#mahito. run

[kazeofthemagun]

@distortedkilling asked the summoner:

Oh? He's asleep? Mahito tosses up a small transfigured human, his hand already having morphed into a crude bat as hit it hard into the direction of the sleeping Unlimited.

Alas - the Weapon made to hunt a single thing had keen senses. The scent of the curse registered long before the beast's hand ever raised.

And so, before the projectile could strike the slumbering summoner - his own hand shot up, catching the shrivelled mass as effortlessly as one would catch a tennis ball.

And then he crushed it.

The Demon Gun's glare blazed in his visible eye, vying for slaughter.

[quehecke]

the way i hate him <33 (hes silly tho)

[diremoone]

artist credit (i don’t have twitter [X] nor do I want it so a screenshot will have to do. tysm Mex for finding this :3)

[absolute-flaming-trash]

Are we just not going to talk about this or-

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Kento Nanami x Reader

Kento Nanami:

You love hard working men, your favorite thing in the world is bread and you would love to take a relaxing vacation trip if you had some time off.

First Date:

You exited the bakery, holding a fresh sandwich in your hand. You found a bench to sit down on and then nibbled some of the bread. You then began to notice some birds near you. "Hey little guys. I bet you're hungry." You broke off a piece of your sandwich. "Here. Take some." They happily chirped back, thankful for some crumbs. Everything was going fine until you noticed a young boy coming towards your way.

He was holding something. Some sort of stick maybe? He then began to try and swat the birds. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? STOP IT!" He continued to slash, smiling while doing so. Before you could do anything, someone had stopped him. It was a large blonde man. You couldn't help but blush from how attractive he was. 'He's more packed then the bakery...'

You then stopped your drooling as you noticed that he was yelling. "-and if you think about trying this again then I'll make sure to not only to inform you parents, but the police as well!" He then let go of the child and they dropped to the ground and scrambled off. "Pardon me, I didn't mean for you to see that. If you'll just excuse me." You grab his hand. "Wait! I'd like to ask you something actually. What do you think of meeting up at the bakery next time? Let me pay as thanks for saving those birds!"

You then learned the man was named Kento Nanami. You grew closer over the next few months and began to learn more about each other. He had left his previous job to start teaching. Adorable. Despite being stoic he was really just a big softie. You thought it was sweet that he cared for his students as they were his own.

One day you received the worst call imaginable. It was your boyfriend. All you knew was that there was a fire and that he was in critical condition. You made it to the hospital as fast as you could. He was in stable condition but his body had been badly burnt on one side and he had lost partial vision. The nurse then left the two of you alone. You would ask why she had stitches on her forehead but you were far more concerned about the man laying next to you.

You went to the untouched part of his face and placed a kiss on his forehead. "Don't worry. We'll get through this, I swear! I promise that we'll both go to Malaysia once you're in better condition!" Once he was stable enough, the two of you talked with some investigators. It turns out the arsonist was well known to the police but they had no leads on him yet. They showed you a photograph and asked if you recognized him. Nope. You would definitely notice someone if they went around looking like Frankenstein.

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It was now six months later and Nanami was ready to be discharged. You helped push his wheelchair, understanding that this new way of life would not be an easy adjustment. You looked down at his face. "I'll always love you." He shed a few tears and you brushed them aside. You were definitely booking tickets to a five star hotel in Malaysia tonight.

Just as the two of you were crossing the road, a large vehicle came heading your way. "TRUCK KUUUUUUUN!!!" the driver shouted. Wait a minute. You recognized this guy. This was the asshole that did this to your boyfriend! He then began to sing. "GAS, GAS, GAS, I'M GONNA STEP ON THE GAS!"

You tried to react but it was now too late. Nanami pushed you out of the way, sacrificing himself. You survived but at what cost? You looked back in horror, only seeing Kento's lower remains and you began to sob. The man got out of the truck and looked directly at the reader. "I guess he's half the man he used to be! That's all folks!"

[cattoru]

ok fine mahito was kinda funny kinda real for this

[shprka]

Guys I'm a Nanahito stan, sorry, they are just too sexy and interesting, so I tried writing an actors au but this is all I have, a fake interview with actors Nanami and Mahito, for your enjoyment:

Hi everyone!

We have two special guests in the studio today. We managed to catch them both in between their busy schedules, on a world tour to promote the 2nd season of Jujutsu Kaisen which managed to be a massive success worldwide, gaining over 4 million views for the Season 2 Episode 1 Premiere. They play enemies on screen and, if we're being honest, the off-screen chemistry is off the charts too (with a little less fighting and murder, of course).

Interviewer: Welcome, Nanami Kento-san and Mahito-san!

Nanami: Good morning, thank you for having us.

Mahito: Yes, thanks for having us! Take care of us today, please!

While their characters are at each other's throats any time in the same room, it couldn't be more opposite in real life. Nanami-san and Mahito-san are both nothing but kind and polite and friendly to each other and the crew.

They are also absolutely beautiful in real life! We asked Mahito-san about their skincare secret and they smiled evily and said "Blood of the innocents" before bursting out in a giggle. And even got a chuckle from the usually stoic Nanami-san.

I: So, let's start with something fun! What were your first impressions of each other?

M: A gentleman! Nanami-san is very much the dapper gentleman the internet thinks he is.

Nanami-san covers his mouth, is he... blushing?

N: I don't know about that, I have many flaws.

M: Like your messy bedhead? That's not even a flaw, that's cute!

N: Mahito-san... You're a menace.

They seem to be so lost in the banter, they forget we are here, watching every move.

I: Is that your first impression of Mahito-san? A menace.

N: Hmm, yes, let's go with that.

I: Okay, let's go with the most important question - are Gojo-san's eyes really that blue in real life? Or is it Photoshop? Contacts?

N: Oh, well, we didn't get to work a lot with him this season. I hope he's doing well.

M: Speaking of photoshop! Nanami-san's abs are one hundred precent real. He was even doing push-ups in between filming fight scenes to keep the six pack defined. That's dedication.

N: (sighs) We both trained very hard for this season. Mahito-san spend months trained by professional gymnasts and ballet trainers, and I attended the gym every spare minute I got. I was told off by my personal trainer so many times because Mahito-san kept sneaking me sweet treats, indulging my sweet tooth.

M (laughs): Sorry not sorry. You can't deprive yourself of the good things in life.

N: That's what you keep telling me.

I: You both looked amazing this season. You even already answered my question! The fights scenes were definitely the highlight of the season. And both of you did the majority of your own stunts too! How else did you prepare for your roles? How did your characters change since last season?

N: My character Keijirou has a very strong sense of who he is and doesn't let his emotion overtake him, which continues in this season as well. The fight scenes were the most challenging, trying to embody his personality and not let myself go all superhero berserk trying to defeat the enemies.

M: Nanami-san is so professional, it all looks so easy for him.

N: I assure you, it's not. I'm quite different from Keijirou. I let my emotions take control all the time. But in a way, I am also a romantic. I'd love to hide away on a beach with my future spouse.

I: It's hard to believe!

M: It's true. Nanami-san seems so poised and elegant but he is just a giant goofball on set. He always laughs at Gojo's pranks, and it's easy to make him laugh during the scene and break character.

N: That's just you, Mahito-san.

M: Look at him blushing and getting shy. I'm glad Nanami-san doesn't mind to show his true feelings in interviews, he's so much more fun to tease.

N: Mahito-san...

M: Sorry! (Giggles) But to answer your question, hmm, hmm... Hoshi is a very complicated character. He's a demon born of human hatred. On the page, it's hard to imagine what he's really like. In Season 1 I played him in a bit of a different way. I wanted to play a complex villain and a bit of a psycho so I went all out, haha. But season 2 gave me so much more perspective into his character. In the end, I tried finding parts of him I can relate to, and maybe others can. I don't really see him as a villain or a demon. I tried playing him a bit like Gojo-san with his character. Like a god sent to Earth, having to live amongst humans. He doesn't really know human customs but he's learning. Learning through a lens of his own creation and the people that unfortunately became his teachers aren't...the best.

N: Mahito-san is truly one of a kind actor, to portray such a complex character who bears all that is ugly in the world with a smile of innocence and a lightness of a child. I find myself quite mesmerised by their preformance sometimes.

M: Nanami-san is too kind. He always helps me rehearse my lines, and watched my performances in between his own so I can ask him for feedback. Actually, on season 1 Nanami-san helped me understand my character so much before we started filming.

N: Hmm? I didn't know that. What did I say?

M: You said: "Hoshi is a reflection of Keijirou". That changed my whole view about Hoshi and our characters. Hoshi is a reflection of whoever he's up against. But with Keijirou in season 2, he's not against him. He's the closest to his true self in that moment.

N: I didn't know you felt like that. That's an interesting way to look at it.

I: I agree! Speaking of, your two characters have this beef going on on screen, and a lot of fans seem to carry it online too. I'm sure you know Keijirou is widly beloved by fans and his death devasted the internet. Hoshi, on the other hand, seems to be hated even more than Kenjaku.

Though subtle, we pick up a shift in Mahito's demeanor. They seem to hunch a bit and their eyes wander down as they continue playing with their fingers, decorated in various rings.

N: We love to have such dedicated fans but from season 1, we know things can be taken too far. I think the dislike for the character should never transfer onto the actor or any real people. Besides, in my opinion, the reaction fans have to Hoshi only speaks to Mahito-san's immense talent as an actor. And be not fooled by that evil grin, Mahito-san is a an absolutely lovely, kind and witty menace I have ever had a pleasure of working with.

All that is said with the trademark Nanami-san's deep voice and soft tone. Mahito-san looks emotional.

We decide to take a little break, where we see Mahito-san and Nanami-san talking in hushed voices, their microphones off.

We wholeheartedly agree with Nanami-san's sentiment. If we, as fans, want creators and actors to interact with us, we need to be concious of what we do to real people and be kinder to each other.

After the break, we decide to cheer the mood up a bit:

I: One thing no one expected in the fandom sphere is for a new couple to emerge, that fans are very passionate about. Are you aware of it?

M: Is this about shipping? Because I keep seeing tik toks...

N: Ah, yes, I am aware. It'a fascinating, isn't it. How passionate fans are, making art and videos and full on novels of their favourite characters.

I: Any comments on how Hoshi and Keijirou, or more known online as Hoshikei, can work together?

M: Well, they're both dead for one, haha.

N: They live in a sea side town in Malaysia, spending their time fishing, idyllig and talking philosophy.

M: Oh, yes, and Hoshi becomes human and learns some manners.

N: But not too much.

I: Is that your pitch for season 3?

Both laugh.

N: It's for the spin-off.

M: Hoshikei: Kuantan edition. Exclusively on Netflix.

I: I can't wait to see it. Now, let us do some rapid questions you have to answer in 2 seconds. Ready?

M: Ready! Go!

I: Who Gojo-san pranks the most on set?

N and M: Getou.

I: Your favourite Kyoto student?

N: Todo.

M: Mechamaru and Miwa.

I: Who's your favourite to work with?

N: Mahito-san.

M: Nanami-san.

They look at each other surprised but pleased.

I: Did you steal anything from set?

N and M: Yes.

I: What was it?

N: Socks.

M: Too many things.

N: Really? I always think I'm gonna get told off.

M: Welllll... I probably shouldn't mention it too much. But I even have one of Todo's pendants and one of your many many pairs of glasses. And your tie.

N: You have my tie?

M: It's weird now that I said it out loud. Is that weird? I can give them back.

N: No, it just surprised me. You don't even wear ties.

M: Well... I might start to, who knows.

N: Hmm.

Now after the interview, we think it was a subtle tease at a photoshoot that came out this morning, of Mahito-san in full glam makeup, mini skirt, devil horns and one of Nanami-san's, or rather his character's, ties. Mahito-san really knows how to rile up the internet and look good while doing it. We'd wish we could see Nanami-san's reaction to it. But this interview proved they are good friends and are always bantering and there for each other.

I: That's all the time we have today. Thank you so much for speaking to us!

N: Thank you as well.

M: Thanks! And don't forget to tune in to watch me kick Nanami-san's ass in season 2!!

[wooba00]

I forgor I have tumblr

gotta start using tumblr more for my two brazil oomfs from twitter original 😔😔

Some recent art :D!!

[theclearblue]

Apparently it's possible that Naoya will show up at the end of this season at the pace it's going and I just didn't mentally prepare myself to see the crustiness of this man fully animated so soon...Shibuya has been painful enough animators pls spare me

[distortedkilling]

Some of my favorite caps regarding Mahito's movement and body language that I love a lot and don't get acknowledged nearly enough.

[kyorru-remade]

and when i say mahito is basically evil and actually powerful kaido shun? then what?

[cieric-of-chaos]

NOBARA RUNNNNN

[ishinmaiden]

should i spend real green dollars on makeup for a halloween costume. or do i just make a mask

[wispisstillverybored67]

Deep Breath Deep Breath

Don't even try What do you want from me? Better stop pushing... Cause I won't tolerate it!

There's no returning, no matter how much you want it It burns me to the core on my body, no one knew it Now it's not the right time for anything, so stop loading!

STAY AWAY FROM ME!

Already lost my keys to the door once shut Only had one wish Now it's never gonna come true... Trapped in time, forever in remorse How could I ever be... In this when nothing else matters to me?!

"Hey man... Do you think Illuso's acting a little weird?" I suddenly asked. 

"Like, you see him, right? His eyes were bigger than the Sinistar! Last night, with that stolen cabinet! Big, bloodshot, wide-eyed and crazed eyes. And when I asked him if something was wrong with 'em, he got all weird that I was looking at him. Uh..." I don't know what's up with him, the guys do.

"And jittery, yeah? Wait, he's always like that."

"More then usual, man-"

"He'll probably be back to parading his own ego around by tomorrow, I wouldn't worry about 'em like that, Herr Blücher." 

"C'mon, Gelato... He reeks of despair~ You notice he's getting snappier too. I'm sure the guys've already noticed... but he trusts you guys more then he trusts me. I'm just pointing it out to you 'cause you 9 should probably nip in in the-" Speak of the devil. Nero was behind us. 

"Oh, hi Nero!" I happily tried to greet him. The rest of the guys followed in, including the man of the hour himself. Wow, he looks even more like shit. What even happened to him?! He didn't even look up, just quietly followed the rest with his now typical wide-eyed stare to nothing, staring down to his legs and to the floor. 

"I'll be blunt," Nero sighed, then pointed to Illuso. "You obviously have a problem we're not aware of, so we're going to have to address that before you get any worse." 

He didn't even react, he's just fidgeting, looking like he's seen a ghost, or a particular doctor's murders, shrinking into himself. I've seen scared Illuso before, but this despair is the same as before, wait, no, it's a bit different in texture... as if he were angered and anxious at the same time. I was lounging on Pesci's lap this time, so I discreetly had Arles check on him. It's very soft here~

Arles Zorro, go to Illuso. "Yoo-hoo... Illuso? Hey hey hey." I tried calling him. This time, he listened. Drawing in a shaky breath, he looked to Nero, not making eye contact.

"What?" His voice was raspy, very raspy. Even more so then usual...

"A problem? Don't even think about it. You think I, Illuso, have problems?"

"Yes." We all said in unison. He flinched as we all said that. Yes, you're screwed~ He rarely even referred to himself like that if he wasn't flustered. 

Kira-chins and Ro-chan taught me how to scan others.  

"Don't play dumb, man. Just what the hell is up with you? You lost to Gelato again in that game or somethin'?" Formaggio was basically the only one saying what was on all our minds right now. Wait, no it's not. It's not that, but...

"If that were true..." "Those two would be yelling at each other, wrestling, while she records this shit, laughing like a psycho." I would've said my piece, but Ghiaccio cut me off. 

"That was one time!" 

We would've friendly-argued about this, but Prosciutto suddenly spoke up, clearly annoyed with his friend's dodginess. 

"Hold it right there. Where the hell do you think you're going?" He was always bad at hiding any bit of concern for us, even when he's snarling it all out. 

"I'm not about to waste my time in a meeting over stupid shit, if this is what you called me out for." 

"You're shaking." Melo' points out. Like he was caught in a blizzard. 

"Besides... You can't be shaken up about something from yesterday, I beat you on Saturday!" Gelato, do NOT start with that again. Although, he's got a point... Tell me this, how bad are you at Pokemon to lose at Celadon at the Gym Castle? Gelato practically beat the whole thing in a day! 

"No one asked you, you fucking midget!"

"Call me that again and I'll make a lady out of you!" He was now flashing his knife, not even bothering to get up from his husband's lap. 

"Both of you, shut up!" Nero and I both complain to those two. 

"Easy, love." Sorbet, would you kindly deal with your man???

"This was about what happened on Sunday, is that it?! Y'know what? Fuck you, and fuck this." Illuso's reaching into his chest now. Hmm... Illuso is looking paler then ever now. Wait, chest...? The pocket mirror! The compact he keeps in his tits! 

"PAULLA!" On it, Pros! I practically dived off of Pesci's lap to swipe it from him, and to restrain him. 

"Urgh... GET OFF ME!" He groaned. Pesci helped restrain him, and even then, it was too late. I had it in my hands. Looks quite gothic, and expensive! 

"No! Let go of me!" He looked more nervous and hurt when he was restrained by our daikon over there then when I yanked his pocket mirror from 'em. But he just went back to irritation and rage. 

Melone clicked his tongue, about to head over to check on the captive ojou. "Don't do this to me, please!"  

Out of boredom, I checked to see what's inside. It's the usual reverse hideout... Hey, I think I see Man in the Mirror in there. He's moving really quickly across the room, in an odd veritable panic. He's never like this... He's always like Illuso's more boisterous other half, just as bigheaded and and flashy. Does he miss his host? Or... does Illuso miss his Stand? No, both halves of the same soul are in a mad panic, for whatever reason. Smooth Criminal seemed to be on the other side, but Zorro hadn't been off Illuso since she got on him. He's ignoring her no matter what she tries to do to get his attention. Smooth Criminal isn't even there to him. Hey...

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"Don't do this to me, please!" You practically begged the others, struggling to get back up.  Just your luck. Paulla doesn't even know your problem. But she could snuff it out in due time, and join the rest all the same. You wanted to cry, to sleep, but you couldn't. Not like this.

"🎵Already lost my keys to the door once shut Only had one wish Now it's never gonna come true~🎵" She sang as she took it from you, mocking you.

"You don't know what they want! You don't know what you're doing! Paulla, don't do this to me! Please!" She kept playing with the mirror she took from you and admired it in an almost mocking manner, again, as if she were saying to you "Don't make me, then". 

Melone trudges over to you, almost deliberate in his pace, and blast a flashlight in your eyes. "Ack!" You hissed in an almost vampire-like fashion. You tried to rub your eyes, but Pesci practically had your arms in a death grip. They know. She'll know. They all fucking know. 

"Exactly as I feared. You've been depriving yourself of sleep since last Sunday, if my suspicion is correct." He sighed. 

The others don't speak, though you're sure one cleared his throat. 

Formaggio breaks out laughing, obvious to anyone that he's faking. You're dreading his words, insisting that what you're doing is certainly not a big deal. 

"You still thinking about that? You're losing your shit over nothing...! It's... Wednesday, right?"

"You're a day late. Ooo...~ You're still at it? Oh, man. What even happened that time?" Paulla just had to ask. She couldn't even bother hiding her curiosity over some stupid shit the others did. 

"So on Sunday night-"

"Do NOT tell her about some fucking shit she doesn't need to know!" You tried to fight back. Nothing more than empty words in your current state, as she'd say.

"While we were discussing matters relating to extraneous sleeping arrangements-"

"Don't." 

"I realized that Illuso hadn't actually slept in the real world, so I said-"

"Prosciutto." 

"Can you let me fucking finish? ...He should at first get used to doing such before anyone thinks of sleeping with everyone, which as you could tell-"

"Is going so well." Shut the fuck up, Ghia. 

She pauses for a second, starting at Prosciutto, then at Ghiaccio, then to the others briefly, the back to you. Her eyes about as big as yours, peering into the ruins of your soul.

"So that's why you read as scared." She goes back to her old smiling self, infuriating you even more. But there isn't really much that you could do now. 

"You know what? I could use a coffee. Yeah, I'll go get a coffee-" You scurry for the kitchen, yelping as you ripped away from Pesci's hold. But once you were almost there, you were suddenly hit with a radiating headache. You wanted to cringe, to complain, to cry, but you couldn't. Never let them win...

Some of the others head over to you, either out of "concern" or curiosity. No, don't be stupid. You're being a stubborn ass right now. The only one concerned would be Pesci, but it's not just him. Defeated, you sulked back to your seat with the others in tow, not bearing to look at them. Immediately after, all you could hear was Paulla chatting with Gelato about video games or some other frivolous shit. 

So, now Paulla knows what your problem is. Do you know what this means? They're all going to look at you. They're all going to laugh at you. These were the people you entered a relationship with, Paulla excluded? These were the people you loved? They don't even respect you. They didn't respect you when they learned you're not comfortable sleeping outside the mirror world, what did they expect? Please, God, you pleaded to yourself, to anyone that may hear, Don't do this to me. I can't go back...! I won't go back! You would never let yourself cry in front of them, no matter how awfully you wanted to. You wouldn't bear to let anyone see you be vulnerable, they get that. So why can't they let you be alone and vulnerable like always? When they were just going to earn your trust to hurt you even worse then they could now? You weren't crying, of course, actually, you didn't even know what was going on in the world, but inside, the tears were flooding out, curling up into yourself, crying out for someone, anyone to help you, but you knew you couldn't trust anyone anymore, not like this. The one who you could trust is being kept from you by the men you love, and helped by the one friend that would try and help you if she could. But you're not kidding anyone. You're unable to leave this hellish situation, because you thought you could trust people. Don't do this to me. you continue to plea. It was all you could do, really. You hated it, but what could you do? Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me.  Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me.

"Illuso?" You could barely hear Risotto Nero over your own thoughts. You sank further into your mind, frozen in place. Either of fear, or of sorrow... or of fury. One thing you know for a fact, you're not shedding a single tear. Fear made you its bitch, as you sat there, your throat tying itself into knots, your eyes long since dried up, your hands shoved between your legs, your whole body is trembling. You really had to get some caffeine soon. You can't let this end. You can't let them win. Everything was too loud, too quick, too horrifying to you. You couldn't wait for someone to help you. You have to do something about this. Because although you KNOW you're stubborn as a mule, you knew even you were reaching your limit. A limit you wanted no one to realize they've seen it way earlier than you. 

"Up, now." You had no choice but to do what he asked. Reluctantly, you pulled all your energy together to stand up and (relatively) face him, unable to force yourself to stop shaking. Shit, you forgot just how weak you felt. Besides your recent fixation upon caffeine, coffee/tea/energy drink/whatever, you're not sure if you ate much else during this time. Actually, you're sure you ate like a bird, uncharacteristically from your usual self. But nobody gives a shit about that no more. 

"You have to get some rest. I can understand if you have a fear of that for whatever reason, but this is for the best." You became afraid of him. Afraid of how he looks, or of what you're convinced he'll do? You were never really scared of him, per say, you knew he could secretly be a massive dork, ruining his menace, but now you were dreading his next move.

"Hah... You all seriously think that I, Illuso of the mirror, would need rest?! I'm not exhausted, I'm not paranoid, and I'm not-Gah..." You're not even convincing yourself at this rate, huh? Your head's killing you... So, you think, can we hurry the hell up so I can make myself some coffee?!

"'re you scared?" Paulla asks simply. She smiled ever so often, and just like now, she looks and sounds dead. 

I'm scared. You wanted to give up and say that. Just say it, and it'll be the end of it. No matter how much it hurts. I'm scared. 

"I'm..." No! If they win, they'll kill you! And if they won't, who will? 

"I'm perfectly fine..." You stared at her uncomfortably. She didn't seem to be embarrassed. She never seemed to get embarrassed. How nice was it. 

"Would you... Would you would you would you..." You stumbled over to her, looking more like a zombie then a human, gazing deep into those creepy blue eyes... 

Reaching for her eyes, you attempted to pry her eyelids open. Any reflected surface will do... Everyone seems to be calling out to you, but you couldn't hear shit. 

"Would I what?" She sounded genuine, but it was all a lie to you. There's no such a thing as genuine words. Risotto and you think Ghiaccio pry your hands from her, and distance the two of you. You began to laugh after this, no longer caring about appearances for just this moment, not caring whether or not you were actually crying as you laughed. This whole thing seemed funny in hindsight, actually. 

"Illuso, would I what?" Would you kindly let me pass?! The words fail to come out. As you could guess. She puts a hand on your heart for the beats. You struggle hiding yourself flinching from this. She specifically was more then capable of kicking your ass into retiring, and she's 3 whole years younger than you, not to mention the newest member here. You're the member who's been here the longest despite everything. Sighing, she goes back to her original spot.

"You spend all your time conducting a so-called bulletproof image. But anyone can read you like a book, Illuso."

"Completely uneeded-"

"No, Risotto, let her speak. This sounds intriguing. 

"Thank you, Sorbet... You talk big game, but you're really paranoid about sleeping in the real world, because you're afraid of being attacked in your sleep. You're afraid of causing yourself unavoidable situations like this, and because of your issues, you struggle to trust other people, whether it's establishing, or keeping this string of trust. You finally made friends in the team, everyone... else in this case, but your paranoia and anxiety take the helm, leading you to refuse to show them any hint of being vulnerable out of fear this would affect their image of you. Fear that it would leak out, maybe? And because you'd rather die then say this out loud, I will. You know this more then anyone, too... You'd rather die then admit your fears to your friends, and because of that, they don't know why you're acting so weirdly over things like this. And you get frustrated because you know it sucks, but this is all you know. Fear. Ever since you entered Passione, you were scared to sleep in someone's eyeshot, and others you did or didn't trust had just proved it. It's fear, man. Fear." She said every new sentence slowly, observing you carefully. Not sure of what to do, you laugh to yourself again.

"I'm not good with emotions, but even I know this stuff... See, Nero-chan? I learned a bit of scanning people from you!" She added, changing tracks. Before anyone else could say something, you did.

"Okay, fine! You got me!" What were you saying... "Now, let me go!" You tried moving, everyone prepared to restrain you, but you fell over something, or someone. You tried getting up, but you were too weak and exhausted to move. 

Get up! GET UP! Don't do this to me...!

Risotto had then picked you up. 

"I won't say it again. Illuso, go to sleep, or I will strap you to it."

You grew defiant, though you weren't sure why. You couldn't even try and kick your legs around, your body was half asleep already.

"Don't do this to me... No... I... I... I. Will. NOT!" You forced yourself to say to him. You should have stayed with the intel team... 

You were finished. Shit. What a lout. Urgh...

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"I... I... I. WILL. NOT." No matter how much he says it, he was scared and exhausted. But he was playing a game with La Squadra di Esecuzione, and he wanted to win, even if he knew he couldn't. And would you look at that? He's sleeping! As soon as Nero touched his face, he was out of it. Tears finally strolling down his face, but he's out cold. Uh, mission success? Yeah! 

"Damn, Herr Blücher! You really gave him what for!" The first one to speak up again was Gelato, of course. 

"Heehee! Now that that's done with..." I took him from Nero-chan's hold, and brought him into his bedroom. Nero's, not Illuso's. I'm still not sure where his apartment is. But hey, since he's paranoid about being attacked in his sleep, he can sleep with Nero-chan to protect him! 

There we go, wrapped safely in bed. He was talking a bit in his sleep, saying something like "I'm... not weak..."

Now where was I? Oh yes. Sinistar!

[lavenderjewels]

These recent eps are reminding me how mahito used to be my favorite character in jjk, alongside yuuji

[gizkalord]

i will say gege is really good at making me want to see his villains get absolutely destroyed, clowned upon, humiliated. sukuna you better be ready for a mahito-style beatdown à la yuji