#time to give Nanami the outcome he deserved

[delirious-donna]

I finished the ATLA fire element cross stitch so now it’s officially time to get my threads sorted for the Nanami cross stitch.

[lavenderjewels]

JJK season 2 episode 21 thoughts! ✨

Went into this episode expecting the iconic “I am you” scene to be animated, left with two incredible works of art now ingrained into my memories (todo and takada-chan beating up mahito)

All this about Todo wanting to imitate All Might from MHA last episode, but I’m thrilled that the animators confirmed that Todo is actually living the magical idol anime dream that Gege Akutami initially was going to write before starting JJK. AND managed to make the volume cover I never really liked into a beautiful and hilarious moment 💗✨

Music / ost worked the entire episode and went silent when it was needed. Some of the previous eps had parts with their pacing or music that lessened the emotions of the scenes (e.g. right after Nanami died), but everything here flowed well!

As much as I like talking about JJK, sometimes, at my core, I just like watching a good and entertaining fight scene, and that was a majority of this episode until the end. It battle shonen’d in the best way a battle shonen can be. It’s a satisfying feeling to have snail mahito, a birthday, a magical girl segment, and a metaphorical rabbit wolf clashing of truths all in one fight.

The voice acting still amazing with every episode—Mahito and Yuuji being the highlights. I’ve said this a few times, but Mahito’s VA captures the (literal) childish personality and mindset of his character. Last episode, it was how he threw around and yelled at Yuuji like a kid throwing around a doll. This ep was along the same lines, with him immediately crying and throwing dirt at Yuuji. It’s not the exact same, since he is a curse, but it shows how he just came into being and was constantly learning and curious about the world. And the second Yuuji actually badly hurts him, stops him from running away, and repeats similar beliefs back to him, he breaks down. They really are the “same.”

Now Yuuji!!! His new conviction, if it can be called that, about being a cog made to kill curses until he’s worn out. Not exactly the healthiest mindset, but it’s an unsurprising progression after losing control of his own body/autonomy, losing his mentor and best friend (both figures of reassurance and hope), having his entire foundation for living and abiding by his grandpa’s dying wishes be challenged—all while needing to keep moving forward, to not fall into complete despair.

The voice acting in his speech back to Mahito sounded lifeless, but authentic to what he now believes. I appreciated how little the VA gave emphasis to any words and spoke it all in one similar tone. Some of the way it was spoken also sounded like it was affected somewhat by his mouth wound, which was a nice touch.

Manga spoilers for the points below‼️

Continuing: Yuuji’s new mindset is faulty and I love how much the episode shows the flaws of how Mahito and him thought, and how they’re both still incredibly young with their views constantly challenged by their new experiences. We get what’s supposed to be a cathartic scene of Yuuji killing Mahito and stalking him like a predator towards a prey animal, only to have the final killing blow be taken by Kenjaku, another predator (when your mom steals your deserved murder 🙄).

I’ve always appreciated how this moment was not presented as this great turn of beliefs that leads to success, and instead immediately gives him this unfulfilling and destructive outcome. Like, I’ll take Yuuji beating Mahito as a momentary win, but it’s not going to work out in the long run for himself or anyone. Which makes me interested in where his character is headed for the rest of the manga. There’s probably more to say with him regarding the story’s themes on strength/weakness, enlightenment, hunger, etc., but I love what we are given here.

His entire cog in a machine (of war) also reminds me of the series’ title emphasizing endless repetition of fights and everything looping (got the translation from the blog at kylescooter.com). JJK has constant examples and themes of past generation vs new generations, traditional vs unconventional, etc, but also repeating history and being stuck in the same ways. This post is already too long, but I wonder how Gege will conclude all this and if anything will change.

Said up there that there wasnt anything I disliked about the episode, but I do wish wolf Kenjaku was added! Not just because I adore the scene (for its imagery and hinting at them being related), but also because it would’ve been cool to transition out of that scene by having wolf Kenjaku show up.

Next ep will have Choso, the Kyoto school, Kenjaku, Uraume, and Yuki!! Also that Mei Mei scene which I am absolutely dreading.

Also the next ep preview with Kenjaku was fun

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𝐒𝟐:𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝟐𝟑

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Your first Christmas at your boyfriend’s house, and it’s not going as you expected. You woke up in an empty bed, his side of the bed already smoothed out. By the time you have the chance to lift your head and rub the sleep from your eyes, he walks towards you briskly, planting a kiss on your forehead. He stumbles over his words, explaining that business waits for no man and business doesn’t believe in holidays. It made you sad at first, but once he told you he’d be home early today, you brightened up a bit. Since then you’ve been eagerly waiting for him, excited to pepper him with your kisses once he enters the doors.

You’ve decided to surprise him again, giving him and sweet and simple surprise for when he gets home. Maybe you’re also trying to make up for the last time you tried to do this when his best friend completely ruined the mood by dropping in unannounced. This time it’s different. No petals, no music, maybe some music, but no candles. Just a brand new red lingerie set, chosen carefully to match Nanami’s likes and the colours of Christmas, hidden underneath your tulle robe.

Humming the melody of ‘Santa Baby’, you stand up from the bed, deciding to fix up the decorations of the tree. The fairy lights flicker gently, casting a warm glow against your face. You notice some golden tinsel that has fallen off its designated branch, reaching to fix it, your fingers brush against its rough texture. Catching sight of one of the baubles, your fingers brush against it. It leads you to wonder what would’ve happened if you never applied for this specific job. It's silly to think about because the obvious answer would be that you would’ve met different people and had different experiences and you would eventually be asking the same question then, but this time it’s different. You wouldn’t know what you would be doing if you hadn’t met Kento. Would you even be with someone, or would you continue to be a problem to your parents? At least they love Choso. You’re frowning thinking about the outcome, being with Choso. Maybe it’s because you know that with Choso, your parents would have started pushing the two of you towards marriage, and knowing Choso, he’d do anything to make your parents happy. Would you have the courage to say no if he asked, or would you force yourself to say yes because you hadn’t met a man like Kento? If you hadn’t met Kento. It amazes you how each decision really has a different outcome and affects the trajectory of your life. A wave of gratitude settles in you. You’re proud of how far you’ve come in your life and how it is right now.

You don’t notice the door opening, but you do notice when your boyfriend calls out, “I’m home”. As he hurriedly takes off his coat and shoes you step out onto the top of the marble staircase.

“Hey baby.” you coo playfully. Laughing at the dumbstruck look on his face- like a kid who’s just unwrapped the best gift.

“Is it my birthday? What did I do to deserve this?” he asks, his voice a mix of disbelief and awe. With every careful step towards you, his eyes remain locked on you, drinking in the sight.

“No silly,” you giggle, placing a hand on his chest once he’s in front of you. “It’s Christmas.” you lock eyes with him, feeling the warmth between you, before wrapping your arms around his neck and planting a gentle kiss on his lips. You laugh against them as he doesn’t wrap his arms around you immediately, still in shock. You begin to walk towards the room, hand in hand, but he stops you by squeezing it firmly. “Is there anyone in there?” he asks cautiously, narrowing his eyes at you.

“Not that I know of,” you reply jokingly.

“No Gojo.”

You shake your head.

“No Geto.”

You shake your head again, grin widening.

“Come on, big guy.” you say, leading him into the bedroom by his spotted tie.

His lips attach unto yours as he pushes the door to a close with a faint click. He matches your slow and deliberate movements, savouring the kiss and the moment. Your hands begin to push off his blazer, sliding the arms down, the clothing dropping to the ground. “Have I told you how good you look?” he says between kisses.

“No you haven’t Kento,” you reply, your voice light and teasing.

“Well you look really damn good.”

“Thank you, Kento.”

He momentarily resumes kissing you, only to interrupt himself, “I mean you always look good but like ‘Wow’, you know?” You hum in understanding, focusing on trying to unbutton his shirt. “Like when I came through those doors I was like, I can’t believe she’s my girlfriend, you know?” You hum in understanding again, pulling him down to the bed with you, wrapping your legs around his waist. “And I-”

“Baby.” you whisper gently, letting a hand mess up his blond locks, “If you don’t focus we’ll never finish this.”

“Maybe that's what I want.” He murmurs against your neck, voice low, “Maybe I don’t want to finish.”

His kisses slowly trail down from your neck, making sure he covered every inch of it and sometimes going over an area twice. His hands slowly pull the string that keeps the robe closed, revealing the lingerie you were wearing underneath. There’s a gleam in his eyes when he whispers “There’s more?” probably meant to be said in his head. There’s a shift in Kento, almost determined, almost hungry as he hurriedly peppers kisses against your chest. His hands gently slide against the bodice of the garment, feeling the so lacy texture against you. A greedy hand cups your breasts, as he works his way down to your midsection, another hand begins to teasingly rub your clothed cunt.

You instinctively begin lifting your hips to rub your clit against his fingers, growing impatient. “Someone’s excited.” he chuckles, you roll your eyes and pull him down by his neck, reconnecting your lips again as your fingers scramble to peel his work shirt off, a hand immediately resting on his bicep. Your cunt becomes increasingly drenched the more Kento toys with it, and soon your soft moans become more audible. “There’s a good girl.” he purrs in your ears, sliding the crotch area of your lingerie out of the way, giving him a perfect view of your soaked pussy, glistening in the sunlight coming in through the window of the bedroom. The moment your panties are shuffled off, he continues to tease you. Your moans become breathy when Kento’s fingers expertly move in circles on your puffy clit and your hand attempts to grip the silky sheets underneath. The sight of Kento’s messed up hair and the determined look on his face turn you on even more.

“Fuck just put it in already,” you whine, visibly frustrated. Those are the magic words he’s been waiting to hear this whole while because he knew from the moment he saw you up those stairs he may not have been able to play the long game. Without wasting a second, the jingling sound of a belt unbuckling and trousers falling down fills the room. He gives himself a few pumps before aligning himself to your dripping entrance. The first few thrusts are slow to help you ease yourself. “You’re still so goddamn tight, fuck.” he whispers harshly, placing a hand on the headboard and another on your hip and in a couple moments, you’re in heaven. It’s like his cock was made for you the way it fills you up to the brim, so perfectly.

You feel your face gradually flushing as the heat rises within you. The sound of your squelching cunt fills the room as well as the sounds of skin slapping. “Does that feel good baby?” Nnami coos, his hand leaving your hips and moving towards your ankle. You nod quickly eyes closed as you sink into the pleasuring feeling. “Even when I do this?” he asks innocently as he lifts you’re leg up on his shoulder to reach deeper. You’re momentarily muted by the intensified feeling, “Answer me, baby. I need to know if this feels good.”

“Fuck yes! God, it feels good. So good.” you exclaim, struggling to sit still.

“Stay still for me pretty girl.” he mumbles next to your ear, planting a few gentle kisses on your cheek that contrasts with his deep and intense strokes. The headboard of the bed has started to slam against the wall as he pummels within you, your eyes glossing over with tears from pleasure.

“Shit right there Kento, right there. Oh Yes!”, you’re not even trying to stay quiet anymore, especially as you feel it coming on. You feel the addictive, euphoric high close, and Nanami notices.

So he stops.

Your brows raise in confusion. That’s not what’s supposed to happen. You open your eyes to see him smirking above you, small beads of sweat rolling down his body. “Why did you stop?” you ask, a slight pout on your lips.

“Turn around.”, you obediently flip yourself over, pressing your face into the pillows beneath you. You feel him trace his cock on your ass before circling your sore cunt that seems to be clenching around nothing. He presses his tip against your entrance teasingly before pushing all the way in. You use your arms to push yourself up but this time he doesn’t ease you into it, your arms go weak and you fall back down again. This time he’s fucking you rough, and if you thought you were being stretched out before, now you really are. You can feel the head of his cock brush against your cervix, making you see stars. Your head is spinning and you can't think about anything else than how good you feel right now. How you feel like you're flying on a cloud. “Now there’s no need to cry.” he coos, as he wipes the tears you didn’t realise were rolling down your cheek. His thumb presses on your clit hard, “Oh my fu-fucking Go-od.” you cry out clawing at the headboard and then frantically reaching behind you. Kento grabs a hold of both of your wrists and holds them together.

Your cunt squeezes around him, milking his cock, “Fuck baby, you’re squeezing him dry.” he responds breathlessly, mixed in with a couple of groans and whines. You’re stuffed full and you feel like you’re on top of the world. You’re reaching your high again.

“I’m close Ken. I’m so close.” you tell him, your back arching to increase the pleasure.

“Come for me baby. Come for me.” With a final few thrusts, you’re cumming hard, toes curling and all. You feel kento fill you up, ropes of white cum, shooting in you. “Atta girl.”

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[roscgcld]

HEADCANONS + GOJO SATORU || sweet but ‘scary’ s/o

request: How would Satour react if crush/future s/o was sweet and caring person, but could turn into a deadly assassin badass when they need too?

note: i feel like you’re a returning requester because the of the typo for gojo’s name lol. I see you reappearing in my inbox so much. i’m chilled with it, it makes me happy that you enjoy my writing enough to come back c: i did change the request a little cause i couldn’t finish it after writing half of the headcanon lol - so i hope you don’t mind c:

i based this around this post!

pronouns: them/they

everyone knows you as the ‘sweet and warm sensei’ that everyone can turn to when things start to get too much

a parental figure that will listen to their issues without judgement, or feeling the need to give them advice; just someone who they can just rant to without needing to hear anything back in reply 

on days where they are just overwhelmed with work, you’d come into the study room with bags of snacks, asking if they want to go to the rec room in their dorm for a well deserved break

you’re the same for your co-workers/fellow graduated classmates - when you were a student in the college, you are considered as the sweet and caring senpai who bakes snacks for everyone

so you cannot believe their shock when you had gotten together with gojo - to which everyone threatened gojo at least twice to take care of you; unless he wants to feel their wrath 

and i headcanon that even though gojo always claims that he is the ‘strongest sorcerer alive’ - an angry shoko never fails to send shivers of fear up his spine

but in general, after awhile they realised that somehow, you managed to tame the ‘wild and rambunctious’ gojo satoru into becoming your doting and ever loving boyfriend. who is still a huge pain in the ass, but at least he is loyal lol

you’d help to do the group laundry on your off days because you hate the idea that everyone is running out of fresh clothes, whilst teaching nanami and haibara how to use the washer and dryer (cause nanami gotta learn how to be the perfect man from someone)

on days when you’re on dinner duty, no one misses them because you cook the best and most warmest meals for them all - makes them miss home a little less

although you always have this super sweet and caring front, there was a side to you that gojo had never told anyone of; it’s nothing bad. but when he first saw it, he was definitely taken back

he witnessed it when you are sent on a mission together - there were a group of troublemaker kids who had entered an abandoned hospital that had been inhabited by a Special Grade that seemed to be trapping them inside

so you two were sent to go and retrieving the kids if they are alive, but your job is to exorcise the curse no matter the outcome 

gojo knew that you hated that answer, so he allows you to drag him about the many hallways of the school, trying to find the young kids before the curse gets to them

when you found them, your motherly side came out as you fussed over the sniffling and crying kids; using the small first aid kit you had on your person of all time to help them clean and bandage any scratches and wounds they had on their body

gojo was annoyed that you seemed so focused on the kids, but he still stood guard like you had asked him too; arms crossed and an annoyed pout resting on his face

he was about to whine to you again, asking when you’re done when he freeze at the sudden strong source of Cursed Energy that was radiating from somewhere

he had just turned to warn you when a sudden blur passed him, causing him to blink his eyes in shock as he glances over at where you were moments ago; only to be faced with equally shocked kids

“wha-” he mutters before he turned to poke his head out the classroom you had taken refuse in, just in time to see you with your weapon drawn and already stabbing the Curse without hesitation

he was stunned at the sight of his lover, his sweet and kind bunny, going absolutely ham on the Curse; exorcising it within a second

gojo just stared at you in shock, which was rare as it is; his mouth parted in awe as he watches as you dust yourself off and made your way back towards him; your kind smile painted on your features once more

“well - shall we leave then?”

gojo had gone back to the college with you after you had dropped the kids off with the cops; unsure of how to bring up at how different you were when you are serious and have your head in the game

because of this, he had never really told anyone about this side of you; since he really saw no reason to reveal it. he just learns to accept it, and that it is just another part of you that he loves as much as he loves you

fast forward a few years, now you and gojo have been together ever since the third year of high school; having raised megumi together as a couple, and had officially became one of the teachers of the school

many of the students had yet to see this ‘side’ side of yours. whilst people like nanami and ijichi had seen it first hand; and had both unanimously decided to never piss you off

however, your beloved students just saw you as the sweet sensei who made them muffins and cakes on their birthdays, who teaches them things they’d need to know to become an adult

you’re a familiar pillar that they can lean on during the darkest of times; so they never believe when Yaga-sensei or Nanami try to tell them that beneath that kindness there is something that they should watch out for

the students cannot imagine their kind and soft-spoken sensei to be this scary killing machine that is known to be one of the best sorcerers to deal with heavily infested areas

they had no reason to believe so - until Yaga-sensei had approved for them to shadow Gojo-sensei and you for your latest mission

they stood at the side with Nanami and another First Grade Sorcerer to watch as the both of you entered the abandoned office block on the outskirts of tokyo

you had noticed the students, and after giving them a warm smile and wave you and gojo made your way inside of the building as the curtain was completed; blocking the outside world from looking in

at first the students were not sure what they were actually waiting for, since they couldn’t really see any action from where they are standing - which was the entire reason for their trip 

they questioned nanami as to why they had to stand at such a distance away, but nanami just held his hand out and told them to be patient and wait for a few more moments

suddenly there was a huge bang! before what seemed to be a figure shooting out from the exploding rubble; a manic glint in your eyes as you spun your weapon in your hand so it pointed downward as you started to fall 

the students watched in horror and shock whilst you seemed to be having the time of your life, gojo just standing behind you with a soft grin as he protected your back; yet made no real move to get in your way 

they watched in horror at the sigh of you exorcising the Curses around you without hesitation, a dark and determined look shining in your eyes. a far cry from the sweet smile you always have on your face

no one knew what to say as they continue to watch as you exorcise the masses of Curses. too shocked to really process everything happening before them. even megumi was stunned, since he had never seen this ‘dark’ side of you before

whilst gojo looks like he was having a blast, even cheering you on from the sidelines, nanami was just shaking his head with a tired sigh

“so much for ‘educational purposes’,” nanami hummed tiredly as he turned to the other first grade sorcerer, who just smiles back in response. “shall we grabbed some hot chocolate for the kids? there is a cafe that we passed whilst driving over here.”

when the other person agreed the two of them started to usher the kids away, nanami waving off gojo’s whine of how he was going to be missing the best parts

“you fawn over your lover by yourself, gojo - i am going to make sure the kids don’t go into further shock then they already are.”

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