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seb-owns-these-tatas · 3 years ago

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7th Dimension (Chapter 1)

7TH DIMENSION SYNOPSIS/MASTERLIST

Masterlist for other fandoms

Characters: Gojo Satoru x Small!Naive!Fem!Reader | THIS IS A MULTI-CHAPTER FIC. THIS IS AN X READER FANFIC WHO HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO THE DIMENSION OF JUJUTSU KAISEN | (Trust me, you'll live. I hope?)

Summary: The life you had back in earth was exhausting that it made you think that living in a different world would make you happier. Though, an anomalous man thought otherwise and has given you the chance to give in to your nonsensical wishes. That is, to live in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. A dimension filled with Cursed Spirits who eradicate human beings, leading on fragments of the Legendary which can be found anywhere. A normal human being from earth to be teleported in the world of the Jujutsu Society came with a price---a cost that consisted of acquiring no abilities but having the chance of bringing evidences, such detailed but torn manga panels which can be considered as an anticipated fate, a hapless past and future. How would their world react to that?

Warnings: The word shit. Mentions of anxiety and the word death. Hehehe. Reader who is entirely drowning in loneliness or just tired in everything. A little Gojo and Megumi slandering. Though, they're still not yet about to appear in this chapter. MANGA SPOILERS along the way. Y/N means the insertion of 'your name' but I'm only using it for this chapter because you'll be having your own nickname in this series. The reader will have some distinctive personality, attributes, some sort of specific physical aspects or a minimal family history but there is no face claim as this is an x Reader fanfic.

A/N: Welcome to the first chapter of 7th Dimension! I'm excited for my first Gojo Satoru Fanfic! Heehee! Tell me your thoughts about it if this did caught your attention! THANK YOU! Also, THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE 100 READS in WATTPAD and also for making me achieve a weekly ranking there despite of just posting this officially this week! Seeing people adding this new fanfic written by me in their reading lists inspires me so much! I didn't know people will actually be interested! ENJOY! (*whispers*: which is why I already have chapter 2-3 done already because y'all are awesome. *coughs*)

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Disclaimer: PNG's or pictures used in edits are not mine even the GIF's too. I only own the plot of this whole fanfic. But, not Jujutsu Kaisen's storyline. I apologize for the typos or grammatical errors by the way! English isn't my first language so I'm so sorry in advance! Character development and personalities are based from my understanding and how I want them to be. This has no connection towards the anime or manga as this is a FANFIC.

PASTRIES REDOLENT OF SUGAR AND SPICE. Cinnamon as particular to some, considering such sweetmeat gliding through the air. It smelled like toffee and java with the sublime perception of your own tranquility and solace. There was no doubt that Chomp for Sweets has been your reward but also the living proof of how you've endured the torment of living in a world that was meant to squeeze all the breath in your lungs as you grew older.

It was draining.

Tiring.

An inconvenience to be alive in a world filled with misery, heartbreak, pain, anguish, loneliness and a whole lot of evil that the heavens created to work ourselves into becoming better humans. For yourself, for your family or friends.

Better. Maybe, it was actually the opposite of how life wanted you to be.

Someone better.

"Ms. Y/N?" Angie curiously called from the cash register, she was a co-worker, the only person whom you actually trust a hundred and one percent besides the others who were new to the pastry shop you owned.

Your profound thoughts were ceased, engrossed with the ponder and also from the manga you were reading. If you were actually being honest, you didn't like where this certain chapter was going because the author has begun a massacre of diminishing your favorite characters. It was actual chaos. Fight scenes were obviously epic, though it left everyone vulnerable into thinking rationable decisions, creating them into what an author would do to break the readers' hearts.

The author, under the pen name Gege Akutami still wanted them to think how a decent human would.

Normal was not the correct term if you were being specific because nothing was entirely ordinary with a manga entitled Sorcery Fight.

The only ounce of realism with sorcery in earth would be witches, paranormal activities, ghosts and many other spectral things that not even a scientist could even explain.

Curses might be true but the only curse you've received or given were probably words that would be considered explicit or a state of the moment where you've stepped on a piece of Lego from your nephew who was playing on the floors of your home.

"Jujutsu Kaisen," now, Angie was a lot more comprehensible. Considering the distance that was cut short. You've craned your neck to give her a skeptical glance, quietly asking what she needed when you were on a break after helping her with groups of friends who came in a while ago, they were rowdy but entertaining to watch. It made you reminisce with the moments you had with your friends before you've graduated your bachelors degree.

You were once carefree, filled with blithe and in all likelihood the ones where who had jokes hidden beneath her sleeves whenever you were acting out your extrovert phase.

Yet, today---Adulting has taught you how to conceal every problem with a smile and it was funny how one year could change you apart.

"You know I read this because it's my comfort---" you were cut off as Angie sat in front of you, hair tousling around as she energetically does so with that special beam of hers. "---your comfort zone. I know, I know. You love anime and manga." she took a breather, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she leaned back on her chair to stare straight into your eyes.

"---I assume your Gojo is probably dead already considering the gloomy aura that I'm feeling from you," your co-worker playfully teased, noticing the huff of breath she heard. The smile on your face lets her know that she had already taken you out of your pondering, getting you in a better mood was the best she's at.

"No," you shook your head, grabbing onto your JJK book mark which you have bought from an online shop and carefully inserting it in between the chapter where Shibuya Arc had already started. "---he can never die. He's the strongest. You know this---"

Angie raised both of her eyebrows in question and rather to vex you even more with a look, trying to act pesky, "Yeah, until he gets trapped inside a box. He's strong for sure."

You couldn't help but shake your head with a smile, knowing that her spoiling would never get to offend you, knowing that you were already spoiled due to the reality of the internet where scrolling down could ruin a scene or story for you in just a blink of an eye.

"Stop slandering him." you deadpanned nasally with a snort, grabbing onto your bag to check the time through your phone. There was no use for the fingerprint sensor as it has already been 72 hours of not typing in your passcode. Hence, you've begun typing Gojo's birthday because your brother instantly knows you would use your own birthday for a lock code, considering you do not have a man in your life as of the moment.

So, using a 2D character's birthday was safer than yours to keep your family from lurking through your phone. It was better they knew nothing of your preferred kind of online books. You wouldn't want them collapsing for your wholesome...choices.

"---Or else I'm slandering your Megumi." you taunted while being focused on your phone, "---Sea Urchin." another snort left your lips as you focused on the time. It was exactly 8:30 PM and closing time for your pastry shop was around 9:30 PM.

"Gojo-in-the-box. Get it? Jack-in-the-box, Ms. Y/N?" Angie started to send back a banter as she begun to lightly tap on the underside of your flat shoes with her heeled ones. You hushed her to tone it down a little bit due to that one certain petite customer dressed in nothing but a black jacket and cap which refrained you from seeing if it was a man or a woman. You've left the customer to his or her own comfort as you understood that other people find peace within their own.

Hence, Angie was left unflustered and continued her jests with such boisterous singing which made you groan. "I told you to stop calling me miss when we're the only ones around."

"Oh, humble. The complete opposite of her favorite character trapped inside the prison realm. Hmm." your co-worker wiggled her eyebrows back at you as she stood up from her seat, "But, we're not the only ones around tonight yet, Ma'am." she pointed back at the only customer who refrained from giving eye-contact with everyone ever since tons of customer dined-in this afternoon. Yet, this person was still lingering around your shop like he or she planned to stay till closing time.

You've given this customer a once over and noticed how he or she shifted, turning to look away and out of the window before you've grabbed onto your Jujutsu Kaisen manga and comfortably leaned back to continue reading, nodding back at Angie as she planned to buss out everything for the day.

"Touchè."

"Take care going home, Angie."

Standing alongside the pavements of where your shop stood behind you both, your home was technically kilometers away from the designated area of your pastry shop while Angie's were closer than yours, it was a walking distance from her perspective but not to your loafing self.

"You too as well, Y/N. Try not to read your manga or watch anime from your phone while waiting for your Grab." she worriedly reminded you, nudging you on the corner with her elbow.

You've given her a look, shrewd enough to guess that you weren't going to listen. "I'll try. But I wouldn't promise."

"Curses might lurk around!" Angie added as a matter of fact in the middle of rummaging through her bag, in search of her wallet and planning to stop by the convenience store just around the corner of their street.

Curses. You've given yourself a giggle, the only curse you've received was from people who hated you or even just probably the slip of other people's tongues whenever they've gotten you involved in such accidents that can be considered normal.

"The only curse I can receive is probably a 'Damn you' or 'Shit yourself' when I bump into people, Angie!"

She gave a nonchalant shrug, laughing herself off as she tried to entertain you into waiting for your Grab driver to arrive which should've been by now. But, he was taking too long to show up.

"You may never know when to meet some kind of Mahito or Pseudo-Geto out there!"

"Funny. Robbers and Murderers are the real scary shit you can meet here." you've taken a pause, cocking your head to the side as you pondered for a little while, staring at the skies. It was definitely evening, the dead of the night as the stars weren't lucent as it ever been since the past few days. The stars were acting as a paragon to your fate, gradually being deficient since you've suddenly hit that phase in your life where everything felt like a void bound for replenish.

"Go find me a Suguru Geto then," you've immediately cut those train of thoughts from the beginning of your stirred up anxiety and pressures in life, "Losing hope in finding a white haired man with dazzling galaxy blue eyes, eh? Long, Japanese, black haired men are more realistic, correct?"

Your smile fell at the mention of that, instantly wanting to rip a part of her hair to cease her wisecracks, "Stop shoving it on my face that 2D fictional men aren't real, Angie."

She'd given you a pat on your back while she fixed the straps of her bag, planning to finally take her flight and actually head home, "There's no need to cry for now. I'm finding you a cosplayer!"

"Whatever! Take care! We're going to Japan soon!"

Angie turned her heels, back shown to you as she snapped her hips from left to right, dramatically doing so with a wave of her hand in the air, "Liar! Our passport's expired right now! Go fix yours first and let's go on a vacation!"

You've shook your head with a smile, watching her head home and turning around a corner, leisurely being swallowed by the silhouette of her shadows in the middle of a town you've finally become accustomed with from the first time that Chomp for Sweets has ever been built.

Was it a daily habit? How staring out of nowhere became your new-normal. You were blanking out, trying hard and refusing to be imagining that you were in a different timeline, dimension or space. Definitely, daydreaming about living in a certain world where Sorcery Fights isn't healthy because you knew you would be dead in an instant if you were born or teleported with no abilities for defense.

Unless, you had the strongest sorcerer with you around and he keeps you safe. But, you also did not want him aiding to your defense at all times, it would be plain torture for you, especially to such man. Besides, he wouldn't even dare. Plus, the menace would probably do everything he can to annoy the heck out of you and let you leave his side, constantly asking why you were even living in their world when you were a useless woman to everyone around especially Jujutsu Sorcerers.

You probably just weren't worth to be protected nor were you privileged enough for it.

Kasumi Miwa would probably understand you because of how she called herself useless. Though, there was no doubt that she entirely wasn't and you were the most useless out of all knowing that you would possess nothing but a breathing technique.

Such breathing technique where you could hold your breath for seconds before you're in the midst of panicking for your stupidity because humans needed to actually breath oxygen.

You've grabbed your phone from your pocket, turning on your lock screen using your fingerprint sensor, looking left and right for any robbers who plan to steal your gadget out of your hands.

"Sir, how many minutes would it take for you to arrive?" Sent 10:01 PM.

"I apologize for the wait, Ma'am. Traffic is delaying everything. Please hold on." Seen at 10:02PM.

"It's fine. What's your car and exact plate number---"

Being in the middle of typing a message, your JJK manga on your other hand. You've sworn you've heard such gut-wrenching sound that was enough to spout the nastiest blasphemy of your mother tongue that was bound for the heavens to begin their walk of shame from how your inner thoughts begun to sputter but your mouth refused to speak out loud.

It was the sound of paper being torn apart. You just knew that a piece of your manga has been ripped into a single piece when you've realized and raised the hand that was holding onto your manga. Never believing it at first, In denial of the truth as you were tightly closing your eyes---trying to convince yourself that it wasn't happening. Howbeit, after opening your eyes into saucers of hell, this manga robber was in for a chase when you've seen that you were left with two manga panels. Drawn within the panels left only one particular man which triggered your outcry. First would be one of Gojo Satoru's past arc and the other was from the present. Shibuya arc to be precise.

The manga panels left to you was strange, considering how you were probably holding your book in between the Shibuya Arc incident, yet it left a part where it didn't even had the chapter of Gojo's past because it was the wrong manga volume.

Did the robber seriously exchange a torn paper of Gojo's pretty face for one manga volume? you thought in between disbelief and anger. Entirely dubious that this thief even thought you had no print out of this certain panel where Gojo was looking awfully sightly?

"My manga! You should've taken my phone not my manga you idiot!"

There were lots to be honest. You had them pasted on the walls of your room.

It was probably the audacity of this thief which pushed your cynicism away, running away for your life. Impulsive as everybody would try to judge, but it was as if your feet caught the best of you and next thing you knew, it was heading towards the robber who seemed to take the right turn around a corner. Proceeding to run through a shortcut to pass the highways.

This thief was a fool to choose the highways because there were probably people walking around and you could immediately cry for help.

"Oh no you don't! Y-You ruined a piece of chapter for me!" you weren't no Yuji Itadori where you could run for miles in just minutes, nor had Divine Dogs to use for help, cursed tools or innate techniques that would help you capture this mugger.

You did not live in a world where having such abilities existed.

"What the heck---! It even has my Gojo Satoru in it!" you've caterwauled with no remorse, screaming at the top of your lungs. With it also being as a way to bellow your traumas and miseries in life---it acted like a route to lessen your distress with the world you have been questioning. A definite outcry you've ever want to experience. Screaming, that is. "You're leaving me with only a manga panel of him?!" another nonsense spout of clamors from your side. The manga thief stopped at full tilt on the other side of the pavement, leaving you with nothing but the back of his or her black hooded jacket in view.

"Give it back!"

The robber turned at full view. A penumbra of good and evil mixed together like it was bound to be varied into a balance of catastrophe to ruin more than what fate planned for you. The moon did not seem to shine like it was supposed to just as how the stars appeared in the night sky. The moon and stars amalgamated into the caliginous sky, how the contours of this thief created light and iniquity, a phantom of your dreams and hell together as one from the moment it spoke.

An incognito. Faceless. Anonymous. The demarcation of his or her identity, a cloud of umbra that was planned to act as if the unknown.

He held onto your manga with his right hand as you stood on the middle of the pedestrian lane, hearing no cars nor honks of trucks wanting you to move away, showing you the cover of your manga as the moon shone brightly, accentuating the cause of this accident as a foreground of another ill-fate chalked out for you to prepare and experience.

"You will live a life just like how the others did." the faceless man spoke, grumbling and cavernous which was enough to give you goosebumps everywhere. He fished his gloved hand out of his other pocket, it was also Stygian just as how he was dressed. yet designed with coruscating stones of white, purple, yellow, red and sky blue on its knuckles like a gauntlet of an antagonist in one of Marvel's universe. "---and it will always be preordained." he continued to talk as you were ceased from doing anything but stare at him in return, like this was a fate ought to undertake.

"Hate yourself more, and more negativity will hail even on the other side,"

"What---" you were cut off as you couldn't move a step, trying your hardest to free yourself from the crazed man who were speaking gibberish assumptions on things. How it went from stealing your manga into being dragged by his mania left you looking like a dum-dum. You should've just left your obsession to his hands and just bought a new one. He was probably more than just an obsessed Jujutsu Kaisen fan. Another one of your inner thoughts added as a matter of fact whilst getting overwrought by his whim of foolish senses.

He raised his gloved hands, his palms opened towards you like he planned to blast you off. His hand begun to emit such excruciating luminosity which made you tightly shut your eyes, covering yourself with your own arms to keep yourself from being blinded.

Despite of your eyes shut off, you could entirely hear the horns of a large freight truck that seemed to rush towards your side of the road. Of course, vehicles would pass by a woman who stood stupidly in the middle of a highway. The honks begun to blare violently, loud enough for you to ask yourself...

Was this death?

The termination of a life that started to drain you slowly?

Or was this the start of another?

"He remembers the other you. Your physical aspects. But, quite idiotic enough not to know the differences of your souls." the mixture of his voice with the noise of the city, an amalgam of fear, uncertainty and affliction. "---But, you will still leave him more than just battle-scars, pain and trauma."

It grew reverberant. Time stood still just like how you were as stiff as a statue, asking yourself if this was the destiny you finally deserved for all your reckless choices.

"Just like how all of them did because of your own thoughtless wishes,"

With one final blow and second in this life you were in meant for another to begin. However, the differences were is that you weren't reincarnated. The trumpet call of death started as the vehicle never raced to a stop. You knew your demise was pursuing you in a flash.

You were bound to become bootless in a world that wasn't meant for you, nugatory to no avail and probably the person shedding a tear or two to a life that would bring you distress.

Or so you thought?

"Clandestine: Alternate Universe. 7th Dimension, Open."

Y'all ready to live in Jujutsu Kaisen with your normal self? Will Satoru throw you in the middle of the ocean because of your useless, thoroughly simping ass? we may never know what will happen especially of the possibility that you have an idea on what actually happens to every character in their world. But, will he protect you though? Heehee!

Reminders: You might be confused as to why this faceless guy is probably pertaining as to why Gojo Satoru would have the tendency to recognize your face. Please do read the important note before this chapter along with the synopsis to understand further. Heehee. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me as long as it's possible that I can answer them without spoiling you for the chapters ahead.

FEEDBACKS ARE SUPER-DUPER HIGHLY APPRECIATED! IT GIVES ME SUCH MOTIVATION! Gojo's going to be on chapter 2 already, don't cha' worry!

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fannishcodex · 7 years ago

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Crazy SVTFOE Theory Time:

I think the Wand is Alive, and has been possessing--or partly possessing--Eclipsa the whole time. In any case, I think that would be pretty interesting, and avoid some things I’m worried about in ongoing canon; it would make for a good AU anyway:

Support of this is going to have so much eye imagery. Such as these:

Let’s go back to season 1. The theory starts here in episode “Lobster Claws”--which interestingly airs just before Toffee’s first episode, and Toffee’s second appearance is actually the first time the term “All Seeing Eye” is ever said, before the audience is even aware of Eclipsa’s existence.

So in “Lobster Claws,” the titular monster minion of Ludo gets a hold of Ludo’s wand in the episode’s climax. When Lobster Claws grabs it, the wand changes into this form, and something strange and disturbing happens to Lobster Claws:

During the transformation of the Wand and Lobster Claws, notice what looks like /veins/ crawling up the Wand before it changes, and veins crawling up the arm Lobster Claws uses to hold the Wand. To me, it’s imagery similar to when Moon uses Eclipsa’s spell, and the similar marks Eclipsa and Moon end up sharing. Let me just pull up those images for the comparison:

I think they’re pretty similar.

So, back to Lobster Claws.

The Wand suddenly getting a vertical slit eye, suggests to me that the Wand has sentience, especially when it seems to be trying to possess Lobster Claws.

The idea that the Wand is trying to possess Lobster Claws seems even more likely to me when it’s essentially shown that there’s the alternative where Lobster Claws is in control, when the Wand shifts to a shape that looks like it represents /him/, his own will, and he looks normal again, after he seems to try to resist the Wand’s effort to control him:

Though the Wand shape that seems to represent Lobster Claws has an eye too, that eye resembles Lobster Claws’ own eyes, same round shape, similar expression, same coloring. It’s not a vertical slit eye like the Wand manifested on its own before and while trying to control him, it’s not colored like it, these eye shapes are pretty different.

(I’m getting these images from a SVTFOE-focused wiki, and I appreciate how the page for the above image literally just says “S1E13 Lobster Claws overcomes the wand's control.png” : [x] )

Lobster Claws continues to fight the Wand’s control, and he still has those veins crawling up his arm while he holds the Wand:

The episode finishes with Marco knocking the Wand out of Lobster Claw’s grip while he’s trying to fight the Wand off, and Lobster Claws is freed, and leaves with Ludo.

Now, who else actually has what looks a lot like a slit vertical eye on the Wand when they hold it?:

Eclipsa’s wand seems to look a lot like the Wand when it tried to possess Lobster Claws.

And recall that Eclipsa’s All Seeing Eye Spell looks like this:

I may be repeating visuals here a lot, but I just want to emphasize how Eclipsa’s Wand from the tapestry and her All Seeing Eye spell do look like the Wand when it tries to control Lobster Claws:

And again recall that Lobster Claws and Eclipsa have the “veins running up their arms” imagery in association with the eyeball shaped Wands--and that Moon also has the “veins running up their arms” imagery related to the Wand, though she has not shown a Wand form with an eye:

There’s also what Eclipsa does in the TV movie, she says the spell she will give to Moon will be a contract that has its own binding magic. Besides the spell she gets, Moon gets those vein marks after making that contract. Eclipsa already has those vein marks, and they look older and more comprehensive--and I just keep thinking, if Moon got those marks from a contract with Eclipsa, did Eclipsa first get her marks from a contract she made with someone else before? And if so, who?

So, that line of questioning leads me to think Eclipsa made a contract with the Wand itself. And this contract may have ultimately cost her fully intact free will and control over her own body, something the Wand took for itself. Where the Wand failed to possess Lobster Claws, it succeeded with Eclipsa.

Come to think of it, the tapestry described “the darkest spell of Moon the Undaunted”--but that's apparently due to Eclipsa’s involvement. What if Eclipsa’s title as “Queen of Darkness” is actually due to the Wand possessing her?

There’s also something about this promo poster that makes me theorize:

Of course there’s a lot of the similar eye imagery I’ve been discussing. But there’s also what seems like--there’s a large Eclipsa as what seems like the master manipulator and the one pulling all the strings, but there’s also a small card of Eclipsa, like the other cards of the other characters that seem to be pawns. As if that small Eclipsa card is associated with those who seem to be pawns. Does that indicate Eclipsa is manipulating herself as much as the others, and in a way considers herself another cog in her plans too*--or is this a hint that Eclipsa has been possessed? That the large Eclipsa is the Wand possessing her, and the card of Eclipsa is her true non-possessed self?

(*As an aside, I do heacanon Toffee to have that sort of train of thought himself--he used others and himself, he was willing to blow himself up for his goals, he did think of himself in terms of how he would be most useful, even as cog in his plans.)

Also a little about eye color, and even the emphasis on Eclipsa’s eyes--and also Lobster Claws’ eyes when the Wand tries to possess him, and the Wand’s eye color during that too:

The promo poster could all be artistic liberty and it doesn’t hold any real hints, but it’s there and it has a color similar to when the Wand tries to control Lobster Claws. Canon Eclipsa’s eyes in TV movie are shown to be more gray. There’s a focus on Eclipsa’s eyes in the tapestry “From Into the Wand”, though color can’t really be determined. The eyes of the small Eclipsa card in the promo poster are too small to really identify a color confidently, though I’m inclined to think they’re like Eclipsa’s gray in the TV movie. It’s just a smaller observation, especially since I think Moon is actually making a deal with a Wand!Possessed Eclipsa, and her eyes are gray then. But it’s possible the Wand could have figured out--with enough time--how to let Eclipsa’s eyes stay gray even when it’s possessing her. And it could also be a matter of the Wand partially possessing Eclipsa in this case, but with ultimate control and always able to seize full possession of her whenever it wants.

So yeah, Moon. What could this mean for her, since she has those marks? Thinking Wand possession could sort of spread like an infection under the right magical circumstances. That when Moon makes the deal, she’s really making a deal with the Wand!Possessed Eclipsa, and the Wand is interested in cultivating another host for it to possess. And so it makes the deal with Moon, while withholding vital information for its own benefit, such as its intention to possess Moon too eventually.

So, I think the Wand possessing Eclipsa is not only interesting, but can avoid having Eclipsa herself--the first and still only mewman queen to show real hints of any sympathy for monsters--be a literal villain, something that would leave another bad taste in my mouth. Also avoid the--at this point--actually kinda painfully and boring idea of having the “Queen of Darkness” be the literal villain, especially after the very interesting and subversive Mewnipendance Day episode.

Bonus:

I do also think about why Lobster Claws seemed so immediately susceptible to the Wand’s effort to possess it, while mewmans don’t seem as immediately susceptible, though they can eventually succumb, i.e. Eclipsa, Moon. I think it’s because the Wand, after years of being used against monsters, has built up a natural aggression toward and resistance against monsters, and is particularly damaging to them, because it has so much experience harming them. In season 1, Lobster Claws is literally the only monster to grab the intact Wand at full power, and gets that terrible reaction with the Wand trying to possess him. (Ludo only grabs the Wand when it’s apparently out of batteries, so it doesn’t have that volatile reaction from the Wand, and I have a whole other theory post on trying to make sense out of that, beyond just letting it lie as the gag it’s probably meant to be.) No other monster grabs the intact Wand in season 1. Toffee seems particularly intent on avoiding touching the Wand in the S1 finale, as if he has an idea what it could do to him, or try to do to him, as if he expects a scenario like Lobster Claws experienced. I don’t think it’s just Toffee making a point that he doesn’t /want/ the Wand; I think it’s also Toffee having some idea that the Wand wrecks the shit of monsters who try to touch it.

Ludo (and Toffee) can later use the Wand, without the Wand trying to possess them, because the Wand had been broken. Its anti-monster measures have been broken.

Though the arguably goop degradation of Toffee’s body later could be a result of Toffee dealing with the Wand’s aggression for monsters and coming the worse out for it, physically getting screwed up while trying to subdue its magic, though he still manages to obtain his goal...

#svtfoe #eclipsa butterfly #star vs the forces of evil #lobster claws #moon butterfly

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