings are foolish. Whiny. Unfair. No one should pay them any mind. I'll sort through them on my own.

It's stupid, all of this. Oh no, some person's fanfiction is more popular than yours. Boo hoo. It's the end of the world. Stupid. It's all stupid. And yet, the feelings persist. It sucks. I don't want to feel this way. I'd rather just forget about it all and go back to being the loser who was content just writing for herself and nobody else, really. I don't look good in green, that's for sure lol. But it's hard. It's hard to let go of something that's got its jaws clenched around your neck so tight. Waiting for you to stop fighting and bleed out before it can finish its meal.

I always thought that writing was the only thing I was ever good at. That I was ever good for. Learned the hard way that that's not true. That my best was never anything but mediocre in reality. It's really no wonder Jambound is as beloved as it is. It's wonderful. Fantastic. It deserves all the praise it gets. I wish I could write half as well as that. But I don't. And now sometimes I wonder if anyone would even notice, even if I did.

I'm not happy writing anymore. Feels like it got snatched from me. The thing I love, that always brought me a measure of peace no matter how depressed I got. Gone. I can't draw worth a damn. I'm not funny. I'm not that smart. I never thought I had anything to give anyone except my writing. Now I understand that I don't have that, either. My cake sucks. No wonder everyone would rather eat theirs.

I'll get over it eventually. I'm stubborn if nothing else at all. I've got stories to tell and finish, even if they'll never mean anything to anyone except myself. Might as well. For my own sake.

There. Said my piece. Poured my miserable little heart out. Let's not talk about this anymore. Go back to enjoying the fancy, professional cake and celebrating the talented baker. Leave me to my cracked countertop covered in stale flour and rotten eggs and bland frosting. I never said anything worth listening to. I'm not sure I ever have.

No more self-pity after this, back to being a silly bozo as usual. Thanks for reading all this gunk if you bothered to for whatever reason. Y'all have a nice day. Better than mine, hopefully

[danadiadea]

Idk why is the OP answering to my takes while not reblogging my post, but I'd like add to maxdibert's answer a bit, more about OP's misinterpretation and lies about the canon rather then about their victimblamey logic that denies the existence of reasons behind people behaviours, and the difference between the words "affected" and "determined" which is rather obvious to a 6 years old.

JAMES started the conflict on the train by striding into snily conversation, insulting Slytherin and confronting Snape when he made a "small disparaging noise" on James’ comments he literally had never asked for. Only then does Snape make a remark on Gryffindor, after that Sirius insults him, Lily suggests to leave the conflict and Severus complies. James and Sirius mock Lily, try to make Severus trip and give him a sexist nickname then. I'd politely suggest you to reread the books before adressing them. Also Snape is MUGGLE RAISED, what context are you talking about? Do you think his muggle father was subscribed to the Daily Prophet? He had known some stuff his mum told him, but he obviously didn't have access to fresh wizarding press. You seem to be chronically unable to see other people perspectives, truly.

YES, James DID bully other people, not only Snape! This is canon! And Snape fans talk about it all the time because it proves that a) James was an arrogant toerag b) him bullying Snape was never about the war or the ideology, but about mistreating others because he could. James hexed people for the fun of it and he was gross with or without considering Snape. This literally is a crown of anti-James' arguments.

Anyway, the first wizarding war had barely started at their first year, and a boy like James had no way of witnessing any war horrors to the extent it'd dehumanise him, at worst he'd read about some violence in press just like you do every day. Stop throwing the word "dehumanise" around like it holds no weight.

Harry does not reject violence at all, he is violent multiple times though the series, the only thing about him is that he refuses to kill. And you have severe problems with analysis, because James being a bully isn't narratively connected to the war anywhere in the text ever.

You know who is a character that made an extremely hard right choices every day, for 18 years, working to defeat Voldemort, except having everything to lose and nothing to win? Severus fucking Snape. He would've been justified if he gave no fucks about the woman who married his abuser and their son to me, but he did. Snape is a textbook example of doing right choices in circumstances where it requires inhumane effort, and not Sirius Black. Snape was choosing to work for people who mistreated him, to defend a boy who looked like his abuser's carbon copy, to be loyal to a man who silenced his murder attempt, to implement the plan on killing Voldemort all alone during his Headmaster year, being seen as a traitor and knowing he'd have to betray Lily by sending her son to die. If you are so enamoured with that dumb neoliberal idea that "everyone can make good choises, if someone doesn't it means they didn't try", then Severus Snape should be hoisted on your flag. Sirius chose... to stick to his best friend's (inherited from his parents) political option with full material stability and "morally correct" people supporting him, having fun while motorcycle racing with death eaters (see: Harry potter prequel). Oh yes, a real hero of overcoming the circumstances. And made exclusively amazing choices too, like let's say using his disabled friend as a weapon against a classmate he disliked. Frankly, sticking to a harmful political ideology as a dumb teen for a couple of years, when it's common enough so that even after the war the wizards chose a mild blood purist Fudge as a minister, is literally not morally worse in any way.

Saying that crimes of people who fight against harmful ideologies are less then crimes is absolutely fucking ridiculous. My greatgrandmother was raped by a soviet soldier who fought against nazi invasion, and an ethnicity she belonged to was seen as "traitorous" and "siding with nazis" in soviet propaganda. Was that better somehow then being raped by a nazi? Was that rapist morally good for being against nazism? You have literally no idea what are you talking about. Your naive talks about "good" and "bad" sides are laughable – there are the whole lot of people who fight against toxic ideologies because this is a way for them to inflict violence on others; who join not because they are morally good people, but because this closes their own practical ar psychological needs. Justifying stripping a 16yo boy naked – a halfblood, muggle raised, poor boy, whose only crime was to be in Slytherin, he didn't fucking genocide or invade or kill anyone, what the fuck was James supposed to "forgive" or "understand" him for?? if anything, Snape being condemned by the narrative for not forgiving James and Sirius is "absolute forgiveness" propaganda – because Marauders, who basically saw only their homes and Hogwarts, were supposedly "dehumanised by war", makes a huge disfavour to people who are actually living through war experiences (to me personally, if you will). The war doesn't invalidate abuse, even if they did bully Snape for being affiliated with the DEs – which they canonically DIDN'T, James explicitly says that he bullies Snape for existing, Sirius and Lily confirm it – it wouldn't make abusing him correct! You masturbate on the idea of unlimited free will so hard, but to NOT abuse Snape wasn't a choice James could make? Understanding that devoiding someone of safe spaces and targeting them wouldn't make one more likely to not join Voldemort, and instead trying to help them or at least leave them alone is something "free will" doesn't spread onto?

And to adress your first point – I see absolutely enermous amount of people in my FYP who say that James and Snape had a "rivalry", that Snape deserved to be bullied for learning Dark Magic or for being a "nazi" or for "stalkering" Lily etc. I am pretty sure I am not hallucinating, yk? Those are the takes marauders fandom repeats religiously to ignore that James Potter was nothing but an arrogant jerk who gave at least one of his victims a trauma just because he could, and never once considered how it might affect them. He was not a child of Satan – he was a typical privileged garbage who was sure he had the right to mistreat others, and he disgusts me just as every real life privileged garbage mistreating others for fun does, regardless of their political views.

Isn’t that funny that Snape stans are obsessed w James as much as Snape himself was obsessed with him

[glittter-skeleton]

Hello OUAT fandom, I bring you Emma’s emotional cheating in s4

[cupsy-daisy]

Woagh! 2 posts in 1 day! (Saying this like it’s not uncommon) but have my tma sona!!! These drawings are a month or 2 old but i’m finally posting them!!

This is just my sona from season 1-3 the progression of it n stuff, there were some sketches of 4 and 5 but i never finished them, idk if i will! But idk! We’ll see!

I’m wanna ramble a bit about my sona so if you wanna read it’s under the cut! Grahh

Got the idea from bestie @catattack08 to make it so i got hired at first for redesigning the institute logo, Because i’m a freelance artist, but then i started working on organizing physical files n caseloads on the shelves n stuff.

Hired me (mostly) because i had severe connections to a lot of entities, i had been touched by several throughout my lifetime :p

Nothing major happened to me through season 1 and 2 besides being kinda wary about john and probably agreeing that he murdered leitner in season 3.

So like- my sona story is involved with my friends a lot- and my friend was leaning towards john being innocent so managed to keep contact with him and we both went to georgies house to deliver some books, and i came with them to make sure they didn’t get murdered cuz i was still under the impression he murdered that guy.

John went out for a smoke, got kidnapped, i stepped outside to “have a word” with him abt what really went on and breekon and hope saw me, said “no witnesses” and dragged me along too, i have some drawings of that if anyones interested aaghh

When we were both together we had some time to connect and understand eachother (or as best we could) i was kept for the sake of extra skin in case john didn’t “fit” but anywayss- we bonded a lot and this is probably where i would’ve (in super canon) died, nikola kinda using me as a decoration for the ritual.

BUT i dont think abt that cuz i wanna see what happens if i live, so instead, micheal almost leaves me for dead until helen comes along and letting john and me pass through her door, we both make it back and i gain a lot more mutual respect and understanding for him, we’re both decently good friends now, then everything kinda moves forward from then on.

Until peter comes in, this is already getting long enough but long story short, i was used as a practice dummy for the lonely kinda, and i couldn’t kill em, so i got sent to super hell where martin found me. Talked me out of it, withhh the poowerrr of friendshipppp/j

Thennn i either go back home to @catattack08 orrr i stay and they come, and those have 2 different routes but grahhh idk if i should put it here, feel free to ask!

[sayakxmi]

Lmao, I feel ya. I ramble abt Chrono Stone issues a lot, too. For me it's still in the top 3, because I love GO with my entire heart, but CS is definitely on a thin ice, and half of my affection for it comes from my own rewrite of it (shameless promo). It really pains me, though, because the concept is amazing, just the execution that leaves A LOT to be desired.

I'm pretty sure I've said something similar - found it, here! Yeah, CS suffers greatly from just having too much ground to cover, as a result not having enough time to not only have characters be, yknow, friends, but also to even cover what it wants well. There are exceptions, sure, but it's extremely felt. I won't repeat myself here, tho. What I can say is that Chrono Stone is aggressively plot-driven, to the point of neglecting its characters unless it's their time to miximax.

Yeaa. I think GO is for the most part fine, tbh, but CS is a tragedy, and Galaxy is only marginally better. Much as I love it. There's a lot of stuff, even characters, that aren't given anywhere near as much attention as they needed. Idk, potentially a spoiler but Minaho is such an underused character I'm still salty. He (alongside Tsurugi) was the first to notice Matatgi's Dark-trademark side, it could've been such an interesting dynamic between the two, half of the characters don't interact with each other, Shindou's literal only real connection, excluding Raimon), is Ibuki... And don't get me started on how Faram Orbius is handled or Ozrock plot in general. I have A LOT to criticize it for.

Also, 100% agreed. It's actually something I recall myself talking with people before - how Fei's only bonds (in Raimon) are Tenma and Kinako (more bc he's literally her son than because they're close or anything - speaking of which, what I NEEDED was for Kinako to become friends with Fei, and actually, yknow, put some work to get to know her kid, instead of running of info from Asurei, essentially - I wanted to see her organically grow to care about him).

It pales especially when compared to Fubuki. Both are their series' 2nd season's central characters, and the difference is like a night and day. Fubuki has numerous important bonds and they are all necessary for his development, Endou, Someoka, Aphrodi, Gouenji... from the top of my head. (And his interactions with their opponents are important, too). And still you feel like he's a part of the team, and not just, essentially, Tenma's friend from the future who also plays with us. Like, Fubuki mattered to everybody, and Fubuki cared about them, too - it was never something that you felt the need to question. With Fei I'd say the only person he genuinely cares about is Tenma, and even that relationship feels more like it's running on They're Similar :) than them actually being friends.

As I've said in that other post, even Shindou and Tsurugi aren't given all that much focus beyond their arcs. Sure, they get a bit more for the main trio status, but it's still very little. It's something I still recall myself noting while watching&rewatching CS. I think Tsurugi even moreso? But that's speaking from memory, I'd have to finish the rewatch to say for sure.

And yeah. Also. Fucking Torb. Like, I don't dislike him, ok? But he's a randomass late addition that doesn't get much of anything, to be honest. He's just kinda there. Kariya should've had this miximax and I'll die on this hill. Especially after he gave Kirino that chance, it kinda felt like he desevred something for it smh.

Gamma is there to be used by Zanark, which pisses me off so fucking much I just can't. Like, I genuinely feel more bad for him than I should. Bro was just trying to do his job & was soul hijacked by a random criminal or whatnot, and then yeeted out, too, for the good measure. Zanark, too, while he has some stuff going, it's just... not enough... He join Raimon on a whim, he miximaxes just like that, and anyway, cool, we spent the entire season finding all these ppl/dinosaurs to miximax, and he just... rushes it, essentially. It feels too random, too fast, kinda like the writers woke up, realized there was one person missing, and just threw Zanark there. Like, I can genuinely believe that Zanark was always meant to join, but his arc is so fragmented that it starts to feel out of nowhere.

All of this. But even aside from that, what I wished was for exploration of Shindou and Kirino's relationship, especially post-France. I don't remember, so correct me, did Shindou notice that Kirino was starting to doubt himself before they went there? Like, Kirino is very attentive to Shindou's emotional state, we've seen it, but I don't recall Shindou ever doing the same. I love him dearly, but it does feel like he takes Kirino's presence and support for granted. And, sure, you can chalk it up to Shindou's trust in Kirino being that strong, but there's trusting, and there's ignoring the emotional well-being of your best friend. Kariya was far more attentive and showed far more care for Kirino if my memory doesn't fail me.

Literally just said that, lol. But the positon was a defender, so my pick is Kariya. Like, again, I don't dislike the character or the concept, but it's undeniable that he is the most useless character there. He's more of a gag character than a character, which is something I despise.

Yeaaaaaaa

Are you fucking kidding me dude I'm living my best life here, I love talking and I love discussing, literally the only thing I can say is add your part in the post not in the tag you coward it's not like i did the same

still thinking about them. they're both wearing green sob

i love this scene so bad, kirino walks up to this nobleman with no fear, tells him like it is and when kinako sees it she jumps in to support him, letting him do the main talking and have his moment while she gets to taunt the guy (and use her upperclassman as a shield skshfhfkjs). her support of kirino during this arc was SO sweet. she liked jeanne too, she connected with her as well but she saw that as much as she wanted to miximax with her, it was not something she needed. but kirino did, so she selflessly decided to help him achieve that :( screaming crying throwing up

truly the duo of all time, if chrono stone bothered to give them more moments together

[kanpeki-bekki]

@corvid-language-library

Oh I just caught a real good localization in the ffvii remake translation.

Context: End of chapter 7, Barrett just bared his heart to the party about his remorse for his past decisions in Corel and the tragedy Shinra eventually brought. Everyone falls into an awkward, bummed silence even though they're on the ropeway to an amusement park. Barrett makes a comment about how everyone's demeanor changed, so Yuffie says something like, that's right, we're headed to the Golden Saucer, the most funnest place in the world! Gets excited and runs over to a window with Aerith.

Barrett, now irritated with their completely out of touch joy:

「ご静聴ありがとう。」

(Lit: "Thanks for listening.")

→ "Glad we're on the same page."

Like it could have been translated literally and it probably would have been fine... Barrett's tone is pretty sarcastic, but I feel like the English doesn't carry the formality of the original phrase well? It's something we say, but not like that.

Meanwhile "Glad we're on the same page" feels like it's almost made to be a sarcastic comment... Do people even use it in it's natural sense? And it captures that sense of him rolling his eyes even though he was just complaining about how awkward everyone was acting. And Yuffie was both the impetus for him to share while also the one to break the ice... Like it's definitely a major stepping point in their friendship which was so antagonistic at first.

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

questioning sexuality is so exhausting

[coquelicoq]

i have been spending so much time adulting lately AND i just remembered i still haven't even done my taxes UGHHHHHH i am so tired. going to watch the two hours of kim's convenience scheduled on pluto every weeknight and edit some crosswords during the commercials.

[mariemariemaria]

I don't think I'll ever be able to look at men the same way again

[throughpatchesofviolet]

The new Heathcliff ID Promo Dropped!!! How you feeling about him? (I’d say more but don’t wanna spoil it) - 🕯️

Hehe ... my bestie has the screenshots of his Upties, but I am currently hovering between wanting to see him and wanting to wait, since a huge part of the fun for me is seeing the IDs and E.G.O in game for the first time. Currently, I have NOT seen him, and I can't decide if I WANT to--just thinking about him is going to make me explode-- /lh /j

... okay, I asked my bestie to send me a snippet of the Pre-Uptie art (keeping the Post-Uptie unspoiled, for now), so reaction is currently pending ...

OKAY SO I'M PUTTING THE REST UNDER A CUT BECAUSE IT'S AN IMAGE AND I DON'T WANT OTHERS TO MAYBE BE SPOILED BUT OH MY GOSH-- /POS

LOSING MY MIND. /POS

I have no words. I am simply about to combust. I have waited so long to see him with the Kurokumo tattoos and he looks SO good ... his forearms!! And his chest, too ... I love how he has his shirt open just a little, but also he still seems so modest. That's literally one of the cutest things about his IDs, to me--he so rarely reveals his chest and forearms outside of his LCB ID.

Also they once again gave him two scars on his left cheek like I've insisted he has since the game released (they often forget in CGs and some IDs), so all I can think is that I'm winning.

WAIT HE'S AN EVENT REWARD SO I DON'T HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL THE 12TH TO GET HIM!! AAARGGH!! (I am so sorry to be using all caps, I have never wanted an ID for him this badly--I didn't even want Pequod!Heathcliff this much--)

I DID ALSO HEAR FROM MY IRL WE'RE GETTING AN ISHMAEL TOO AND THAT ALSO MADE ME INSANE. She's my second favorite Sinner, and I have NOT seen her, but oh my gosh. My two faves getting IDs I wanted them to have. I am winning. /lh

[cosmicterrorthe8th]

Another Grant headcanon:

I think he wrote love notes when in relationships, and he went all out with like making the paper scented and stuff. But like he had no good perfume so he ended up using his horrible body spray. So like the lucky boyfriend would like find a paper reeking of the body spray like every once in a while.

Also I think he was someone who fell deep into romance because having a crush and feeling butterflies in his stomach was better than numbness. So he would pursue every crush even if he knew it would not end well because of the thrill of it. I think this sucked but I think he atleast felt like this is a normal way for life to suck.

[du-hjarta-skulblaka]

Some mild existential dread in the house today

[jichanxo]

kitakata sensei au stuff [from sept/2023]