#ugu leaves

[rykno-j]

Ignorance (j/jk)

Summary: a new AC is installed to their shared dorm, and g/eto is (unfortunately) sensitive to the cold temperature

Ship: s/atos/ugu- they sleep together so its pretty established

Notes: i noted s/hoko calls g/ojo and g/eto by their surnames in the anime so i'll be keeping it the same way here.

the fic was just supposed to be g/eto falling sick due to the temperature, but it took a turn at the end where g/ojo experiences what a cold is for the first time.

3.2k words.

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"Waahh- It feels so much better in our room now.. Seriously, why didn't we ask for this sooner?"

"We never needed it before, it never used to be this warm."

"Ahh, ah yeah. It's because of global warming."

Geto opened his mouth to argue that it was due to them sleeping huddled together, buried in each others embrace that caused the heat, but he decided to keep quiet.

Satoru has recently invited him to sleep over permanenly, and after a few weeks, they decided to send in a request for an aircon.

In all honesty, Geto was fine with the temperature. But Gojo would wake up and complain about the heat, ending their hug. Geto was getting annoyed with it.

So now it whirled overhead.

Geto had not been able to sleep well, he admits this to himself only. He had never been too good with low temperatures, with the way his nose would start to run and with the way an itch would form at the back of his increasingly dry throat.

Tonight was no different. Despite being under the blanket and cuddled from behind, Geto found himself shivering.

It wasn't violent enough to wake Gojo up, though. Geto doubted anything would wake the other up anyway. They had tired each other out after a whole night of activity, the weight of Gojo's fingers still somewhat lingering over his wrists.

Geto stares at the small green light of the aircon. Too cold. It was way too cold.

He inhales sharply as gojo hugs him tighter from behind. Right. Satoru had a habit of doing that.

Unfortunately, the wave of cold air that entered his lungs was quite unwelcomed. Geto could feel it tickling his airways.

"..hih-N'Gxt!!"

He didn't remember it being this bad the first day the aircon got installed. It had to be his lack of sleep. More than that, his throat had been uncharacteristically dry since a few days ago

Geto swallowed as a way to test the waters. No pain. He was fine, at least for now.

Pulling the blanket up to his chin, Geto exhaled, feeling the warm of his breath against his cheek. He's fine.

Morning rolled around much faster than he had anticipated.

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"Ohayo Suguruu--"

Geto felt Gojo rubbing his head against his chest, bright blue eyes staring straight at him. He looked so endearing like this, Geto couldn't help but place a kiss on his forehead.

"Ohayo, Satoru.."

His voice had come out scratchier than normal, but he was sure it was overlookable due to it being early in the morning.

Gojo leapt out of bed, stretching himself awake. His hair poked out of his head from all different directions. To that, Gojo quickly ran a hand down his scalp.

Geto smiled to himself. Waking up like this everyday was pure bliss. Now if only he wasn't as tired as he was..

"Suguruu- c'mon, we need to go for our morning run before Sensei comes for our throats again."

Not waiting for Geto's response, Gojo takes off his shirt, bending over to dig through the drawers for his school track uniform.

Geto watches from where he was, still lying down, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. Satoru looked so damn good just by doing absolutely anything.

"Suguru? Aren't you getting up? We have to go."

"Mm, I'll catch up later.. wna lie down a little bit more."

"Ehhh..? Something wrong? Did I tire you out too much last night?" Gojo looked over to him, slight mirth in his eyes.

"Yeah, exactly that."

"Ahh, I'm sorry, heheh." (he was not sorry). "I'll see you at the track then. Half an hour max, alright? You need to run at least a round to make it convincing."

"Mm.."

Gojo turned to leave the room, before he changed his mind, scrambling over to where Geto was, leaning over to press a kiss against his temple.

"Okayyy, byeee-♡"

Geto huffed to himself. Seriously, who was the older one here? Still, he would do anything for the other. Anything.

"..hiH' hitchh-w!! hah'tzchh!!"

Anything. Even at the expense of himself.

Geto knew sooner or later he would come down with something. He always did, whenever the temperature got a little low. During the winter seasons, it was absolute hell. But at least he could dress warmly then.

In their shared dorm? Not so much.

"..hAH'dZzchh!! ..snff-"

The back of his wrist was already coated with a layer of mist. Nothing he couldn't handle. Some sleep would get rid of it, he was sure.

Geto blinked at the green light of the air-conditioner. He should.. he should really switch that off..

Curling into the warm pocket of space that Gojo had left behind, Geto drifted off once again.

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"Suguru- SUGURU-!!! Oiii, I thought I told you half hour max?!"

What was going on?

Geto was shaken awake, bright light invading his eyes as he opened them. The warm blanket around him was then yanked off roughly. A shiver ran down his spine.

"Satoru-"

"QUICK! HE'S GOING TO MAKE US CLEAN THE STOREROOM AGAIN!"

Geto felt his wrist being pulled as he was lifted off the bed. Another tug sent him flying out of the room, Gojo pulling him towards the shared bathing area.

He felt cold water splash onto his face.

"?!"

"Water. We have to make it convincing that you ran a few laps." Gojo stepped back, analysing him for awhile. "Alright. You look tired enough to pass, let's go, quickly!"

"Satoru.. I'm still in my sleepwear.."

"Heh? ..Eh?? EHHH-!!"

Gojo led him into the courtyard after a quick change of clothes. The sun had barely started to rise. Added with the consistent evaporation of the water on his skin, Geto couldn't help the light quivers that ran down his frame.

Really.. every morning with Satoru was sure to be an entertaining one, albeit tiring.

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Lunch was no different, say for the dull throbbing that had started to form throughout his head. Beside him, Gojo was talking on and on about how ugly his piece of lettuce looked.

"Shoko-!! I'm telling you! It looks juuust like the curse we exorcised last week. This part is its arms, here's the head.. Suguru- oi Suguru, it looks like it, doesn't it?"

Geto felt a jab to his rib.

"What-?" (his voice broke)

"It looks like it, right? Right?"

"Mm, yeah, yeah it does.." What was Satoru on about this time?

"See?!!" Gojo leaned back happily, waving the food item in front of Shoko, who looked extremely unamused.

Geto stared at his own tray. Inbetween closing his eyes, rubbing his temples and trying not to sneeze, he swore he had eaten more than what was left on his plate.

There was still time before the next lesson. If he took a rest now, his body might just make it in time. With that, he stood up.

"I'm going back first."

"Hahh? Suguru- I thought we were supposed to play basketball later?"

"Mm, yeah. I'm going to go get ready first."

Gojo flashed him an OK! symbol before he turned back to the table.

Now it was just a matter of how long he could keep up this guise.

Geto slid open the doors to the dorm, a wave of cold air 'welcoming' him. If he hadn't been gripping onto the door frame, Geto was sure his knees would have given way.

Shit. With their hurry this morning, they had forgot to turn off the aircon. Geto swears that if he pours water on the floor, it was going to freeze over.

The controller. Where was it? He had to turn this monstrosity off.

Geto fumbled through the mountain of Gojo's belongings on the table. Seriously, Satoru had to learn how to tidy up after himself.

Admist the searching, Geto accidentally knocks off one of their long metal rulers, and it hits the floor with a loud clang.

There goes the rest of his headache.

Finger pressed against his temple, Geto gave up looking for the controller. He wouldn't be surprised if Gojo had accidentally stuffed it into his school bag, which was currently on his person.

Well whatever.

Geto pulled open the cupboard with an effort, pulling out a few of his thicker jackets meant for winter. Throwing them onto the bed, Geto joined them shortly.

He would keep them before Satoru came to bug him for the game of basketball. He would keep them before- before..

Geto's eyelids felt heavy. He'd finish that thought later.. later.

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Back at the lunch table:

"Gojo.."

"Mm?" He pauses mid-bite. "What is it?"

Shoko sighs, playing with the lighter between her fingers. "You need to be a lot more sensitive, you know that?"

"Sensitive? You mean to cursed energy? My eyes already do that, don't worry."

"Idiot. I meant that you should be more sensitive to Geto."

"..Suguru? My eyes can tell apart his cursed energy from others."

Shoko sighs again, pressing her lighter onto the table. "Not that."

"Then? You mean I should be less rough with him when we-"

"Not that! I Do Not want to hear about that!"

Gojo smirks. "Alright, alright."

"..Anyway, didn't you notice anything wrong with him?" Shoko says instead.

"Mm? Ah.. I guess Suguru hasn't insulted my intelligence today."

"That's why I'm doing it right now."

Gojo feigns hurt as Shoko pulls out a cigarette.

"Cutting to the chase, Geto seemed barely able to stay awake just now."

He supposes she does have a point. Suguru had been exceptionally sluggish today, but he was sure it was nothing to be worried about, nothing a sugared drink can't fix.

"..Seriously Gojo, didn't you notice how tired he looked when he left the table?"

In all honesty, he had not.

"..So, do I really need to spell it out for you?"

Gojo sheepishly looked away as Shoko shot him a look that screamed "you suck!"

"I'll go check on him."

"Mm, thank me later."

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In the hallway:

Gojo made his way quickly to their dorm. Now that Shoko had mentioned it, he couldn't get it out of his head that something had indeed been up with the other.

Firstly, what was up with that whole 'sleeping-in' episode? He knew for a fact that Suguru was always the one chasing him to get changed and leave.

And Geto hadn't asked him to stop playing with his food during lunch, not once. Even though he was normally the one who ensured that Gojo's food actually made its way into his mouth.

Not to mention leaving the table alone. Suguru almost never went anywhere without him.

Picking futher, Gojo remembers how tired Geto looked in the morning, as if he didn't get a wink of sleep.

Had he really not noticed before?

Thinking about it now would do him no good. Steadying himself, Gojo slides open the door.

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"Suguruu- are you there?"

Even in the dim room, Gojo could make out the mess of blankets on their bed. He could hear Geto's shallow breaths. They sounded.. rough.. for someone who was supposedly asleep.

Something was definitely wrong. Hadn't Suguru said he was heading back to the dorms to get changed for basketb- oh. Oh of course. How could he have been so dense? The other had probably said that in an attempt to escape the lunch table.

Gojo closes the door behind him, afraid the light from outside might wake Geto up. He clenched his fist. Open, close, open.

Dammit.

How was he supposed to approach the other?

Gojo had never been in a situation like this before. In his eyes, there was nothing wrong with Suguru. His flow of cursed energy was stable, though muted. But that normally happened when he was asleep.

What was wrong, then?

As Gojo neared the bed, he saw the edge of the blanket get tugged upwards.

He reached over, tugging the blanket back down.

"Suguru, are-"

His eyes widened.

Gojo remembers how his teachers would drill into his head the concept of "searching for signs of curses using their residuals" when he first joined Jujutsu High.

Of course, he could already do that naturally with his six eyes.

But this. This was something else entirely.

What he saw in front of him was not something that would ever have been written into any mission handbook.

Gojo's eyes traced over what was presented to him when Geto looked at him hazily, as if he just woke up from restless sleep.

Cheeks flushed.

Eyes unfocused.

Nose tinted pink.

Small quivers in the fingers gripping the blanket.

"Sa-toru..?"

And when he spoke, it was as soft as ever, with an added edge of roughness that made Gojo's heart run laps around his ribcage. His voice sounded like a running river that had flowed over a particularly rocky path.

If residuals showed signs of curses in the area, what did these show?

Gojo reached out gently. He wanted to know, needed to know.

"Sugu-"

Before he could finish the sentence, however, Geto turned sharply to the side.

"..hh' w-wait.. I.. hH'gNxXt!! ..hAH'nGxt!! .. snff-!! ..m'sorry.."

"Aahh- no. It's okay- are you okay?" Gojo felt his voice catch in his throat. He had never seen Geto like this before. It scared him.

But a part of him subconsciously made his hand move to Geto's neck, pressing in softly.

He was warm, extremely warm.

In an attempt to help, Gojo tugs the blanket off Geto's body.

"..Suguru, you're going to give yourself heatstroke, take the jackets off.."

"N-No, you don't g-Hh'!! ..get it.. it's c-chH'!! hah'Ngxtt!! hih'dNxggt!! hH'gNxx-chh!! ..it's cold.."

"It is?" A genuine question.

Gojo turned to the messy table, digging through the mess of papers and unopened sweet packets. When he came up with nothing, Gojo turned to another messy pile on the floor.

"Why didn't you just say something?"

Geto watched as Gojo fished the remote out from under a discarded mission file.

The aircon went off with a beep, leaving behind a sudden dense feeling in the air. The shift in pressure placed a fuzzy feeling in Geto's sinuses.

"..hh'nGx-tch!! hH'gNxxt-iw!!"

Gojo tilted a curious head in his direction.

"Why are you still sneezing? I turned it off."

Geto shot an annoyed glance at him. "That's n-not ..hH-! ..h'Ngxt!! ..not how colds work."

"Oh." Gojo replied, dumbfounded.

"..Do you even know what that is?"

To that, Gojo nodded. "Yes, but I was told that colds are a sign of weakness, that I shouldn't get them, because I'm supposed to be the strongest, so I don't have much experience with them."

"Who told you that..?"

"The people who raised me, of course."

Geto was suddenly glad that they no longer had a hand in raising his friend. Seriously, driving these thoughts into the head of a child was wrong, even if said child was the bearer of two of the most broken abilities.

"Anyway.." Gojo continued, "Suguru, you sure it's a cold? You're strong too, so I didn't think you could.. get colds."

Geto sighed. One step at a time, it seems.

"Everyone can get them."

"Ah, really?"

"..Surely you've gotten a fever before?"

"Fever?"

Geto sighed again, reaching out to grab Gojo's hand, pressing it against his forehead.

"Tryna tell me how hot you are?" Gojo smirks slightly. "Seriously though, isn't that because you've literally dressed yourself for winter?"

He points at the jackets Geto had sitting around him.

Geto exhales slowly from his mouth. Just how was he going to explain this?

"..When someone falls sick, they get a fever, and that makes them feel cold, because of the difference in temperature between the body and the surrounding air."

"..Then why didn't you just turn the aircon off just now?"

"Because I couldn't find the damn remote through all the mess!" After raising his voice slightly, Geto turns away to cough softly into his fist. Ah, he shouldn't have done that.

Next to him, Gojo reaches for the half empty bottle of water across the table before uncapping it, passing it to the other.

For someone so seemingly oblivious to the things happening around him, Satoru was surprisingly considerate at times, Geto notes with a smile.

"That doesn't explain why this is all pink though," Gojo says suddenly, stepping up so he can press a finger to the very tip of Geto's nose.

"Sa-hH'!! hIH'dZtcHH!! haH'EhkshH!! ..Satoru! Don't..dohH'!! ..hi'tgNxtt!! ..don't do that.."

"So that's how your sneezes sound like without you pinching them away!"

Geto froze in place. Ah.. the fit had set on so quickly that he didn't have time to stifle. He hadn't even realised. A blush creeped up onto his cheeks.

"Seriously though, why do you always do that?"

Geto looked away, hoping the flush wouldn't deepen. "It's not.. well, it's not-"

"..Everyone does it, right?" Gojo interrupted. "Just like you told me everyone can catch colds, everyone sneezes too, so why are you so shy about it?"

"..Well yes, but using that same logic, you won't just change your clothes in front of anyone, would you?"

Gojo went silent for awhile, as if he was contemplating something deeply. Seconds later, he turned to Geto with a small smile.

"So I'm special then!"

"Hm?"

"Because you sneezed in front of me."

Before Geto could calm himself down enough to give an answer, Gojo bent down, pressing his lips gently against the edge of Geto's eye.

"Suguruu, was the aircon really bothering you that much? You've got eyebags."

"Mm."

"Why didn't you say anything then?" Gojo asks again.

"..You were enjoying it, so I thought I'd-"

"Sacrifice yourself for me??"

"..It's not that dramatic, Satoru."

"Yeah but still," Gojo pouts a little before speaking. "I would have suffered through the heat for you."

Yet again he proves to be considerate. How was he to respond to that?

"But then you always.. always-" ..always break the hug when it gets too hot. Geto catches himself before the rest of that sentence slips out, but the other seemed to get its implication.

"I didnt want us to wake up all sweaty, that's all. But if you're okay with it, I won't let go."

Geto opened his mouth in an attempt to deny the fact he liked being hugged, but Gojo quickly circled around to his side of the bed, leaning forward to kiss Geto's temple.

"I heard sleep helps to make colds better."

"That's what I was trying to do before you barged in and tugged my blanket off."

"Heh, a consequence of moving in with me."

"Mm. I'm not backing out, though."

"Hah! As if I would let you do such a thing."

Geto couldn't help the soft laugher that escaped him, even if it made him bend over with a light coughing fit.

"Alright alright.." Gojo said, patting Geto's back gently. "Take off the damn jacket, I wna hug you."

"..As you wish."

----

The rest of the day was spent lazily in bed, with Geto occasionally waking up just to dissolve into rapid fits that left him exhausted and clinging onto Gojo for comfort.

Seriously, if colds made Suguru this touchy, he wouldn't mind helping the other through a few more.

-end-

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Finishing notes:

Filling up plot holes: the teacher cancelled lessons for the rest of the day, since it was hand-to-hand combat. with geto sick and gojo having no partner to spar with, the lesson was postponed. that's why satosugu could just stay in bed. ofc, they would have either way.

Yeah gojo caught geto's cold after this, and experienced his first sick, yay!

Sorry for the once again plot>snz fic, but that's normally how my stuff goes

Also at the beginning of the fic i wonder if anyone got the global warming reference hahsvagj

tysm for reading agshhs

-- 2 weeks to Shibuya --

[jjkprncss]

PUSSY TALK - SUGURU GETO

CONTENT WARNING: begging, wrist restraints, rough (ish) sex

819 pm Los Angeles, Ca

"s....ugu.. pl...mmmgn" you protested, reaching your hand behind you, trying to push your 6'3 boyfriend off of you. he groaned, leaning his hips farther into yours as he held a firm grasp on your wrist, now holding your hand behind your back. 

"I thought you weren't gon' talk to me? you weren't gon' make noise babe? what happened?" he whispered, pressing his thumb into your lower back, forcing your arch up higher. "is it too much for you yn?"

741 pm Los Angeles, Ca

"you're getting on my nerves miss ..." suguru threw his head back, his fingers pinching his nose bridge, irritated by your attitude. 

"me? you come home late every night. you don't talk to me, you don't kiss me, you don't even look at me suguru. but I'm the one working your nerves yea ok" you scoffed, placing the dirty dishes into the soap-filled sink. 

you and suguru have been having issues for almost three weeks now. you just finished school, leaving you with too much free time on your hands. this wouldn't have been a problem if you didn't choose to move in with your long-term boyfriend, suguru. his loft was only a 10-minute drive from the college you were accepted into, so being able to live with your boyfriend and go to school was a win-win. 

lately, he has been working ... very late hours. 6 am to 10 pm, sometimes even past midnight. of course, you tried talking to him about it, but with every attempt, he just blew you off. ever since then, everything he did when he was at home would just irk you. things aren't like they were before. 

"I am working. providing for you, keeping a roof over your head, and money in your bank account" suguru stood up, tying his shoulder-length jet-black hair up into a bun. he walked into the kitchen, grabbing hold of the towel in your hand. "I don't hear you complaining then do I?" 

"you're an ass!" you snatched the towel back, throwing it at his chest. wiping your hands, you stormed away annoyed at his stupid response. "Im done fucking talking to you, for the rest of the night you wont hear shit from me" 

820 pm Los Angeles, Ca

"mmng.." you muffled, stuffing your face into the pillow in front of you, leaving a small smear of brown foundation on the bright pink sheets you two shared. you rolled your eyes, feeling his thick tip ram in between your folds, hitting your cervix. 

"thats what I thought ... cmere" he reached over, grabbing the back of your neck and pulling you up to his chest. "I hear that pussy talkin' to me though don't I?"

SLAP SLAP SLAP 

"pl..pleasughh" your free hand reached back, attempting to do the same push as before. he grabbed it, your wrists now feeling small in the grasp of his one hand, his other still gripped around your neck.

"what you want me to stop?" suguru slowed the pace of his hips, now increasing into long, hard strokes. "that's not what she's telling me. all I hear is you want more" he laughed, whispering in your ear before shoving your head back down into the mattress. "keep that pussy wet for me yn...just like that"

[ter0ii]

Heya Ik, ik, soooo veryyy tooooo late, BUT in my defense I posted it first on my ig yesterday nov 2nd and technically it’s not that late if we take on count that here in Mexico is Día de Muertos, so that’s fair enough for me ig, anyways…

✨ Vanny BooOoOooOzle’s Macabre Stories for Boo and Yours✨ a recently found storybook record from some year in some Halloween 👻 (def not canon but a girl can dream, leave me alone🙂‍↔️)

Here I’ll leave a second version with this cool retro game filter I found ugu

I know I could’ve done something so much better but honestly I’ve been a bit burnt out and I’m just realizing it, so I’m trying to do my best, I promise I’ll have something better to show next year, meanwhile I’ll keep working on all this 💞💞

And my reference, u already know ofc ofc

[marshbarks]

regarding my last reblog genuinely i think the reason why people are able to take creek and bunny and make them very much ugu kya !! >< ships is because there is not a Big Contestant against them.

that isnt a bad thing but i think it means that people dont have to think as hard about them in a grander scale? i rarely see character analysis for those ships (bunny gets it sometimes which i appreciate seeing) because they just Are Canon (or are so fanon-loved that theyre basically canon)

style and kyman are ships that people have been Fighting over for 20+ years, because a lot of people arent multishippers, and a lot of kyman shippers were seen as bad by style shippers (and the wider fandom in general) for a very long time/some still have that viewpoint.

so the people who make fic content have this... like need to prove why their ship is worthy? which means adding extra complexity and over analyzing canon and digging into their minds a lot more. idk this might not make perfect sense but i think that the Fight for supremacy has bolstered both ships into being fucking Fascinating from a development standpoint.

and this also applies to kenny/butters/tweek/craig rarepairs. they have to be Compelling and Evidenced in order to have a footing against creek and bunny. but no one is trying to actually FIGHT creek and bunny (good! leave them alone) so those writers don't have to overthink making their stuff deep and compelling. they have the freedom to go ugu kyaaa as much as they want because its the canon/basically canon ship and people will eat it up anyways.

[the-blue-fairie]

Missing scenes from The Lost Princess of Oz. Abducted by the felonious Ugu the Shoemaker, Ozma finds herself in a magical prison that forces her to confront her own insecurities... and her feelings for Dorothy. Dorzma.

Hi, everyone! I've written another Dorzma fic. I hope you enjoy and, if you do, please leave a review. Reviews and comments keep us writers thriving.

@poppies-from-oz @crimzonstudioz @theglasscat @toiletpotato @cursed-seedpod @grctw @gastrophobia @rexshadaoart

[dazzasarchives]

So I have recently decided to go about and read Marvel Comics in some form of chronological order. ( I'll leave a link to the website I'm using to undertake this task at the bottom.) I will also give my thoughts as an amateur comic enthusiast, on the comics that I have here as well as hopefully some helpful information. Speaking of helpful information before I continue I'll also state that the Marvel Universe timeline is on a sliding timescale, so some historical mentions and references should be viewed differently such as the name of the President of the United States and so on. Also the timeline is roughly that every ten ish years of comic publication could be deemed as a year within the Marvel Universe. Of course there's exceptions, there's always exceptions. Anyway I've decided to start with the Silver Age, which for a long time has been the birthplace of the main Marvel 616 Universe. With starting with the Silver Age then that Means that we start with the very first Fantastic Four Comic.

The comic stars the "First Family" of Marvel comics, The Fantastic Four. Which act as the first team and first four heroes introduced to us the readers. Despite that canonically there are other heroes within this world from ages past. The Fantastic Four consists of Four members, Mister Fantastic ( Reed Richards), Invisible Girl ( Susan "Sue" Storm ), The Human Torch ( Jonathan "Johnny" Storm ), and The Thing ( Benjamin "Ben" Grimm ). It is written by Stan Lee ,and penciled by Jack Kirby.

The comic starts off showing us our heroes using their newly acquired powers before showing us their origins. Which we find out was caused by them going into space and then being blasted by cosmic rays. Though this does have some slight changes later on due to the sliding timescale. Their spacecraft ends up crashing and the Four members land safely although they do have a freak out over their new abilities. I mean hey so would I if I caught on fire and could fly or turn invisible. Anyway the group is then forever changed, they also give themselves their superhero names, which reminds me of when I was in college and had everyone call me Smurf because my hair was blue and I didn't want to be called Sonic and have to run around everywhere. Right sorry back to the story, after this the Fantastic Four is born.

Anyway later on the Fantastic Four hear of these massive sinkholes that have been dragging items underground. There's also these massive creatures that come from the massive sinkholes and terrorize the surface world. Well we come to find out that all of this, is the devious plan of the Mole Man ( Harvey Elder ). I also have the names of his monsters, I love that Marvel Fandom wiki included these guys. We have Giganto, Tricephalous, and Rock Monster Guardian ( Ugu ). We also get a brief backstory of the Mole Man. Essentially he got made fun of a lot and then went cave exploring before being trapped in the caves, just goes to show don't make fun of people. Anywho, The way the Mole Man is defeated is very anticlimactic Reed and the Mole Man face of in a stick fight, but then Reed just picks him up and carries him away.

But then even after Reed grabs onto him as the tunnels begin collapsing around them, Reed let's go of the Mole Man, so he still got away in the end. That's really it for the first issue.

Alright let's talk about the characters of this story, sorry Ugu that doesn't mean you, first let's start with our main man himself Reed Richards.

I don't mind him all that much in this comic, I know personally I have never been the biggest fan of the Mister Fantastic or the Fantastic Four in general but in this issue he's ok, I don't mind him, but I definitely do not believe that he is the smartest man in the world.

Anyway on to our second hero, the Invisible Girl.

What can I say about Sue Storm. She turns invisible I guess. I'm so glad I have future comic knowledge of her otherwise I'd ask what the point of her character is, granted I am aware this comic came out in 1961, so they weren't really sitting at a table discussing to themselves, how can we make the Invisible Girl cool? As of right now she's not my favorite character,but I can't wait for that to change because I know it will.

Now for the hothead himself, the Human Torch.

When I was younger I loved the Human Torch, which yeah that's his role he's basically the younger groups character, the one they can associate with. I'm older now and honestly I can't really stand Johnny. Again like his sister I know this will change in the future, I just get annoyed with him, though on a good note I think he's at least the second strongest member as of right now.

Now for the strongest member of the Fantastic Four, The Thing.

Honestly I love the Thing, he's big, he's sassy, and I can't help but feel bad for him. He's essentially the joke of the group but he's super strong, I just feel bad because everyone sees him as a monster but not me no siree, I like my big pile of orange rocks. So far he's my favorite member he has the most use, and is definitely without a doubt the strongest member.

Now for our Antagonist the Mole Man.

What can I say about the Mole Man. Honestly a weak first villain. He doesn't do much, gets beaten in a stick fight and then just slips away. I'm amazed that he's become a mainstay in comics and is still a villain in recent issues.

Anyway that's me talking about the Fantastic Four Series 1 Issue 1. It was an ok start to the Marvel Universe I can't wait to see where it goes from here, until next time. Excelsior!

The site I've been using to read Marvel comics chronologically:

Also the art depicted on this post is not mine and does belong to Marvel Comics. I'm not that good of an artist to turn an arm into a lasso

Also if you would like to continue the story in Chronological Order follow this link:

[saintedbyher]

Simping for angela hours, thinking about her biting you and leaving marks

UGU TH FHFBDH imagine working at smosh and showing up to work with hickeys from angela and everyone knows it. Everyone would make fun of you and her, especially her

[offeringstothegodofthin]

RECIPE TWENTY FIVE

LENTIL AND YAM SOUP

YOU WILL NEED:

Yam 150g (I used Nigerian yams, but potatoes or any tuber will do just fine) - 150c

1 cup boiled brown lentils - 230c

1 boiled egg - 72c

1/2 a small onion - 15c

4 knorr bouillon cubes - 60c

1 red pepper - 5c

6 big red crawfish (I used dry ones) - 30c

20g ugu (replace with greens of choice) - 10c

6g scentleaf (can be replaced with mint)- 5c

1 small piece stem ginger - 3c

2 pieces of garlic - 2c

1 tbsp oil of choice. (I used palm oil so 120c)

4 cups water

HOW TO PREPARE:

Cut yam into cubes, toss in a pot with the water and boil with bouillon cubes, ginger, garlic, pepper and prawns.

When yam passes the fork test, add pre boiled lentils, palm oil and the egg yolk, slice whites and keep aside to top.

When everything is reduced and reaching a soupy consistency, add the sliced leaves and cover pot for five minutes.

Put off heat, plate and serve. Top with diced egg whites.

NOTES:

This entire thing is 702c.

It made three portions with 2 scoops each @ 234c each.

Was a full bowl, shoulda took pics, honestly.

I'm an ethnic Nigerian, so see brackets for ingredient alternatives, make sure to swap out and calculate accordingly.

Have fun, feedback please.

I would have loved this with shredded chicken. But this is also pretty good.

[demonslayerscript]

Episode 4: Thank You, Tokito / 第四話『時透君ありがとう(ときとうくん、ありがとう/Tokito-kun, Arigato)』

*Green colored words are only in anime, not in original manga, and we usually call them “アニオリ/ani-ori(アニメオリジナル/anime-original)".

小鉄「うわっ！ああ…うわっ！ああ…」

Kotetsu “Uwa! Aa… Uwa! Aa…”

金魚鬼「ギョッギョッ」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo-gyo.”

小鉄「うわあ！…うわっ！」

Kotetsu “Uwaa! …Uwa!”

金魚鬼「ギョッ、ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo, gyooo!”

小鉄「うぐっ！」

Kotetsu “Ugu!”

炭治郎（人のためにすることは、巡り巡って自分のために）

Tanjiro (Hitono tameni suru-kotowa, meguri-megutte jibunno tameni.)

Tanjiro (Whatever you do for others… comes around to help you, as well, in the end.)

時透無一郎「ハッ！」

Tokito Muichiro “Ha!”

小鉄「うっ…」

Kotetsu “U…”

金魚鬼「ガア～」

Kingyo-Oni “Gaaa.”

金魚鬼「ギョッ、ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo, gyooo!”

小鉄「ぐっ！うう…」

Kotetsu “Gu! Uu…”

無一郎「逃げろ」

Muichiro “Nigero.”

Muichiro “Run.”

小鉄「あんた…」

Kotetsu “Anta…”

Kotetsu “You…”

無一郎「邪魔になるから、さっさと逃げてくれない？」

Muichiro “Jamani naru-kara, sassato nigete-kurenai?”

Muichiro “You’re getting in the way, so just run.”

金魚鬼「ギョギョ～！ギョ～ギョッ、ギョッ…」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo-gyooo! Gyooo-gyo, gyo…”

小鉄「うわっ！」

Kotetsu “Uwa!”

金魚鬼「ギョ～！ギョギョ～！ギョッ！ギョッ…」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyooo! Gyo-gyooo! Gyo! Gyo…”

小鉄「あっ…」

Kotetsu “A…”

金魚鬼「ギョ…ギョギョ…」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo… Gyo-gyo…”

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金魚鬼「ギョギョギョ…　ギョギョ…」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo-gyo-gyo… Gyo-gyo…”

無一郎(頚と思わしき場所を斬っても、体が崩れず再生。じゃあ、こっちか)

Muichiro (Kubi-to omowa-shiki basho’o kittemo, karadaga kuzurezu saisei. Jaa, kocchika.)

Muichiro (I sliced off what I thought was its head, but rather than disintegrate, its body is regenerating. So, that must be it.)

金魚鬼「グウ～…ギョ～ギョッ！ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Guuu…Gyooogyo! Gyooo!”

無一郎（壺から力を得ていた…やはり血鬼術で作られたもの）「あ…」

Muichiro (Tsubo-kara chikara’o ete-ita… Yahari Kekki-Jutsude tsuku-rareta mono.) “A…”

Muichiro (It was getting its power from that vase. So, it’s definitely a product of Blood Demon Art.)

小鉄「うわあああ！ありがとう～!! 死んだと思った、俺死んだと…怖かった、うわあああ！昆布頭とか言って悪かったよぅ、ごめんなさい～～!!」

Kotetsu “Uwaaaa! Arigatooo!! Shindato omotta, ore shindato… Kowakatta, uwaaaa! Konbu-atama-toka itte waru-kattayoo, gomen-nasaiiiii!!”

Kotetsu “Thank you! I thought I was a goner! I thought I was dead! I was so scared! I shouldn’t have called you ‘seaweed head’! I’m so sorry!”

無一郎「昆布頭って僕のこと？」

Muichiro “Konbu-atamatte bokuno koto?”

Muichiro “You called me ‘seaweed head’?”

小鉄「あっ…！わああん、すみませぇん、嫌いだったんです！」

Kotetsu “A…! Waaan, sumimaseen, kirai dattan-desu!”

Kotetsu “Sorry! I didn’t like you!”

無一郎「こんなことしてる場合じゃないや。僕はもう行くから、後は勝手にして」

Muichiro “Konna koto shiteru baaija naiya. Bokuwa mo iku-kara, atowa katteni shite.”

Muichiro “I don’t have time for this. I’m leaving now, so do whatever you want.”

小鉄「あ…待って!! 鉄穴森さんも襲われてるんです！助けに出た俺も、化け物に襲われて…」

Kotetsu “A…matte!! Kanamori-sanmo osoware-terun-desu! Tasukeni deta oremo, bakemononi osowarete…”

Kotetsu “Wait! They attacked Mr. Kanamori, too! When I went to help him out, that monster assaulted me!”

小鉄「鋼鐵塚さんが、刀の再生で不眠不休の研磨をしてるから…少しでも手を止めてしまうともう駄目なんです。どうか助けてください！…どうか…！」

Kotetsu “Haganezuka-sanga, katanano saiseide fumin-fukyuno kenma’o shiteru-kara… Sukoshi-demo te’o tomete-shimauto mo dame nandesu. Doka tasukete-kudasai! Doka…!”

Kotetsu “Mr. Haganezuka’s been working non stop without sleep to restore a sword… so if he stops even for a second, that will be the end of it! Please…save him! Please!”

無一郎「いや、僕は…」

Muichiro “Iya, bokuwa…”

Muichiro “No… I…”

産屋敷耀哉「君は必ず自分を取り戻せる、無一郎」

Ubuyashiki Kagaya “Kimiwa kanarazu, jibun’o tori-modoseru, Muichiro.”

Kagaya Ubuyashiki “You’ll be able to find yourself again for sure… Muichiro.”

無一郎「あっ…」

Muichiro “A…”

耀哉「混乱しているだろうが今は、とにかく生きることだけ考えなさい。生きてさえいれば、どうにかなる。失った記憶は必ず戻る。心配いらない。きっかけを見落とさないことだ。ささいな事柄が始まりとなり、君の頭の中の霞を鮮やかに晴らしてくれるよ」

Kagaya “Konran shite-iru-daroga imawa, tonikaku ikiru-koto-dake kangae-nasai. Ikite-sae-ireba, Donika naru. Ushinatta kiokuwa kanarazu modoru. Shinpai iranai. Kikkake’o miotosa-nai-kotoda. Sasaina kotogaraga hajimari-to nari, kimino atamano nakano kasumi’o azayakani harashite-kureruyo.”

Kagaya “I know you must be confused, but for now, just focus on living, nothing more. As long as you’re alive, things will work out. You’ll regain your lost memories without fail. There’s nothing to worry about. Just don’t let your chance slip away. It will start out as something insignificant… and then it will clear away… the mist in your head.”

無一郎「あっ…」

Muichiro “A…”

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小鉄「うわああ！ちょ～！もうちょっとゆっくりで!! あともうちょっとだけ!!」

Kotetsu “Uwaaa! Chooo! Mo-chotto yukkuride!! Ato mo-chotto-dake!!”

Kotetsu “Whoa! Hold up! Go a little slower, will you? Just a tiny bit slower!”

無一郎「喋ってると舌を噛むから」

Muichiro “Shabetteruto shita’o kamu-kara.”

Muichiro “Don’t talk, or you’ll bite your tongue.”

小鉄「ヒイイイ！」

Kotetsu “Hiiii!”

無一郎（これは正しいのかな？こんなことしてたら、里全体を守れないんじゃ…。いや、できる。僕はお館様に認められた、鬼殺隊・霞柱、時透無一郎だから）

Muichiro (Korewa tadashiino-kana? Konna koto shite-tara, sato-zentai’o mamore-nainja… Iya, dekiru. Bokuwa Oyakata-samani mitome-rareta, Kisatsu-Tai, Kasumi-Bashira, Tokito Muichiro dakara.)

Muichiro (Is this the right thing to do? Isn’t this going to keep me from protecting the entire village? No, I can do it. Because I’m a Demon Slayer who’s been recognized by the Master. The Mist Hashira… Muichiro Tokito.)

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炭治郎「ううう…」

Tanjiro “Uuu…”

空喜「アアア…」

Urogi “Aaa…”

炭治郎「ハッ！うっ！」

Tanjiro “Ha! U!”

空喜「ぐあっ！」

Urogi “Gua!”

炭治郎（まずい!! 斬ってしまった!! どうする!? さらに増やしてしまう…あ…同じ名前…！？）

Tanjiro (Mazui!! Kitte-shimatta!! Do-suru!? Sarani fuyashite-shi mau… A…onaji namae…!?)

Tanjiro (Oh, snap! I slashed it! What should I do? I’m creating more of them! The same name?)

炭治郎「ぐあああ…」（ぐっ！なるほど…そうか。攻撃の威力が落ちてる！恐らく、強くなっていく分裂は無限じゃない。ちらりと見えた口の中の文字『喜怒哀楽』。その四体の状態が一番強いんだな？それ以上分裂すると弱くなる）

Tanjiro “Guaaa…” (Gu! Naruhodo…soka. Kogekino iryokuga ochiteru! Osoraku, tsuyoku natte-iku bunretsuwa mugenja nai. Chirarito mieta kuchino Nakano moji ‘Ki-Do-Ai-Raku.’ Sono yon-taino jotaiga ichiban tsuyoin-dana? Sore-ijo bunretsu suruto yowaku-naru.)

Tanjiro (I get it! That’s how it works! Their attack power’s weaker! It probably can’t split off into the stronger clones indefinitely. Those characters inside its mouth that I got a glimpse of. Emotions… Those four are the most powerful versions, right? If they divide any further… they get weaker!)

空喜「グエ～！」

Urogi “Gueee!”

炭治郎「ぐっ！」

Tanjiro “Gu!”

空喜「グエッ…」

Urogi “Gue…”

炭治郎（後ろ!!）

Tanjiro (Ushiro!!)

Tanjiro (Behind me!)

空喜「ハアアア！」

Urogi “Haaaa!”

炭治郎「くっ…」

Tanjiro “Ku…”

空喜「グアアア！」

Urogi “Guaaa!”

炭治郎「うっ…」（倒さなければ、一体だけでも。早く禰豆子と玄弥の所へ）

Tanjiro “U…” (Taosa-nakereba, ittai-dake-demo. Hayaku Nezukoto Gen’yano tokoro’e.)

Tanjiro (I have to defeat it! Even just one of them! I need to get back to Nezuko and Genya!)

炭治郎「あっ…」（鬼は！？刺した口が消えた。やっぱり分裂もここまで）

Tanjiro “A…” (Oniwa!? Sashita kuchiga kieta. Yappari bunretsumo koko-made.)

Tanjiro (Where’s the demon? The mouth that I stabbed is gone! So… it can’t split off any furher?)

空喜「ヒイイ！」

Urogi “Hiii!”

炭治郎「くっ…」

Tanjiro “Ku…”

空喜「グアア！」

Urogi “Guaa!”

炭治郎「ぐっ…、ぐっ…」

Tanjiro “Gu…, gu…”

空喜「どうだ俺の爪は！この��度、切れ味!! 金剛石をも砕く威力だ！」

Urogi “Doda oreno tsumewa! Kono sokudo, kire-aji!! Kongo-seki’omo kudaku iryokuda!”

Urogi “How do you like my talons? How swift, how sharp they are? They’re strong enough to even smash diamonds!”

炭治郎「ぐっ！ぐあっ…」

Tanjiro “Gu! Gua…”

空喜「震えるがいい！歓喜の血飛沫(ちしぶき)をもっと上げてみせろ!!」

Urogi “Furueruga ii! Kankino chi-shibuki’o motto agete-misero!!”

Urogi “Go on, tremble! Make that joyful bloodspray… gush out even more!”

炭治郎「ぐはっ…」

Tanjiro “Guha…”

空喜「グアア！」

Urogi “Guaa!”

炭治郎「くっ…」

Tanjiro “Ku…”

空喜「クフッ」

Urogi “Kufu.”

炭治郎「…お前もな」

Tanjiro “…Omae-mo-na.”

Tanjiro “You, too!”

空喜「あ？ぐあああ！ああ…アアア…」

Urogi “A? Guaaa! Aa…aaa…”

炭治郎「ぐっ！」

Tanjiro “Gu!”

空喜「ぐあっ！」

Urogi “Gua!”

炭治郎「うおおお！」

Tanjiro “Uooo!”

空喜「むう！」

Urogi “Muu!”

炭治郎「うっ！」

Tanjiro “U!”

空喜「やってくれたな。ギャア！」

Urogi “Yatte kuretana. Gyaa!”

Urogi “Now you’ve gone and done it!”

炭治郎「ぐっ……ぐっ！ハア…」

Tanjiro “Gu……gu! Haa…”

空喜「ヒイイ！」

Urogi “Hiii!”

炭治郎（早く禰豆子と玄弥の所に戻りたいのに、どうすれば！禰豆子、耐えてくれ！）

Tanjiro (Hayaku Nezokuto Gen’yano tokoronin modori-rai-noni, do-sureba! Nezuko, taete-kure!)

Tanjiro (I want to get back to Nezuko and Genya right away! What am I going to do? Nezuko… Hang in there!)

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竈門禰豆子「ウウッ…ウウウ…ウウ～」

Kamado Nezuko “Uu…uuu…uuuu.”

不死川玄弥「ゲホッ」

Shinazugawa Gen’ya “Geho.”

禰豆子「ウウウ…」

Nezuko “Uuu…”

可楽「カハハッ、頑張れ娘、もう少しじゃ！」

Karaku “Kahaha, ganbare musume, mo sukoshija!”

Karaku “Keep trying, little girl! You’re almost there!”

禰豆子「ウウウ…」

Nezuko “Uuu…”

可楽「ワハハハ！ほら、どうした！」

Karaku “Wahahaha! Hora, doshita!”

Karaku “Come on, what’s the matter?”

積怒「さっさと手足を捥(も)いでしまえ。儂は更に苛々してきた」

Sekido “Sassato teashi’o moide-shimae. Washiwa sarani ira-ira shite-kita.”

Sekido “Would you hurry up and dismember her? I’m getting more and more annoyed!”

可楽「手を出すな。この娘は儂のものだ!! 積怒（おまえ）と哀絶は、よそへ行け!!」

Karaku “Te’o dasuna. Kono musumewa washino monoda!! Omaeto Aizetsuwa, yoso’e ike!!”

Karaku “Keep your hands to yourself! This girl’s mine! You and Aizetsu can get lost!”

哀絶「可楽よ。その娘、儂が止めを刺す」

Aizetsu “Karaku-yo. Sono musume, washiga todome’o sasu.”

Aizetsu “Karaku… I will…finish off that girl.”

哀絶（なっ…槍が抜けぬ）

Aizetsu (Na… Yariga nukenu.)

Aizetsu (My spear is stuck?)

玄弥「…ぐっ…テメェの相手は俺だろうが」

Gen’ya “…Gu…Temeeno aitewa ore daroga.”

Genya “I’m the one you’re gonna fight!”

哀絶「なっ…」

Aizetsu “Na…”

積怒「何を喰らっているのだ哀絶、腹立たしい。愚かな」

Sekido “Nani’o kuratte-iru-noda Aizetsu, Hara-data-shii. Orokana.”

Sekido “Why are you getting blasted like that, Aizetsu? So in furiating! You’re a fool!”

玄弥（クソッ、抜ける…）「グハッ！ガハッ…」

Gen’ya (Kuso, nukeru…) “Guha! Gaha…”

Genya (Dammit! It’s coming out!)

哀絶「即死できぬというのは哀しいのう」

Aizetsu “Sokushi dekinu-towa kanashii-no.”

Aizetsu “How sad it is not to be able to die instantly.”

玄弥「ガハッ…」

Gen’ya “Gaha…”

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玄弥「グハッ！ガハッ…」

Gen’ya “Guha! Gaha…”

哀絶「早く死ねるよう急所を狙ったが、槍を刺したままにしておいたので死ねなかったか。だが、もうこれで死ねる」

Aizetsu “Hayku shineru-yo kyusho’o nerattaga, yari’o sashita-mamani shite-oita-node shine-nakattaka. Daga, mo korede shineru.”

Aizetsu “I went for his vital spot so he could die right away, but I guess he couldn’t die with my spear still lodged in his body. But now, at last, he can die.”

玄弥「舎衛国祇（しゃえこくぎ）…樹給孤独園（じゅぎっこどくおん）…与大比丘衆（よだいびくしゅう）…」

Gen’ya “Shaekokugi…Jugikkodokuon…Yodaibikushu…”

Genya “Shaekoku Gijugikkodokuon… Yodaibikushu.”

哀絶「何だ？阿弥陀経(あみだきょう)か？何とまあ信心深いことじゃ」

Aizetsu “Nanda? Amidakyo-ka? Nanto-maa shinjin-bukai kotoja.”

Aizetsu “What’s this? The Amida Sutra? Well, isn’t he a devout one?”

積怒「まだ生きているだろうが！頭をカチ割れ、哀絶!!」

Sekido “Mada ikite-iru-daroga! Atama’o kachi-ware, Aizetsu!!”

Sekido “Can’t you see he’s still alive? Split his head into two, Aizetsu!”

哀絶「わかっているから、いちいち怒鳴るな。哀しくなる」

Aizetsu “Wakatte-iru-kara, ichi-ichi donaruna. Kanashiku-naru.”

Aizetsu “I was just about to do that, so stop yelling at me. You’re making me sad.”

哀絶「あっ…」

Aizetsu “A…”

玄弥「死ぬまで何度でも頚を斬ってやるぜ!! 虫ケラ共!!」

Gen’ya “Shinu-made nando-demo kubi’o kitte-yaruze!! Mushi-kera-domo!!”

Genya “I’ll slice your head off as many times as it takes until you’re dead! You scumbag!”

玄弥「グアッ！」

Gen’ya “Gua!”

玄弥（くそっ!! この雷(いかづち)は避(よ)けようがねぇ。あの錫杖(しゃくじょう)野郎！くうう…）

Gen’ya (Kuso!! Kono ikazuchiwa yoke-yoga nee. Ano shakujo-yaro! Kuuu…)

Genya (Crap! I can’t dodge this lightning! Damn that bastard with the staff!”

積怒「ぐっ！」（くっ…何だコイツは。何故死なない？哀絶が致命傷を与えているのに）

Sekido “Gu!” (Ku… Nanda koitsuwa. Naze shina-nai? Aizetsuga chimei-sho’o ataete-iru-noni.)

Sekido (What’s going on? Why won’t he die? After Aizetsu dealt him a fatal blow?”

哀絶「ふん！」

Aizetsu “Fun!”

玄弥「ぐっ…ガハッ！ぐっ！グハッ」

Gen’ya “Gu…Gaha! Gu! Guha.”

可楽「何だ何だ、アイツの方が楽しそうだな、アハハハッ」

Karaku “Nanda nanda, aitsuno-hoga tanoshiso-dana, ahahaha.”

Karaku “Hey, what’s this? That guy looks more fun!”

禰豆子「ウウ…」

Nezuko “Uu…”

可楽「お前はもういいぞ娘。はあ！」

Karaku “Omaewa mo iizo musume. Haa!”

Karaku “I’m done with you, little girl!”

禰豆子「グッ…ア…」

Nezuko “Gu…A…”

可楽「積怒！この娘は手足を捥(も)いだ後、お前の錫杖で刺し、雷を落とし続ければ動けまいな！」

Karaku “Sekido! Kono musumewa te-ashi’o moida-ato, omaeno shakujode sashi, ikazuchi’o otoshi-tsuzuke-reba ugoke-maina!”

Karaku “Sekido! After I’ve ripped this girl’s limbs off, you impale her with your staff, then if you keep blasting her with lightning, she’ll be immobilized, huh?”

積怒「儂は始めからそのつもりじゃ」

Sekido “Washiwa Hajime-kara sono tsumorija.”

Sekido “That was my plan from the start!”

可楽「フフッ！」

Karaku “Fufu!”

禰豆子「グッ…」

Nezuko “Gu…”

可楽「ハハハッ」

Karaku “Hahaha.”

禰豆子「ウウ…」

Nezuko “Uu…”

可楽「グッ…」（何だこの蹴りの威力は）

Karaku “Gu…” (Nanda kono kerino iryokuwa.)

Karaku (What kind of a ferocious kick was that?)

禰豆子「ウッ！ウウッ…ウウ…」

Nezuko “U! Uu…uu…”

可楽「ぐわっ！」

Karaku “Guwa!”

禰豆子「ウウッ！」

Nezuko “Uu!”

積怒「ウッ…」

Sekido “U…”

禰豆子「ウッ！」

Nezuko “U!”

可楽「ううっ…」

Karaku “Uu…”

禰豆子「ウウ…」

Nezuko “Uu…”

積怒「何をしているんだ、馬鹿者が!!」

Sekido “Nani’o shite-irunda, baka-monoga!!”

Sekido “What are you doing, you idiot?”

禰豆子「ウウ…　ウッ！」

Nezuko “Uu… U!”

可楽「うわっ！ぐあああ！」

Karaku “Uwa! Guaaa!”

禰豆子「ウウ…」

Nezuko “Uu…”

積怒「ふん！ぐっ！」

Sekido “Fun! Gu!”

禰豆子「ガッ…ア…ガッ…アア…」

Nezuko “Ga…A…Ga…Aa…”

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炭治郎「あっ！」

Tanjiro “A!”

空喜「グウウ…」

Urogi “Guuu…”

炭治郎「うっ！」（速い。速度が上がった。早く戻りたいのに…!! 二人のい���建物はすぐそこなのに…!! どうするんだ、考えろ!!…そうだ!! 今ここで倒せないなら…いやでも、もしかしたら余計に事態が悪化するかも。わからない、わからない！迷うな!! もうとにかく、やるしかない！）

Tanjiro “U!” (Hayai. Sokudoga agatta. Hayaku modori-tai-noni…!! Futarino iru tatemonowa sugu soko-nanoni…!! Do surunda, Kangaero!! …Soda!! Ima kokode taose-nai-nara…Iya demo, moshika-shitara yokeini jitaiga akka-suru-kamo. Wakara-nai, wakara-nai! Mayouna!! Mo tonikaku, yaru-shika nai!)

Tanjiro (That was quick! It’s faster now! I need to get back! The building they’re in is so close! What are you going to do? Think! I know! If I can’t bring the demon down here… Wait…but that might just make matters worse! I don’t know what to do! I don’t know what to do! Make up your mind! You have no choice now but to do it!)

空喜「イアアア～！ギアア！」

Urogi “Iaaaaaa! Giaa!”

炭治郎「うっ…」（禰豆子!! 玄弥！死ぬな!! すぐ行くから）

Tanjiro “U…” (Nezuko!! Gen’ya! Shinuna!! Sugu iku-kara.)

Tanjiro (Nezuko! Genya! Don’t die! I’ll be there soon!)

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哀絶「いい加減死んだか」

Aizetsu “Ii-kagen shindaka.”

Aizetsu “So, did you finally die?”

玄弥「うう…」

Gen’ya “Uu…”

哀絶「ん？」

Aizetsu “N?”

玄弥「皆是大阿羅漢（かいぜだいあらかん）、衆所知識（しゅしょちしき）、長老…」

Gen’ya “Kaizedaiarakan, shushochishiki, choro…”

Genya “Kaizedaiarakan shushochishiki choro…”

哀絶「…まだ生きてるのか？何だ？一体何なのだ、お前は…」

Aizetsu “…Mada ikiteru-noka? Nanda? Ittai nan-nanoda, omaewa…”

Aizetsu “You’re still alive, then? What is this? Who the hell are you anyway?”

玄弥「クフフフ…フハハハハ！知りたいか？俺の名前は不死川玄弥。しっかり覚えろよ！テメェを殺す、男の名前だァ！」

Gen’ya “Kufufufu…Fuhahahaha! Shiritaika? Oreno namaewa Shinazugawa Gen’ya. Shikkari oboeroyo! Temee’o korosu, otokono namae-daa!”

Genya “You really wanna know? My name is Genya Shinazugawa! Make sure you don’t forget it! That’s the name… of the man who’s going to kill you!”

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炭治郎（禰豆子たちのいる建物は、すぐそこだ。あそこまで行く。一息で!! 方向を見誤るな。相手の飛行能力と勢いを利用する!! 一刻も早く、禰豆子と玄弥を助けるために！）

Tanjiro (Nezuko-tachino iru tatemonowa, sugu sokoda. Asoko-made iku. Hito-ikide!! Hoko’o mi-ayamaru-na. Aiteno hiko-noryokuto ikioi’o riyo-suru!! Ikkokumo hayaku, Nezukoto Gen’ya’o tasukeru-tameni!)

Tanjiro (Nezuko and Genya are in that building right there! I’m going there! In one go! Don’t misjudge the direction! Use the demon’s ability to fly and momentum! To save Nezuko and Genya… as soon as possible!)

空喜「ん？カハハハッ、逃げるのか！さっきの勢いはどうした！」

Urogi “N? Kahahaha, nigeru-noka! Sakkino ikioiwa doshita!”

Urogi “Huh? So, you’re making a run for it? You’re all out of energy now?”

炭治郎「くっ…」

Tanjiro “Ku…”

空喜「あっ…ぐあああっ！」

Urogi “A…Guaaa!”

炭治郎「ぐあっ！」

Tanjiro “Gua!”

空喜「があああ…あああ！」

Urogi “Gaaaa…aaa!”

炭治郎（やっぱりだ、軽い!! そうでなければ、この大きさの翼でこれ程飛び回れない。いける!!）

Tanjiro (Yapparida, karui!! Sode nakereba, kono ookisano tsubasade kore-hodo tobi-maware-nai. Ikeru!!)

Tanjiro (I knew it! It’s light! Or else it wouldn’t be able to fly around… with wings this size! I can make it!)

空喜「ぐあああ…」

Urogi “Guaaa…”

炭治郎「うおおおお！！」

Tanjiro “Uoooo!!”

空喜「ぐあああ…」

Urogi “Guaaa…”

炭治郎「禰豆子！玄弥！」

Tanjiro “Nezuko! Gen’ya!”

Tanjiro “Nezuko! Genya!”

積怒「可楽に続いて空喜までも何をしているのか」

Sekido “Karakuni tsuzuite Urogi-mademo nani’o shite-iru-noka.”

Sekido “First Karaku, now even Urogi… What the hell are you doing?”

禰豆子「…ウ…ウウ…」

Nezuko “…U…Uu…”

炭治郎「禰豆子!! やめろー!!」

Tanjiro “Nezuko!! Yamerooo!!”

Tanjiro “Nezuko! Stop that!”

積怒「ぐっ…腹立たしい、腹立たしい…ふん！」

Sekido “Gu…Hara-datashii, hara-datashii… Fun!”

Sekido “Infuriating! Infuriating!”

炭治郎「ぐっ！」

Tanjiro “Gu!”

積怒（空喜の足!! 儂と同じ細胞の肉、雷を通さない。この小僧、勘がいい。あの時、この部屋に入って来て一瞬のうちに、空喜の足を刀で斬っておった。戦いの機転がきく）

Sekido (Urogino ashi!! Washito onaji saibono niku, ikazuchi’o toosa-nai. Kono kozo, kanga ii. Ano-toki, kono heyani haitte-kite isshunno uchini, Urogino ashi’o katanade kitte-otta. Tatakaino kitenge kiku.)

Sekido (Urogi’s foot! Flesh made of the same cells as my own! Impervious to lightning! This little brat… has good intuition! Just now… he came into this room, and in the blink of an eye… he sliced off Urogi’s foot! He can think on his feet in battle!)

炭治郎（片手じゃ頚は斬れない!! 舌だ!! 舌を狙え!!）

Tanjiro (Katateja kubiwa kire-nai!! Shitada!! Shita’o nerae!!)

Tanjiro (I can’t cut off its head with my sword! It’s tongue! Go for its tongue!)

積怒「ぐはっ！」

Sekido “Guha!”

炭治郎（舌をやられると、この鬼たちはほんの僅かに回復が遅れる。よしっ、抜ける!!）

Tanjiro (Shita’o yarareruto, kono oni-tachiwa honno wazukani kaifukuga okureru. Yoshi, nukeru!!)

Tanjiro (If their tongues are slashed… these demons… take just a little while longer to recover! All right! I can pull it out!)

禰豆子「ウッ…」

Nezuko “U…”

積怒「くっ…」（おのれ、許さん！）

Sekido “Ku…” (Onore, yurusan!)

Sekido (Curse you! I’ll make you pay for this!)

炭治郎（まずい!! もう回復したのか！）「ぐあっ！」（止まった…）

Tanjiro (Mazui!! Mo kaifuku-shita-noka!) “Gua!” (Tomatta…)

Tanjiro (This is bad! The demon’s already recovered?)(It stopped.)

禰豆子（グウウ…）

Nezuko (Guuu…)

炭治郎（禰豆子！）

Tanjiro (Nezuko!)

Tanjiro (Nezuko!)

禰豆子「ウウッ！」

Nezuko “Uu!”

積怒「ぐっ、ぐあああ…小賢しい術を…！」

Sekido “Gu, Guaaaa… Kozakashii jutsu’o…!”

Sekido “What an insolent spell!”

炭治郎（凄い!! 禰豆子の血は相当効いてる!!）

Tanjiro (Sugoi!! Nezukono chiwa soto kiiteru!!)

Tanjiro (Amazing! Look how effective Nezuko’s blood is!)

禰豆子「ウウ～！」

Nezuko “Uuuu!”

積怒「ぐわっ…」

Sekido “Guwa…”

炭治郎「禰豆子！」

Tanjiro “Nezuko!”

Tanjiro “Nezuko!”

禰豆子「ウウ…」

Nezuko “Uu…”

炭治郎「あっ…」

Tanjiro “A…”

可楽「楽しそうだのう！儂も仲間に入れ���くれ!!」

Karaku “Tanoshiso-dano! Washimo nakamani irete-kure!!”

Karaku “You look like you’re having fun! Let me join you guys!”

炭治郎「ぐっ…あああ…」

Tanjiro “Gu…Aaa…”

禰豆子「ウッ…」

Nezuko “U…”

炭治郎（何て重圧だ、体がひしゃげる!!）

Tanjiro (Nante juatsuda, karadaga hishageru!!)

Tanjiro (Unbelievable pressure! It’s crushing our bodies!)

可楽「フフッ。さあ、トドメじゃ」

Karaku “Fufu. Saa, todomeja.”

Karaku “And now… for the final blow!”

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刀鍛冶１「敵襲――!!! 鬼だー!!」

Katana-kaji-Ichi “Tekishuuuuuu!!! Onidaaa!!”

Swordsmith-1 “Enemy attack! Demons!”

金魚鬼たち「ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni-tachi “Gyooo!”

金魚鬼「ギョギョ…ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo-gyo…gyooo!”

刀鍛冶２「うわあ～！」

Katana-Kaji-Ni “Uwaaaa!”

金魚鬼「ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyooo!”

刀鍛冶３「ぐっ！」

Katana-kaji-San “Gu!”

刀鍛冶２「ひっ！ひいい…あああ…」

Katana-kaji-Ni “Hi! Hiii…Aaa…”

金魚鬼「ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyooo!”

刀鍛冶３「立て！」

Katana-kaji-San “Tate!”

Swordsmith-3 “Get up!”

金魚鬼「ギョッ！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyo!”

金魚鬼たち「ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni-tachi “Gyooo!”

刀鍛冶１「敵襲―っ！里を守れー！」

Katana-kaji-Ichi “Tekishuuu! Sato’o mamoreee!”

Swordsmith-1 “Enemy attack! Protect the village!”

金魚鬼「ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyooo!”

刀鍛冶４「うわあ！」

Katana-kaji-Yon “Uwaa!”

金魚鬼「ギョ～！」

Kingyo-Oni “Gyooo!”

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鎹鴉の麗（うらら）「急イデ、急イデ。里ハ危険、里ハ危険。一刻モ早ク助ケナイト」

Kasugai-Garasuno Urara “Isoide, isoide. Satowa kiken, satowa kiken. Ikkokumo hayaku tasuke-naito.”

Urara(Kasugai Crow) "Hurry! Hurry! The village is in danger! The village is in danger! We must rush to its aid as soon as possible!”

甘露寺��璃「急がなきゃ、急がなきゃ。里のみんなが危ないわ！でも、私の担当してる地区から刀匠さんたちの里、すごい近かったのね。びっくり!!」

Kanroji Mitsuri “Isoga-nakya, isoga-nakya. Satono minnaga abunaiwa! Demo, watashino tanto-shiteru chiku-kara tosho-san-tachino sato, sugoi chika-katta-none. Bikkuri!!”

Mitsuri Kanroji “I’ve got to hurry! I’ve got to hurry! The villagers are all in danger! But… to think I was stationed so close to the swordsmiths’ village… Who knew?”

鎹鴉の麗「急イデ。里ノ崩壊、近イ」

Kasugai-Garasuno Urara “Isoide. Satono hokai, chikai.”

Urara(Kasugai Crow) “Hurry! The village is close to destruction!”

蜜璃「よーし、頑張るぞォ!!」

Mitsuri “Yoooshi, ganbaru-zoo!!”

Mitsuri “All right! I’m going to give it my all!”

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中高一貫！！キメツ学園物語

Chu-ko-ikkan!! Kimetsu-Gakuen-Mono-gatari

Junior High and High School!! Kimetsu Academy Story

蜜璃「お久しぶり！中高一貫キメツ学園物語！甘露寺蜜璃、十九歳」

Mitsuri “Ohisashi-buri! Chu-ko-ikkan Kimetsu-Gakuen-Mono-gatari! Kanroji Mitsuri, Ju-kyu-sai.”

Mitsuri “Long time no see! Junior High and High School!! Kimetsu Academy Story! I’m Mitsuri Kanroji, aged 19!”

『キメツ学園卒業生。芸術大学在学中』

『Kimetsu-Gakuen sotsugyo-sei. Geijutsu-Daigaku zaigaku-chu.』

『Demon Slayer Academy grad, now a college art major』

蜜璃「私の絵で世界中の人を幸せにするのが夢！」

Mitsuri “Watashino ede sekai-juno hito’o shiawaseni suru-noga yume!”

Mitsuri “My dream is to bring joy to people all over the world with my painting!”

『みつりのお手製ぬいぐるみ・ビッグハンドキャット』

『Mitsurino otesei nuigurumi, Biggu-hando-kyatto』

『Mitsuri’s handmade stuffed animal, Big Hand Cat』

蜜璃「ねえねえ、聞いてくれる？私のことを幸せにしてくれる殿方は、いつ現れるのかしら？」

Mitsuri “Nee-nee, kiite-kureru? Watashino koto’o shiawaseni shite-kureru tonogatawa, itsu arawareruno-kashira?”

Mitusri “Hey, listen to me, will you? When will I meet the gentleman who’s going to make me happy?”

ビッグハンドキャット「あんたなんか誰も好きになったりしないじょ」

Biggu-hando-kyatto “Anta-nanka daremo sukini nattari shinaijo.”

Big Hand Cat “No one’s ever going to fall in love with someone like you.”

蜜璃「ええっ！」

Mitsuri “Ee!”

Mitsuri “Whaaaaat?”

ビッグハンドキャット「髪はピンクだし、大食い��し、馬鹿力だし」

Biggu-hando-kyatto “Kamiwa pinku-dashi, oogui-dashi, baka-jikara-dashi.”

Big Hand Cat “Your hair’s pink, you’re a voracious eater, and you’re crazy strong.”

蜜璃「ガーン！」

Mitsuri “Gaaan!”

Mitsuri “Bummer!”

ビッグハンドキャット「だから絵を描くんじょ。それがあんたの生きる道なんじょ！」

Biggu-hando-kyatto “Dakara e’o kakunjo. Sorega antano ikiru michi-nanjo!”

Big Hand Cat “That’s why you paint! That’s the life you’re meant to live!"

蜜璃「そうね…描くしかない。みんなを幸せにできるのは、私のこの絵だけ！うりゃあ～！」

Mitsuri “Sone… Kaku-shika nai. Minna’o shiawaseni dekiru-nowa, watashino kono e-dake! Uryaaaa!”

Mitsuri “You’re right! Painting is all I’ve got! The only thing that can bring joy to everyone is my art!”

『異性にモテモテだが、本人は気付いていない』

『Iseini mote-mote-daga, hon’ninwa kizuite-inai.』

『She’s wildly popular with the guys but she doesn’t realize it herself.』

蜜璃「次回、第五話『赫刀』。でもやっぱり、彼氏も欲しいなあ」

Mitsuri “Jikai, dai-go-wa, ‘Kakuto.’ Demo yappari, kareshimo hoshii-naa.”

Mitsuri “Next, Episode 5, ‘Bright Red Sword’! But I do wish I had a boyfriend after all!”

(Continue to Episode 5)

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Again writen with s/atos/ugu in mind, but unestablished, though definitely in love.

Summary: So my previous fic, if i remember correctly, had a line like:

["S/atoru, you've been too strong for too long. Let me take over, even if just for a little while."]

and then i realised i have something like that in my drafts, so why not i just develop the thought a little?

Notes: the timeline for this would be set before my previous fic [here] but reading it it isn't required to understand this one.

possibly written in the context of pre-RCT g/ojo? because i didn't want him to have the ability to replenish himself in any way. cue "Domain Amplification": Exhaustion.

there's also a point in the fic i used single inverted commas, like this: '[text]'. js to clarify, those are not actual dialogue but just g/eto's thoughts. uh.. it will make more sense when you reach that part..

And finally, to cope with the month of wait before Shibuya, I present to you..

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"Satoru, you've been specially requested."

"..Specially requested."

"..Specially resquested."

Geto watches as Gojo visibly deflates, before he shakes his head, expression changing as he stands up with that same bravo as ever.

"Right!! I'll prepare to leave immediately!"

The quiver in his legs don't go unnoticed by Geto.

This has been been happening for the past month. Don't they have other sorcerers that they can send?

The answer to that was obvious.

Of course there was. But who in the right mind would call on someone who was below 'the best option'?

Mission after mission, Geto finds himself missing the company of his friend. Normally, they would go on them together, but the recent spike in cases had left him with barely any space to breathe either, though he was relatively sure they were easier on him compared to Gojo.

He swears the other hadn't slept in weeks. Geto would return to their dorms, and the bed would still made the way he left it in the morning.

The few times he had tried to look under Gojo's sunglasses for eyebags, his hand had been swatted away, either physically or stopped with Infinity.

"Suguruu- I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"..Then look me in the eyes and say that again."

Gojo would laugh in response, waving his wrist dismissively in Geto's direction. "Of course I'm fine, we're the strongest, remember? It won't be fair I claimed to be tired now would it? Not that I am, of course."

Yes it would be, it would be fair. You need breaks too, Geto wanted to say, was going to say, if not for another interruption, this time from Gojo's phone.

It lit up in his lap, before the screen was raised to eye level. Geto watched as Gojo's eyebrows furrowed, shoulders slumping almost unnoticeably in disappointment.

He has seen this play out a thousand times before. As much as Geto wanted to reach out to drag Gojo back down next to him, his hand was frozen to his side.

"Another special request.. ahhh- I guess I better go get ready."

Geto watched silently as Gojo sauntered away, as if he was about to leave for a party, not a possibly life-threatening mission. Seriously.. he was forever taking things too lightly.

Geto wanted to do something, anything. Maybe file a request to give Satoru some space to breathe? Possibly even an argument that allowed him to join in the missions as backup?

Anything.

But there was always the possibility that Gojo would turn down rest, no matter how desperately he needed it. He was wearing himself dangerously thin, like a thread about to snap. All he needed was a little tug to break.

Break.

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Days later:

"Satoru- want to go get a drink? I just saw the workers leaving, I think they got the machines refilled."

When met with no reply, Geto turned back, only to see Gojo spacing out a distance away.

"Sa-to-ru. Satoru- are you there?"

He walks up to the other, waving an open palm in front of the bowed head.

Behind the sunglasses, Geto sees Gojo's eyelashes flutter open before a finger came up to push them back into position, covering his eyes from view.

"Ah- yeah I'm here. Sorry, what were you saying?"

There he went again, dozing off at every chance he got. Geto noticed that had started happening two days ago. In class, during training, while queuing for food, while standing. And now, even while walking.

"..hH'!! ..hAH'sHHiew!! hh'..heH'tchH!!"

And there was that too. Something was definitely wrong.

"Satoru- when's the last time you slept?"

"I was just sleeping, hahaha-! Didn't you see?"

"That's not-"

"Suguru, if you're going to chew me out for not resting again, I assure you, I'm perfhH'.. perfectly.. fhH'.. fine-"

Geto shot him a look that screamed "Really??", and Gojo would have seen it, if not for the fact he snapped to the side violently, bending over as his breath hitched desperately.

"..hh'-hIH-tcHH'iew!! ..hAH'zZchHiw!!"

"Sa-"

"Dhh'..Don't worry abou'uhH'- hhH'!! hiH'zZchh!! ..hAH'DzZsh'w!! ..a-about me."

With the way he was swaying at the moment, Geto was sure a light breeze could knock him over.

What more, with the way he was standing, slouched over, a passerby would never be able to tell that Gojo was the taller of the two.

Hence, while Geto wouldn't consider himself to be one who actively sought after physical contact with Gojo (that's a lie though), he couldn't help but inch closer to the other, putting a comforting arm around Gojo's waist.

Geto then stared at the top of Gojo's head. Did his hair always look this messy? Surely not. Satoru wasn't one who paid too much attention to appearances, but this was taking it to an extreme.

"You look like you're going to collapse. Seriously. Tell me what's wrong."

"..Maybe- maybe.." Gojo mumbled as a response to Geto's earlier statement. "..Maybe I'm not feeling as well I thought.. haha-"

Geto sighs. "Took you damn near long enough. Come on, let's head back to our dorm. The drinks can wait."

Gojo whined something incomprehensible before he reached out a shaky hand to grab the arm supporting him from behind. He tilted his head up at an angle to shoot Geto a playful yet tired smirk. "Wait.. ahhh- Suguru.. s-sorry- I think.. I think I'm gonna to pass out right now."

Of course. Of course he could still find the energy to fool around in such circumstances. It was one of Gojo's character traits that Geto never understood.

He had half a mind to ask the other to snap out of it. But upon further inspection, Geto watched as Gojo's pupil glazed over with a hazy, faraway look, before it shrunk, eyelids sliding shut as Gojo went slack in his arms.

Seriously. Jokes like these should really be saved for less dire situations.

"..Satoru.. come on, let's go back."

No response.

"..Oi- Satoru.. you can't be serious. Quit fucking with me.."

No response. It's fine. Gojo liked messing with him after all.

"..S-Satoru.. oi Satoru!"

"..Fuck."

"..Fuck Fuck FUCK-! You can't be serious-"

He wasn't joking.

Forgetting that he could always manipulate his curses to handle Gojo's weight, Geto slipped his free hand under Gojo's knees, hauling him into his arms, bridal style.

"..Asshole! You're such an asshole."

'Your asshole though, right?' Geto could hear Gojo's teasing voice in his head as he made his way quickly through the hallway, his pace bordering a sprint.

That's right. My asshole.

Geto placed Gojo gently on the freshly made bed. It was probably the first time in weeks he had laid there. A soft groan escaped Gojo's lips as his head made contact with the soft pillow.

Good. He wasn't dead yet.

However, a quick touch to his cheek made Geto question his previous thought. With a fever like that, how was he not dead?

Quickly grabbing a small towel, Geto soaked it with water from his bottle, wringing it onto the floor before he brought it to the other's forehead. The mess of water puddles could wait. He had more important things to tend to.

Geto carefully folded and set Gojo's sunglasses aside, gently brushing away the strands of hair covering his face. The wet cloth was then put on his forehead.

It's not much, but it should help.

Knowing Gojo, he probably didn't take any medicine since this started. Speaking of which, Geto made a mental note to ask when it did. Gojo had been busy with a mission for the past few days, so it probably meant he was working through whatever this was.

Probably a cold.

The sneezing earlier should have been an obvious indication, but the fever he was currently running sealed the deal.

Geto knew exhaustion would eventually catch up to him. To be completely honest, he had thought Gojo would give in earlier. He must have been holding out way pass his limits.

It was alright to be weak at times, even for the 'Strongest', a concept that Gojo never seemed to understand. Either that or he did, but chose to ignore it in place of his ego and the fact that he didn't want anyone else to get hurt in his place if the curses turned out to the stronger than reported.

Geto suspected the reason leaned more towards the latter. Gojo had always cared about others in his own way, whether he considered them weak or not. Although.. with the way he openly made fun of people around him, it would cause others to beg otherwise.

Geto knew him better than that.

A soft whine drew him back into the present. Geto turned to focus his attention on Gojo. Even in the dimly lit room, his brilliant blue eyes were hard to miss, hard to look away from, no matter how dulled they were from the haze of the fever.

"Suguru.. Suguru-"

"Shh. Rest. I'm here."

"..You carried me here?"

"Mm."

Gojo let out a laugh that looked like it took all his effort. "You're stronger than you look then."

"You're just lighter than you look."

The small exchange put Geto slightly more at ease. If Satoru could still make any conversation into a joke, he was fine. Well, it at least meant his brain wasn't fried yet.

A sharp, feathery inhale dragged Geto's attention back to the bed.

"..hih'tchh!! hh'..hah'tchiw!!"

"Bless you." God. Even his sneezes sounded tired, a complete difference from his normal, over exaggerated ones.

"snff'- ..thanks."

Gojo looked seconds away from passing out again, his fist closing around the soft blanket. Sighing, Geto stood up.

"Alright, that's enough of being awake for you. Go back to sleep, okay? Let yourself rest for once."

"Hah.. so reluctant to talk to me?"

Quite the opposite, actually, Geto wanted to say. Instead, he reached over to straighten the cloth. It had fallen over to cover one of Gojo's eyes, making him look a lot more endearing than Geto would ever care to admit.

"Of course not. I just have something I have to get done, so I'll be leaving for a bit."

Geto turned away right as Gojo's frame sunk into the mattress in disappointment. If he had seen it, there was no way Geto would have left his side for another good year.

"Mm, okay."

Geto was careful not to open the door too wide. It was early in the evening, and he wanted to let in as little light as possible. Satoru had always been sensitive after all.

Behind the closed door, Gojo turned to the side, snatching Geto's pillow into his chest, pulling it into a tight embrace. He was sure the other wouldn't mind.

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Getting pissed won't help anybody, Geto knew that, he really did. But with Gojo practically forced into bed-rest for at least half a week, he needed to raise some of his concerns to his teachers, at least.

He pulls the classroom door open.

"Sensei-"

"Ah, Suguru. Right on time. I've got a new mission file for you."

"Right. That's exactly what I've come to talk to you ab-"

"Satoru has been specially requested."

"..See that's-"

"But I've written in to specially request you to follow him."

"-exactly what I've been.. huh? What?"

The teacher gave him a knowing smile before sliding a file over the table. Of course. Always doing things in a roundabout way. He's seen that before.

"..Thank you."

He takes the file, quickly leaving the classroom afterwards, his legs taking him subconsciously back to where the dorms where as his hands occupied themselves with flipping through the documents.

Halfway through the mission file, Geto feels something slip out from between the pages. He leans forward to pick it up, a knowing smile flashing across his face.

A small packet of fever medicine.

Seems his teacher had the same idea, that Gojo would never go out of his way to get supplies, if at all, when he fell sick. Well, that saved him half the trouble.

And here came the other half.

When Geto returned to their dorm, he noticed the aura of Gojo's technique surrounding himself. It shocked him at first, but Geto figures that in his vulnerable state, Gojo's mind subconsciously casts infinity to keep him safe.

Though.. it could also have been a side effect from all the dangerous missions that they had put him through for the past month, such that his body was on heightened alert even during rest.

Well that's a first.

He hadn't really been around Gojo while he was sick before, especially not to the extent of passing out like that.

Surely this continuous usage of Infinity counted as over-exertion, evident from Gojo's slightly furrowed eyebrows despite him being asleep. His breathing was also choppier than usual, either due to the congestion or disturbed rest.

Surprisingly, Geto noticed that Infinity seemed to thin out as he approached the bed.

He remembers Gojo telling him, "Suguru- you know, I can totally tell apart your cursed energy from others!"

Was Satoru's body really recognising him and relaxing because of it? Guess that whole 'telling apart' thing wasn't a lie after all.

Geto reaches out a palm and presses it against Gojo's forehead. His hand easily passes through the barrier, making contact with the other. The damp cloth lay uselessly by the side of the pillow, having fulfilled its purpose.

Still warm, but cooler than before.

Gojo whines against the touch as he slowly stirs. "Suguruu- you're backk.."

"Mm." Geto hummed in reply, sitting himself by the edge of the bed. "Did you sleep well?"

"Ah.. not really."

The raw honesty catches Geto off-guard, especially compared to the previous few days, where Gojo would wave him off for being too worried, right up till the point he collapsed.

He supposes that upon admitting "I'm not feeling well", Gojo's walls simply crumbled, leaving him in Geto's care.

The mattress shifted as Gojo turned to the side, a wrist coming up to rub at his nose.

"S-Sorry.. I- hh' have t'hH-!! hih'tchh!! haH'zzchh!!"

He sniffles against his wrist, watching with teary eyes as Geto pulls out a small pack of travel tissues from the drawer before handing it to him.

"Th'hH-!! ..thank y-you.. hH'hihchH'iw!! hah'zzdchH!!"

He pulls out a piece, pressing it softly against his nose. Outside, the sun had barely start setting.

"..snff'.. Suguru- why are you here anyway? Don't you have better things to do?"

Better things to do than look after you? Unlikely. And your Infinity will just go up again once I leave. But of course Geto doesn't say that.

Instead, he raises the file in his hand. "Background information on a mission. I'll have to read it eventually anyway, I can do it here, I've got time."

"..A mission?"

"Yes. For the two of us, actually."

"Really?? I get to go with you this time?" Happiness seeped into his words, bringing an unconscious smile to Geto's face.

"Mm, but I doubt they'd let you go in this state."

Without even looking over, Geto swore he could hear the pout in Gojo's voice.

"Aw.. b-but I wna go with you."

"..Then get better. Quickly." Because I don't want to leave without you either. I'm never leaving you alone again if I can help it.

"Sigh- alright, alright.. I'll get some rest."

"Before that.." Geto suddenly remembered, rising to his feet to retrieve a mug. He should probably get Satoru to take the medicine as soon as possib-

Geto hears a crash behind him.

"SAtoru!"

On the floor, Gojo laughs softly at himself, hanging half off the bed.

"S-Sorry-"

"What were you doing?"

Gojo looked almost embarrassed. "Ah.. nothing, honestly.. I just.. I guess I just.. panicked when I saw you get up.. that's all. I thought you were going to leave again.."

Again? ..Oh, right. He had left for the classrooms earlier. Why didn't Satoru just say something before he did? Forget that. Why didn't he notice?

Geto quickly grabbed a mug, filling it with water before he returned to the bedside.

"I'm sorry."

"Hm? Ahh- it's okay, it's okay.. I was just saying silly things."

"No. Don't say that. It's okay to want company, to need company. That's why I'm here, right?"

"Mm, yeah."

"..Why do you sound so reluctant to admit it?"

Gojo shifted again, this time tilting his head away from Geto.

"..Suguru. Am I'm strong?"

"Mm, why the sudden question?"

"..Am I still considered strong if.. if something as simple as a cold can.. can.. hH'..hih'DzchH!! haH'tchHew!! ..snff'.. fuck. I can't even control those."

"I'd honestly be more surprised if you could." Geto replied, bringing the mug up to Gojo's lips. His voice sounded harsh, and the constant sneezes were not helping. "C'mon, look over here, you should drink something."

Gojo sighed, shifting the tissue away to drink from his mouth.

"Take these too."

"..Medicine? Where did you get those from?"

"Sensei."

"Ahh- damn. He really knows everything doesn't he?"

"Anyone on the outside could tell that you were wearing yourself thin, not just him. Shoko had her fair share of worries for you as well."

Gojo remained silent upon hearing that, seemingly very interested in the cup he was drinking from.

Geto felt his heart skip a beat. Had he said something wrong? Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned that fact it was obvious.

The silence lasted for a few moments, before Gojo inhaled sharply, turning to the side.

"..hH'-aH'zZchH!! hah-hH'tcHHiw!! hiH'dzZch'w!! hH'!!-..snff- hehh'tchhiw!"

Geto startled at the fit, though he quickly collected himself, eyes focusing on what appeared to be an extremely sorry Gojo.

In his hand was the empty mug, its contents having been spilled all over the blanket from the violent jerks, a side effect of the sneezing.

"..I'm s-orry.."

Geto paused in his actions of retrieving a cloth for the mess. Something was wrong. Satoru had a voice break? No matter how cute it was (god forbid he admit that), he had never heard the other say anything with such a broken tone before.

Forgetting the cloth, Geto quickly returned to Gojo's side, wrapping his arms around the shivering frame of Gojo's body, head resting above his.

Gojo froze in place, shocked at the sudden but welcomed contact. The mug in his hand slowly slipped off his fingers, falling onto the covers. A small whine escaped his lips yet again as Gojo's fingers repurposed themselves with grabbing gently at Geto's arm.

He found himself leaning into the warm embarce, turning his head slightly such that his cheek could rest against Geto's chest.

Gojo had longed for this for days. Days. Days. He could feel tears starting to form at the corner of his eyes. From the cold or from his overflowing emotions? He had no idea.

"Suguru. Come lie down with me, please?"

He didn't need to be asked twice.

Within seconds, Geto had climbed onto the bed, getting comfortable under the covers as he extended a hand to Gojo.

"Come. Leave that side. It's wet." An excuse to get Gojo into his arms.

Gojo crawled over to where Geto was waiting, instantly latching onto the other the moment he got close enough to do so.

As Geto's arms close around him once again, Gojo realised that he had never felt so.. so safe, so.. comforted, before. It was a new feeling, one he was afraid of yet welcomed.

He had only known Suguru for a year, but damn was the guy making him question his own feelings left right and center.

A hand found itself on the back of Gojo's head as he snuggled closer into Geto's chest, burying his nose into the folds of Geto's shirt.

Drowsiness slowly started to take over as Gojo felt like this was the first time in forever he was truly allowed to relax. Was it from the medicine? Or was it from Geto's steady heartbeat that was lulling him to sleep? In all honesty, it didn't matter.

Geto felt Gojo relax in his embrace. Once the stuffy soft snores started to slip into a rhythm, he tilted his head downwards, whispering in a low, soothing voice.

"Satoru, you've been too strong for too long. Let me take over, even if just for a little while."

That was the last thing said for the night, as Geto himself started to drift off into sleep, the sun setting behind him

Unknown to the other, Gojo's lips curled into a smile.

Really.. the things Suguru says when he thinks no one is listening. It was going to be the death of him one day.

-end-

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Finishing notes:

this fic actually stemmed from the phrase "what if Gojo's Infinity came up by itself when he's sick?" then it.. became.. this.. somehow..

decided to change their roles here ahhh- caretaker Getoo-

maybe i wrote Gojo a little out of character with the amount of clinging he did to Geto (also the whole DON'T LEAVE ME panic of a sick person in bed), but hey. i'm a strong advocate for clingy sick Gojo, sue me.

i also wanted to keep up the soft Gojo writing, soo i tried the whole "strong character falls weak to a cold" trope thing

BUT i also know for a FACT that i was NOT going to be satisfied if i just let Gojo go out like that, so i tried making his collapse scene exclusively *him*

by that i mean i tried making it slightly humorous. ahh well if it ended up not coming out like that.. it's still fine

also wanted to write a whole "Gojo pretending he's alright when he's not" fic, and was trying to capture the whole "once he admits he's not okay, everything comes crumbling down and he's a mess" thing

i feel like a lot more could have been written in this fic.. but the problem was i didn't know how to.. shshhdhshds im getting better i swear (abit more of this in the tags)

i hope the final scene read as soft as i was hoping it would. just picture Gojo sinking into Geto's hug, smooshing his face against Geto's chest, whining a whole bunch, breathing in his scent

..or maybe scratch the scent part, since Gojo's nose is a little congested//

anyway, hope it was a nice read and thankyou for stopping by!!

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[the-himawari]

A3! Rurikawa Yuki - Translation [SSR] A Page from Someone’s Life (1/3)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Izumi: What should we do for dinner tonight?

Kumon: I’ll help if you’re going out shopping!

Kazunari: Samesies!

Misumi: We gotta buy lots of onigiri ingredients too~!

Muku: That sounds great!

Yuki: …

Tenma: Yuki. What’re you doing smirking by yourself while staring at your phone over there?

Yuki: I’m not smirking or anything.

Kazunari: Ooh, is that kid Yukki’s little nephew!? He’s so totally cute!

Yuki: Well, yeah. …But I don’t approve of you taking a peek at my phone screen without permission.

Kazunari: My bad, my bad! I just happened to see it~.

Muku: Your nephew, huh? If my older sister also got married, then…

Kazunari: Marriage!? I can’t. It’s still too early for Futaba!

Kumon: Yeah, I’ll never accept nii-chan getting married in the future!

Misumi: I can’t imagine Madoka getting married either~!

Tenma: …It seems rough having siblings, huh?

Izumi: It sure does.

Muku: You’ve been going home a lot these days to see your nephew, right, Yuki-kun?

Yuki: Yeah. I actually plan on going home to see him again this week.

Misumi: You look really happy, Yuki~!

Tenma: You make a great uncle.

Yuki: Don’t call me that.

Izumi: Ahaha…

-pause-

Yuki’s nephew: Kyaa, kyaa.

Yuki: Oh, he’s wearing the hat I made for him.

Yume: He gets fidgety when I try to take it off since we’re indoors. So I usually just leave it on.

Yuki: Heh. Well, I’m glad if he likes it. Hey, what do you want me to make next? I’ll take your request if you have one. Just kidding. I guess you still don’t understand—.

Yuki’s nephew: Ahh! Dah!

Yuki: Hm? What’s up with that picture book?

Yume: Ah, apparently he’s taken a liking to that book recently.

Yuki: A picture book? He can’t read yet though, right?

Yume: You see, this is a wordless picture book. He likes the pictures that are drawn inside. So when you show him the pictures like this—.

Yuki’s nephew: Ah, ah! Ugu!

Yume: Yep. This is a puppy dog, and this here is a kitty cat~.

Yuki: I see… a wordless picture book, huh?

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[glasseswearingrabbitdetective]

Kanon 2002- mostly Nayuki... lemme remind you; I LOVE HER!! A LOT!! so ye gklaslk expect lots of Nayuki <3

anyone else srsly ship them?? even in the 20-year old anime version? they’re gklaskl totally in love or smt?? x’D

Ik its from 2002 but it rly is sexist -w-;; there was a lot of lines like,,, “girls have to be quiet, respectable, girly and smile” ,,, then theres this lgkask Yuuichi made Makoto buy an ‘erohon’, she didn’t know what that is... x’D from what i can tell,, girls are just as horny as anyone else LMAO

The subtitles kept leaving out her “~ugu” glsak before Ayu was famous for it i guess x’D lowkey how did they even put subtitles on those days?? internet/tech from early 2000s has me ...lost

i love her face here sm tbh klgaskl 

Nayuki <3 Sayuri <3 everyone else i like too ofc but ESPECIALLY i love these two ^^^^^^ <3 

Uwaa... theres not a cap on how many photos you can upload...? 

[healthyfood54]

Nigerian Foods, Tips and Cooking

Do you cherish venturing out to wonderful spots all throughout the planet? Is it accurate to say that you are a food blogger keen on African cooking styles? Do you intend to visit Nigeria soon?. This article investigates some mouth-watering Nigerian foods you should take a stab at your following visit.

Nigeria is viewed as the biggest dark country on the planet having more than 150 million residents and more than ethnic gatherings with 3 significant ones. Every ethnic gathering has best nigerian food related with them. The following are a portion of these foods and how to set them up.

1. Fade rice with stew: Fade is an unassuming community in the South-Western piece of the country. Its occupants are known to be rice ranchers subsequently the rice developed is named after the town. This rice is caramel in shading and sold the nation over.

Course to concoct incorporates heat the 5 cups of water in a pot till it bubbles, flush rice completely with cold running water and fill the pot of bubbling water. Add salt and oil. From that point, cook for 35 minutes or until its prepared (delicate to eat).

2. Beat sweet potato and melon soup (egos): Course to cook: Peel, wash and bubble sweet potato till its very much cooked. Pound in a mortar with a pestle, shape into balls and put away. Add little water to ground egos in a pot to shape a thick glue with mixed pepper, onion and tomatoes. Mix the combination and permit to cook prior to adding palm oil. Pour in some water to ease up the soup if too thick, stock 3D shapes, salt to taste and your singed ice fish. At last, add cleaved uGu leaf and permit to cook for 5 minutes. Serve beat sweet potato and egos soup.

3. Fang soup is eaten 

Bearing to cook: wash and cut Fang leaves, pound or mix it and put away then cut the water leaves and furthermore put away. Add the Palm oil, pepper, ground crawfish and stock block to the pot. Blend well and afterward add periwinkles (on the off chance that you are utilizing any). Add salt to taste. Cover the pot and leave to bubble for around 12 minutes.

[aconstantallegory]

practice writing ugu

i fell back in love with him on the bus, a moment silent sitting with him, he lay beside me, listening to the same thing. i remembered something, and it clicked.

everything about him was pale white - not just his general complexion, but his curled hair, eyebrows, and the full of the markings upon his face - as if paint thinner over a painting, leaving an empty canvas where color had once reigned. there was no flair of flare, there was only white ash, the collard green of his eyes just remaining underneath grey lids. i think. the rise and fall of his chest showed that he hadn't expired, but was sleeping soundly... no doubt having a great dream, as he was the king of such a concept.

Visit me there, lay in the murmurs of his thoughts, and the rumble of the window didn't stop me from slowly joining him as i too closed my eyes. i met him under the rain-battered gazebo.

is this wonderland?

I think so. I'm just glad you're here.

I'm glad you heard me, too.

we stayed there and exchanged a manner of things, snacks, and wisdom talk, the scenery changing as if we were still riding something. as it stopped and stayed, our eyes shot open. we were home now, thirty minutes later.

the color flooded back into his face and hair, and he was his bright and vibrant self again in just minutes; it was a strange skill i wasn't accustomed to, feeling immediately well rested. he held my hand as we left, each of us taking a bit of hand sanitizer, thanking the bus driver.

our feet hit the stony ground running back, with the fervor of the excited children that we were, to our comfy, cosy house.