#shoko the real mvp

[yutamayo]

don't shoot the messenger

[anjasitdown]

The day Shoko Ieri becomes a volume cover is the day I can finally rest in peace.

[goatyuuji]

There is sooo much in this chapter that gets my head spinning, Kenjaku you are the real MVP dude. plus Sukuna casually dropping the bomb that Yuuji was already a registered player for Culling Games long before he even ate a finger because he had a finger in him since birth (also Kenjaku doing), Kenjaku mating with Sukuna's reincarnated other twin and making a vessel that can hold Sukuna (all Kenjaku's planning from the very beginning), Yuuji able to do Shrine (because he is born from Sukuna's twin's soul which is basically the other half of Sukuna) and Blood Manipulation(because he consumed death wombs-his own brothers kinda similar to how sukuna consumed his twin)

Except the insane lore drop we get Ino asking Gojo, Shoko and Ijichi for permission to use Nanami's cursed tool because he thought they might use it instead since they are closer to Nanami but Gojo straight up shutting him down and telling Ino he was the closest person ever to Nanami.

And to top it all off, YUUJI ITADORI HITS 8 FUCKING BLACK FLASHES ON SUKUNA...(idk if they were soul punches too or not but this just plummets any chance of Sukuna healing his already low CT input)

JJK 257 finally moved me like JJK 212 moved me...My nerves are on fire, everything is good and dandy.

[gyofukuki]

Fieldwork was hardly her natural habitat and it showed. She watched most of it with eyes glazed over, as if it was a B movie, disengaged, unmoved, far on the sidelines and accompanied by one of the assistants up until the scene was cleared completely. Only then, with veil lifted and dust slowly settling, she neared to asses damage done.

"Broken pride, eh? Not my area, but I can help with lesser scratches and pour some vodka on where it hurts later." Small shrug followed as she kneeled next to Sayuri. Even for her, she outperformed herself. But the fire in her eyes persisted, she wasn't done, and she was ready to push further still. Mostly adrenaline talking, Shoko suspected, but that didn't make it any less real. Any less potentially fatal in the long run. Well, it took a special constitution to fight curses in the long term, too.

"Someone else is supposed to take over from here, you can go. That's all" Next reply came out rather curt. More than Shoko would like to admit, the presumption got on her nerves. "As long as we don't find ourselves another potent healer, I'm still MVP on any battlefield. I don't do babysitting."

                         @ashestxashes  :   ❝  is this a time for me to listen or fix it?  ❞

           With a gentle hand, she moves to wipe away the bits of dust collected upon her cheek. Venom in caustic green, the illumination of the haunting hue dimish, softening as she looks up. “Nothing to fix, mostly my broken pride but alas, I’ll live” the lazy grin starts to spread upon her features; how long has she managed to continue on like this? Another battle to be collected, points acquired but it’s never enough, raging like an inferno that refused to dim her form moves to stand once more. Tired, yet not without a reason to move forward. The lingering of residual energy && battle frenzy keeps her warm, bindings that were all but stripped away, this newfound freedom was an oddity she hadn’t managed to become accustomed to just yet. “Everything is still in one piece, I’m surprised really, by now I should begin to crash though I find it impossible” rotating her wrist, she checked for any sign of broken bones, heaviness in her shoulders that had all but been lifted. “I won’t stop you from listening to my ramblings if you want company, I will warn, at the moment I’m terribly dull company” dry laughter that emerged from the back of her throat, warm yet hollow. Gesturing to sit close,  her gaze scanned the area for any threat that may lurk, exhaling in relief for the temporary respite.

                 “It’s nice to see a familiar face, don’t tell me you’re here to assure I don’t start any trouble? I can’t make any promises about that”

// conversation starters. (accepting)