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he was one of the guys trying to kill you in shibuya
like this
[ And Yuji attaches a hand drawn picture of Choso. ]
like this
[ And Yuji attaches a hand drawn picture of Choso. ]
[ he doesn't want to hear that from you, choso, when you're the actual creepies.
what a funny turn of events though. is the death painting womb entirely sure it doesn't want to duke it out with him? of all the places he could have chosen, he picks gojo's favorite training spot. still, he's nice enough not to bring it up when he does warp there.
he's ready for you to teach him how to catch bugs, oniichan~ ]
Have you done this before?
what a funny turn of events though. is the death painting womb entirely sure it doesn't want to duke it out with him? of all the places he could have chosen, he picks gojo's favorite training spot. still, he's nice enough not to bring it up when he does warp there.
he's ready for you to teach him how to catch bugs, oniichan~ ]
Have you done this before?
Never.
[ without further ado, choso holds out a glass jar (still adorned with a ‘flour’ sticker) with a wad of damp paper at the bottom, its lid all neatly perforated by means surely non-blood related. a shape of a similar size bulges in one of his pockets, though he’s just holding the third jar normally. ]
The article says to use butterfly nets, but we don’t have any. I figure we don’t need them.
[ a couple of monsters in a field sounds like the opening to a very strange joke indeed. ]
[ without further ado, choso holds out a glass jar (still adorned with a ‘flour’ sticker) with a wad of damp paper at the bottom, its lid all neatly perforated by means surely non-blood related. a shape of a similar size bulges in one of his pockets, though he’s just holding the third jar normally. ]
The article says to use butterfly nets, but we don’t have any. I figure we don’t need them.
[ a couple of monsters in a field sounds like the opening to a very strange joke indeed. ]
[ pls don't rope him in with you, choso. he's a god; not a monster. B)
it sounds like a good enough challenge to him though. what could possibly go wrong trying to capture lightning bugs in jars without a. a net and b. killing them? ]
Should we make a bet? [ y'know, to spice things up more~ ]
it sounds like a good enough challenge to him though. what could possibly go wrong trying to capture lightning bugs in jars without a. a net and b. killing them? ]
Should we make a bet? [ y'know, to spice things up more~ ]
well, for girls ... i like them to have fuller breasts, a pretty face, and someone who doesn't want me dead.
[ he speaks from experience since almost every girl who tried to come on to him also tried to kill him smh. ]
as for guys, i don't know .....
it's a new turf.
[ he speaks from experience since almost every girl who tried to come on to him also tried to kill him smh. ]
as for guys, i don't know .....
it's a new turf.
okay, but what if i actually like him?! in that way?
i don't think you understand how much i don't ...
trust men.
[ okay, he's kinda hating where this is going but he can't stop either. gojo you're doing things to him! ]
just because i'm confused about it doesn't mean i'm some asshole whos trying to use him!
i was fucking honest with him. i told him exactly how it is!
that i'm curious to figure out what is it about him that makes me ... feel this way!
maybe it will work out, maybe not.
i rather try instead of driving myself crazy over the 'what if'.
i don't think you understand how much i don't ...
trust men.
[ okay, he's kinda hating where this is going but he can't stop either. gojo you're doing things to him! ]
just because i'm confused about it doesn't mean i'm some asshole whos trying to use him!
i was fucking honest with him. i told him exactly how it is!
that i'm curious to figure out what is it about him that makes me ... feel this way!
maybe it will work out, maybe not.
i rather try instead of driving myself crazy over the 'what if'.
he said ... he's willing to let me explore but he still wants to do it right.
dating, taking it slow, see how it feels, if we're both into it or not ... i think maybe he's equally confused.
we just trust each other enough to try and see.
[ he feels so exposed to this stranger now. ]
all i'm trying to say is-
i'm not using him. don't make me feel bad for trying.
dating, taking it slow, see how it feels, if we're both into it or not ... i think maybe he's equally confused.
we just trust each other enough to try and see.
[ he feels so exposed to this stranger now. ]
all i'm trying to say is-
i'm not using him. don't make me feel bad for trying.
i mean, that's how normal people do it. but if i'm honest, i walked into this city looking for mindless sex and nothing more. ended up liking a guy with high standards and not really into rushing things.
you can't really control who you're attracted to, right?
you can't really control who you're attracted to, right?
( ...
...
...
...
The dots go on for several moments as he types various scathing replies and then deletes them. He's growing as a person. ( No he isn't, he just can't accurately portray the seething rage he's feeling via text. ) And then, eventually. )
Would it kill you to be serious for five minutes?
...
...
...
The dots go on for several moments as he types various scathing replies and then deletes them. He's growing as a person. ( No he isn't, he just can't accurately portray the seething rage he's feeling via text. ) And then, eventually. )
Would it kill you to be serious for five minutes?
The vessel, and something to do with the implants we think.
( A much nicer way of referring to Itadori, patting himself on the back here. )
Obviously I didn't see it happen. I only witnessed the aftermath.
( And Kenjaku. Which Geto is not thinking about. It's blissful ringing silence in his skull if he focuses on anything else. )
How long?
( A much nicer way of referring to Itadori, patting himself on the back here. )
Obviously I didn't see it happen. I only witnessed the aftermath.
( And Kenjaku. Which Geto is not thinking about. It's blissful ringing silence in his skull if he focuses on anything else. )
How long?
Well.
I did pinky-swear she could have my body after I died, so it depends on if you consider that binding or not.
( Wildly not the point but Shoko doesn't deserve Geto's ire and so he cannot drum it up. There's a headache blooming either way, behind one of his eyes. He misses her more than he'd like to admit. )
I did pinky-swear she could have my body after I died, so it depends on if you consider that binding or not.
( Wildly not the point but Shoko doesn't deserve Geto's ire and so he cannot drum it up. There's a headache blooming either way, behind one of his eyes. He misses her more than he'd like to admit. )
( It slides neatly between his ribs, and he's glad for the distance of the implant, hiding away the way his breath goes punched, his fingers tightening at his side. )
The boy you knew was weak.
And there's nothing about me now to be fixed. Spare me your sanctimony.
The boy you knew was weak.
And there's nothing about me now to be fixed. Spare me your sanctimony.
that isnt taking the easy way out
sometime its much harder to accept the reality that what had happened wasnt your fault & you had no control over it. its always easier to blame yourself than to free yourself of that blame.
your body might have given us an opportunity to temporarily contain sukuna & exorcise him at a later point but you were never expected to control him. you wouldnt have been able to.
[ containing him and controlling him are two entirely separate things. ]
sometime its much harder to accept the reality that what had happened wasnt your fault & you had no control over it. its always easier to blame yourself than to free yourself of that blame.
your body might have given us an opportunity to temporarily contain sukuna & exorcise him at a later point but you were never expected to control him. you wouldnt have been able to.
[ containing him and controlling him are two entirely separate things. ]
then what was the point of any of it?
if i wasn't meant to control him, to stop him from hurting more people, then why was i even trying to in the first place, gojo-sensei??
why does it feel so pointless? because all that happens is more and more people get hurt because of me
if i wasn't meant to control him, to stop him from hurting more people, then why was i even trying to in the first place, gojo-sensei??
why does it feel so pointless? because all that happens is more and more people get hurt because of me
you were meant to contain him but it was never a responsibility for you to shoulder alone. i was supposed to be right there with you.
after all i was the one whod insisted on postponing the exorcism. [ technically, it was an execution but exorcism sounds nicer. ] i was the one whod promised to watch over you & prepare you for what was to come. so if youre lookin for someone to blame for all of this then blame me. i wasnt able to fulfill my duty as your sensei.
[ instead he got his ass trapped forthree years a month, give or take. ]
after all i was the one whod insisted on postponing the exorcism. [ technically, it was an execution but exorcism sounds nicer. ] i was the one whod promised to watch over you & prepare you for what was to come. so if youre lookin for someone to blame for all of this then blame me. i wasnt able to fulfill my duty as your sensei.
[ instead he got his ass trapped for
i could never blame you sensei
its not your fault. i ate the finger. i ate so many, and then my brothers, and now i don’t even know what i am anymore
shoko-san said i’m more like a cursed object now but i don’t know
i don’t know what to do. i couldn’t save anyone
its not your fault. i ate the finger. i ate so many, and then my brothers, and now i don’t even know what i am anymore
shoko-san said i’m more like a cursed object now but i don’t know
i don’t know what to do. i couldn’t save anyone
youre itadori yuji
it doesnt matter how many fingers youve eaten or who your family are
at the end of the day youre you
[...]
& i dont think thats true yuji
you might not be able to save those who are battling with you
but there are millions of lives out there that youre defending
as jujutsu sorcerers death is an inevitability for us
you wont be able to save your comrades
but you were never meant to fight for them
you were meant to protect those who cant protect themselves
it doesnt matter how many fingers youve eaten or who your family are
at the end of the day youre you
[...]
& i dont think thats true yuji
you might not be able to save those who are battling with you
but there are millions of lives out there that youre defending
as jujutsu sorcerers death is an inevitability for us
you wont be able to save your comrades
but you were never meant to fight for them
you were meant to protect those who cant protect themselves
[ The words are a lot, and any other day Yuji might be able to shoulder them and take them on - he might be able to believe in Gojo. He's reeling, though, his own hands stained with blood, and thinking about the number of people he's failed to save...
Has he been cursed this whole time?
It takes him too long to reply. ]
ok sensei
Has he been cursed this whole time?
It takes him too long to reply. ]
ok sensei
you arent by yourself
but thats why its a team effort
you cant defeat sukuna with strength alone
being able to adapt strategize & react quickly is just as vital
you arent just going up against his strength & power
youre going up against his experience & wit too
but thats why its a team effort
you cant defeat sukuna with strength alone
being able to adapt strategize & react quickly is just as vital
you arent just going up against his strength & power
youre going up against his experience & wit too
its a worthwhile thought
so lets start lessons back up
[ given LILITH's power restrictions on certain abilities, he is skeptical about how much room for growth anyone really has here.
so, it couldn't hurt to test his theories out through his students. ]
its gonna be on my schedule though
be prepared
so lets start lessons back up
[ given LILITH's power restrictions on certain abilities, he is skeptical about how much room for growth anyone really has here.
so, it couldn't hurt to test his theories out through his students. ]
its gonna be on my schedule though
be prepared
yeah you're right.
it's still annoying me.
[ the zen'in family lessons did not involve "how to be kind to people going through mental health issues" because if you were miserable you sucked it up and turned it outward into violence. ]
by the way
has geto done anything yet that's worth killing him over?
[ just lie and say yes. ]
it's still annoying me.
[ the zen'in family lessons did not involve "how to be kind to people going through mental health issues" because if you were miserable you sucked it up and turned it outward into violence. ]
by the way
has geto done anything yet that's worth killing him over?
[ just lie and say yes. ]
I don't mind talking about it. [ a nonchalant shrug. ]
Given what information we had at the time, the right call was made. The outcome was less than ideal, but they were already aware of the potential risks that came with either choice. They weren't being deferential when they'd handed that responsibility onto us.
[ he couldn't possibly sound more indifferent. ]
Given what information we had at the time, the right call was made. The outcome was less than ideal, but they were already aware of the potential risks that came with either choice. They weren't being deferential when they'd handed that responsibility onto us.
[ he couldn't possibly sound more indifferent. ]
[ she's never seen him this serious. even back when he was trying to snap her out of her corrosion, he did it all with a certain smugness that'll forever peeve her. but, indifferent as he is, she's kind of relieved that he's got something to say on the topic at least. ]
Mhm. [ she hums. she really doesn't want to talk about it anymore lmao ] You can say that again.
[ a small cart then comes into view, serving oden and ramen. perfect. ]
Mhm. [ she hums. she really doesn't want to talk about it anymore lmao ] You can say that again.
[ a small cart then comes into view, serving oden and ramen. perfect. ]
[ he has too much leg, so he is 100% manspreading. no way around it. it's between that or stretching out his legs and potentially tripping over passersby.
quiet for a long moment, he does speak up eventually, his voice nonchalant. ]
Megumi and Nobara are gone. That's all.
quiet for a long moment, he does speak up eventually, his voice nonchalant. ]
Megumi and Nobara are gone. That's all.
[ ...oh.
well, that's to be expected. those two are practically joined by yuji's hip from what she'd observed. ]
Doesn't sound like that's all. [ she continues to stare at him. ] You think it's for the best that they went home after... all that?
[ seoul, she means. ]
well, that's to be expected. those two are practically joined by yuji's hip from what she'd observed. ]
Doesn't sound like that's all. [ she continues to stare at him. ] You think it's for the best that they went home after... all that?
[ seoul, she means. ]
[ yeah, that'd suck. she'd be devastated if any of her friends that she made here just went up and disappeared too. it's no different from dying. ]
Nothing we can do about that, really. The way I see it, we're just independent contractors to them. We can be let go at any moment without notice. Not that I'm not used to that kind of work environment myself, but it still sucks either way.
Nothing we can do about that, really. The way I see it, we're just independent contractors to them. We can be let go at any moment without notice. Not that I'm not used to that kind of work environment myself, but it still sucks either way.
[ he shovels a slice of chashu into his mouth as he listens to her.
it will be a moment before he responds, continuing to eat silently. ]
I mean, I never thought any differently. It ain't like I just realized this. But all of my first years were here and it was easy to push the thought aside 'cause I needed to focus on them. [ he picks at his ramen idly. ] Yuji and Maki are both still here, but they'll eventually go home too.
[ don't even get him started on nanamin and geto. ]
I guess it would be less annoying to me if there was more permanence in this for us.
it will be a moment before he responds, continuing to eat silently. ]
I mean, I never thought any differently. It ain't like I just realized this. But all of my first years were here and it was easy to push the thought aside 'cause I needed to focus on them. [ he picks at his ramen idly. ] Yuji and Maki are both still here, but they'll eventually go home too.
[ don't even get him started on nanamin and geto. ]
I guess it would be less annoying to me if there was more permanence in this for us.
I mean, those two go hand in hand more than you think.
[ give her a moment to slurp up more of the soup. ]
But since you think that nothing we do here matters, then that means you can do whatever you want here, right? Like the things you weren't able to do back home.
[ give her a moment to slurp up more of the soup. ]
But since you think that nothing we do here matters, then that means you can do whatever you want here, right? Like the things you weren't able to do back home.
[ she just shrugs. ]
I'm just saying that moping isn't going to get you anywhere. [ sluuuuuuuurp. ] You're probably going to say that you came out here with me today because I'm treating you, but... Thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedule anyway.
[ everyone else's got places to be and things to get to to cope, after all. ]
I'm just saying that moping isn't going to get you anywhere. [ sluuuuuuuurp. ] You're probably going to say that you came out here with me today because I'm treating you, but... Thanks for taking the time out of your busy schedule anyway.
[ everyone else's got places to be and things to get to to cope, after all. ]
[ akin to the last time, unlike gojo, he isn't capable of simply teleporting there. so he traverses on foot. it doesn't take him too long, however, to eventually make it there. regardless, if he shows up more than half an hour after the time, yuwon doesn't seem to bring attention to it.
instead, just opting to plop down on the grass. ]
instead, just opting to plop down on the grass. ]
[ when he speaks, it almost takes him off guard, if just because he didn't entirely expect such a question to come from the man. their exchanges had always been relatively casual outside of their fists, after all...
he seems to pause, as if to think about how to answer it. how much honesty to put behind it without it revealing too much of his circumstances. more out of habit than he is consciously doing it. ] Not really. To begin, there was never anyone like that.
[ he was an orphan after all, and then in the tower, he may have had companions once, but that was all gone the moment he stepped back in time. ]
he seems to pause, as if to think about how to answer it. how much honesty to put behind it without it revealing too much of his circumstances. more out of habit than he is consciously doing it. ] Not really. To begin, there was never anyone like that.
[ he was an orphan after all, and then in the tower, he may have had companions once, but that was all gone the moment he stepped back in time. ]
[ at 6.30 in the morning, just before the end of his shift: ]
I have about three portions of leftover curry.
Do you want?
I have about three portions of leftover curry.
Do you want?
This isn't the kind of place to serve dessert.
You can have pickled cabbage.
[ it's on the sweet-and-sour side... ]
You can have pickled cabbage.
[ it's on the sweet-and-sour side... ]
I'm not asking for your inheritance.
How can you not have snack money?
How can you not have snack money?
[ why does he even ask? ]
Are we going to get paid for this?
Are we going to get paid for this?
It does to me.
I don't work for free, Gojo-san.
What do you want?
I don't work for free, Gojo-san.
What do you want?
[ or he can work at 10% strength and get eaten by a kaiju. same, same. ]
I don't have money for that.
Pick something I can buy at Famima please.
I don't have money for that.
Pick something I can buy at Famima please.
[ how is he supposed to know what the sweetest thing there is, senpai? a bag of sugar?? he picks a souffle pudding, a double cream puff, and chocolate milk - that looks sweet enough, no? - and on his way back, whimsically adds a little gatcha toy to the bag. ]
You're pretty demanding for a bum.
[ said with no malice when he hands Gojo the bag. ]
You're pretty demanding for a bum.
[ said with no malice when he hands Gojo the bag. ]
[ he is sitting cross-legged on the floor of his room, which looks far too luxurious for such a tiny space and very reminiscent of what his bedroom would look like back home — all thanks to the room style hologram he got a few months back. for a bum, he certainly is looking very comfortable in his surroundings, even if it's startlingly bare and impersonal for how many months he's actually been in this city. but then again, isn't that just his style?
taking the bag of treats from him (along with the curry because he is 100% expecting to have those too), he pats a spot on the floor indicatively. ]
Join me. [ he could use some company. ] Have you eaten yet?
taking the bag of treats from him (along with the curry because he is 100% expecting to have those too), he pats a spot on the floor indicatively. ]
Join me. [ he could use some company. ] Have you eaten yet?
[ the way the room looks is very Gojo. that at least is reassuring (and not at the same time but he won't dwell on that right now). ]
Yes, but give me one of the curries anyway.
[ he's tired from the shift (the good kind that comes with so-called honest work) but he wouldn't leave the other man to eat alone. besides, it feels like he hasn't seen Gojo in forever. ]
Did you stay in all day?
Yes, but give me one of the curries anyway.
[ he's tired from the shift (the good kind that comes with so-called honest work) but he wouldn't leave the other man to eat alone. besides, it feels like he hasn't seen Gojo in forever. ]
Did you stay in all day?
[ forever concerned about his students. the first time Nanami noticed, he'd been surprised and not at the same time. although Gojo can act bratty and annoy Nanami to no end effortlessly, there is never any malice behind it. and it's good for the kids. (does Gojo think of Nanami as one of the kids? surely not??? ) ]
Ah. How are they holding up?
[ 'are you alright?' ]
Ah. How are they holding up?
[ 'are you alright?' ]
( After midnight, and no longer as put together, but spite is a powerful motivator especially when someone is tipsy. The selfie is Geto, dressed in his gala outfit, hair a little frizzed at the edges, eyeliner smudged. He's back in his room, propped up on pillows and ... a missing dragon, looking a little bored, a little tired, a little sulky. )
Why do you never notice when I'm doing the right thing?
Why do you never notice when I'm doing the right thing?
[ on the other side of the wall, gojo is comfortably in sweatpants, enjoying a late night happy meal. he is aware of the gala happening tonight, but opted not to attend. even though his foul mood has settled, he still isn't interested in going out of his way to socialize. it's pretty apparent that the same can't be said for geto.
more surprising though is the photo he receives from him. is he subtly extending an olive branch? ]
i notice
but it cant hurt if you tell me about them sometime
nice dragon
[ attachment: an opened happy meal splayed out on the floor with some half-finished fries and a few burgers. a tiny futuristic-looking toy sits in the corner. ]
more surprising though is the photo he receives from him. is he subtly extending an olive branch? ]
i notice
but it cant hurt if you tell me about them sometime
nice dragon
[ attachment: an opened happy meal splayed out on the floor with some half-finished fries and a few burgers. a tiny futuristic-looking toy sits in the corner. ]
Hm. No. I like to be mysterious.
( Mostly he hates being perceived and can't quite figure out why. His feelings for Gojo are all ensnared, complicated, bloody things. Telling him he's trying feels akin to flaying off bits of his skin, and so this. Tipsy enough to avoid the hurt, needy enough to miss him. )
Thanks, I stole it.
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
You were smarter. The food was terrible.
( Mostly he hates being perceived and can't quite figure out why. His feelings for Gojo are all ensnared, complicated, bloody things. Telling him he's trying feels akin to flaying off bits of his skin, and so this. Tipsy enough to avoid the hurt, needy enough to miss him. )
Thanks, I stole it.
(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
You were smarter. The food was terrible.
hate to break it to you but you arent that mysterious
[ he won't push the subject. it isn't like he's very forthcoming himself, especially where geto is concerned. they aren't exactly in the sharing stage, their current interactions more contingent and strained than anything else.
he can keep the purple dragon plush though. ]
did you at least have fun?
[ he won't push the subject. it isn't like he's very forthcoming himself, especially where geto is concerned. they aren't exactly in the sharing stage, their current interactions more contingent and strained than anything else.
he can keep the purple dragon plush though. ]
did you at least have fun?
You haven't even seen the best part. It doesn't have a back. Shoko would be so proud.
( (: And if he's secretly pleased Gojo thinks so that's between himself and the things he's been ignoring since he was fifteen (: )
Why didn't you go?
You're probably more used to those kind of parties than the rest of us.
( (: And if he's secretly pleased Gojo thinks so that's between himself and the things he's been ignoring since he was fifteen (: )
Why didn't you go?
You're probably more used to those kind of parties than the rest of us.
[ the door slides open almost as soon as he kicks it. he Perceives you, bitch.
he greets him on the other side, dressed casual in a black sweatshirt and sweatpants. a pair of pitch black sunglasses rests on the bridge of his nose. ]
Let me see your back.
he greets him on the other side, dressed casual in a black sweatshirt and sweatpants. a pair of pitch black sunglasses rests on the bridge of his nose. ]
Let me see your back.
Wow. No foreplay?
( It's glib, the flicker of his tongue against his bottom set of teeth as he spins obediently, lifting a hand to sweep his hair away. Over his shoulder does the amusement come, still vaguely tipsy, mostly tired and winding down. )
Well? Do I pass? Can I come in now?
( It's glib, the flicker of his tongue against his bottom set of teeth as he spins obediently, lifting a hand to sweep his hair away. Over his shoulder does the amusement come, still vaguely tipsy, mostly tired and winding down. )
Well? Do I pass? Can I come in now?
( Whatever elegence the outfit holds is lost in the way that Geto all but throws himself onto the floor, immediately crossing his legs underneath him. The question has him pause though, thoughtful. )
Maybe? It's hard to tell.
( Gods could just be like that. )
If I did I'm out of practice. It felt more like I was under interrogation.
Maybe? It's hard to tell.
( Gods could just be like that. )
If I did I'm out of practice. It felt more like I was under interrogation.
Anger? [ ??? ] I think you were just being interrogated.
[ that's not sexy at all, suguru. ]
A sexy question is like— [ he shoves a handful of fries into his mouth, chewing on them thoughtfully. ] in that context, kinda... [ he swallows. then without warning, he suddenly leans towards him, his voice lowering down to a deep timbre as his lips curves up into a suggestive smile. ] Your back looks so fuckin' stunning in that shirt, Geto. Why don't we go somewhere a little more private and you can show me the front as well?
[ that's not sexy at all, suguru. ]
A sexy question is like— [ he shoves a handful of fries into his mouth, chewing on them thoughtfully. ] in that context, kinda... [ he swallows. then without warning, he suddenly leans towards him, his voice lowering down to a deep timbre as his lips curves up into a suggestive smile. ] Your back looks so fuckin' stunning in that shirt, Geto. Why don't we go somewhere a little more private and you can show me the front as well?
( He doesn't explain the anger thing because he's too busy chewing, and then Gojo is pulling that, blue eyes visible over his sunglasses and Geto very unfortunately forgets every other thought in his head. He blinks, very slowly, lifts a hand as though to shove the other man away by the face, remembers infinity at the very last second, curls his fingers instead. )
Fuck.
( His ears feel a little hot. It's fine, it's fine. Gojo maybe just keeps his room too warm. )
Stop that. No. Nobody hit on me.
( An overexaggerated roll of his shoulders to hide the very real shudder. ) Maybe because some people have subtlety. Does that work on people?
Fuck.
( His ears feel a little hot. It's fine, it's fine. Gojo maybe just keeps his room too warm. )
Stop that. No. Nobody hit on me.
( An overexaggerated roll of his shoulders to hide the very real shudder. ) Maybe because some people have subtlety. Does that work on people?
That sounds exhausting.
( Is it pity? Maybe a little bit. He absolutely cannot think about it too closely though, because he's only just got his ears back under control and also it's making the burger sit uncomfortably in his stomach for unknown reasons, but.
Satoru fucks. He's never had to face that before. )
There are plenty of powerful people here.
( UGH. )
( Is it pity? Maybe a little bit. He absolutely cannot think about it too closely though, because he's only just got his ears back under control and also it's making the burger sit uncomfortably in his stomach for unknown reasons, but.
Satoru fucks. He's never had to face that before. )
There are plenty of powerful people here.
( UGH. )
No!
( He covers his face with both of his hands instead, scrubbing at the skin. ) I'm right next door, I'm already too aware of you as it is.
( He doesn't want to hear it. But ... but ... isn't he trying to be a friend again? Wasn't that the point of this? Not the asking for Gojo's opinion on his outfit, but the coming over. Shouldn't he want what's best for him? Isn't that how normal people behave? )
I'm just saying. You're not terrible. ( Wow. ) Maybe you'd find someone.
( He covers his face with both of his hands instead, scrubbing at the skin. ) I'm right next door, I'm already too aware of you as it is.
( He doesn't want to hear it. But ... but ... isn't he trying to be a friend again? Wasn't that the point of this? Not the asking for Gojo's opinion on his outfit, but the coming over. Shouldn't he want what's best for him? Isn't that how normal people behave? )
I'm just saying. You're not terrible. ( Wow. ) Maybe you'd find someone.
[ that was such an immediate no that gojo can't help but burst out laughing. ]
Don't worry, I wouldn't fuck here. [ maki is next door too. he wouldn't do that to her. ] I'd go to a friggin' hotel.
[ he won't be going around just propositioning people, but it's amusing enough of a thought. ]
I actually did ask someone if they wanted to fuck back in Vegas, but I got shot down.
Don't worry, I wouldn't fuck here. [ maki is next door too. he wouldn't do that to her. ] I'd go to a friggin' hotel.
[ he won't be going around just propositioning people, but it's amusing enough of a thought. ]
I actually did ask someone if they wanted to fuck back in Vegas, but I got shot down.
I should have drank more. I should have brought more drink with me.
( Is it worth it for that peal of laughter? Maybe. Even if it makes him ever so slightly cranky. He peeks through his fingers anyway, beleaguered, grumpy like he would have been all those years ago. )
Really? Who?
( WHY IS HE ASKING? )
( Is it worth it for that peal of laughter? Maybe. Even if it makes him ever so slightly cranky. He peeks through his fingers anyway, beleaguered, grumpy like he would have been all those years ago. )
Really? Who?
( WHY IS HE ASKING? )
( He?
Oh no. Oh, that's worse. Why is that worse? It shouldn't matter. It doesn't matter. He is just going to flop directly back onto the floor and not think about it. This is fine. Curse his sexy outfit. Curse Set a little too for being flirty because now they're here. )
You poor thing.
( Dry. Maybe a teeny bit hysterical. )
You not being someone's type. It must have been earth-shattering.
Oh no. Oh, that's worse. Why is that worse? It shouldn't matter. It doesn't matter. He is just going to flop directly back onto the floor and not think about it. This is fine. Curse his sexy outfit. Curse Set a little too for being flirty because now they're here. )
You poor thing.
( Dry. Maybe a teeny bit hysterical. )
You not being someone's type. It must have been earth-shattering.
[ what're you doing, suguru? he's trying to have a conversation with you right now??? ]
It wasn't. [ setting the rejected soda down, he scoots closer to him, so he's soon sitting cross-legged next to geto while he's peering directly down at him. he lifts a hand to slide his sunglasses further down his nose to reveal those too blue eyes. ] He hasn't seen my face, so... it's gotta be my personality, right?
It wasn't. [ setting the rejected soda down, he scoots closer to him, so he's soon sitting cross-legged next to geto while he's peering directly down at him. he lifts a hand to slide his sunglasses further down his nose to reveal those too blue eyes. ] He hasn't seen my face, so... it's gotta be my personality, right?
( It used to be a game in the beginning, seeing if he could get beyond infinity. He tries it now, snatching the glasses cleaning off of Gojo's face, his own flickering into open surprise when he manages it. There's a second where they jolt in his grip, hold going more firm. )
The arrogance.
( A murmur, but not actually a complaint, and then Geto is shoving the glasses over his own eyes, obscuring them. )
It's his loss, Satoru. You shouldn't be with someone who doesn't like every part of you. Even if you are a sadist.
The arrogance.
( A murmur, but not actually a complaint, and then Geto is shoving the glasses over his own eyes, obscuring them. )
It's his loss, Satoru. You shouldn't be with someone who doesn't like every part of you. Even if you are a sadist.
It's just sex.
[ it doesn't mean anything. he wasn't going after a relationship and, even if he was, he has never been the type to get hung up over someone. people leave and grow apart. it's the way of life. he learned that a long time ago, thanks to the very man who lays in front of him now.
but this is nice though. he hasn't felt this relaxed with suguru in well over a decade.
it's funny to think that they got into a fistfight just recently. ]
I don't care if they like me or not. [ a vague smile as he watches geto put on his shades. ] They just have to find me attractive. [ he rests his chin on the palm of his hand, continuing to look down at him. ] What about you, Suguru?
[ it doesn't mean anything. he wasn't going after a relationship and, even if he was, he has never been the type to get hung up over someone. people leave and grow apart. it's the way of life. he learned that a long time ago, thanks to the very man who lays in front of him now.
but this is nice though. he hasn't felt this relaxed with suguru in well over a decade.
it's funny to think that they got into a fistfight just recently. ]
I don't care if they like me or not. [ a vague smile as he watches geto put on his shades. ] They just have to find me attractive. [ he rests his chin on the palm of his hand, continuing to look down at him. ] What about you, Suguru?
What about me what?
( He tips his head a little, pretending that the black of those borrowed shades is enough to hide the way he's looking at Gojo now. He really should get up. He tells himself so, constantly. A nagging little voice in the back of his skull. But this is the most time they've spent together without fighting in ... a decade. He doesn't want to. )
( He tips his head a little, pretending that the black of those borrowed shades is enough to hide the way he's looking at Gojo now. He really should get up. He tells himself so, constantly. A nagging little voice in the back of his skull. But this is the most time they've spent together without fighting in ... a decade. He doesn't want to. )
Has anyone caught your eye here?
[ he is genuinely curious. gojo doubts that geto have entered a serious romantic relationship in the past decade, but he must have at least been sexually active, right? since they're on the subject, he may as well sate that curiosity. ]
[ he is genuinely curious. gojo doubts that geto have entered a serious romantic relationship in the past decade, but he must have at least been sexually active, right? since they're on the subject, he may as well sate that curiosity. ]
Oh. You mean amongst the many, many humans? No.
( Slightly sarcastic, but at least the slur isn't present. Instead Geto just heaves out a dramatic sigh, and then, almost haltingly, because what's a confession when this already feels like a slumber party? )
I don't do that.
( Ugh. His eyes are half lidded behind the sunglasses, as though if he can't see Gojo then Gojo can't see him. #logic )
Being a cult leader and a curse user doesn't lend itself to a lot of stress-free time, Satoru. I don't know if you've noticed, but I don't trust many people. And that would be important. To me.
( Slightly sarcastic, but at least the slur isn't present. Instead Geto just heaves out a dramatic sigh, and then, almost haltingly, because what's a confession when this already feels like a slumber party? )
I don't do that.
( Ugh. His eyes are half lidded behind the sunglasses, as though if he can't see Gojo then Gojo can't see him. #logic )
Being a cult leader and a curse user doesn't lend itself to a lot of stress-free time, Satoru. I don't know if you've noticed, but I don't trust many people. And that would be important. To me.
[ don't scare him like that, suguru. he almost thought you were a virgin. ]
Busy with what? [ they have more than enough downtime here inbetween missions. ]
I don't really understand what trust has to do with a casual fuck, but I doubt anyone could kill you even if you were in bed with them.
Busy with what? [ they have more than enough downtime here inbetween missions. ]
I don't really understand what trust has to do with a casual fuck, but I doubt anyone could kill you even if you were in bed with them.
Life?
( This is a terrible conversation, the McDonalds was not worth it. ) I couldn't leave the girls at first and then it just sort of fell to the wayside. Besides. ( More feeling then. ) It's not about the potential threat. Not all of it. I can take care of myself. But I've never been attracted to someone I didn't feel connected to in the first place, so the list has always been small.
( He'd been slow to start, too polite to most people but never committing. He'd thought he had time. )
I just don't see the point. It has to be someone I understand. I can't fuck around, I'm not built that way. ( Then, childishly grumbly. ) Shoko said it was fine. We looked it up. If you make fun of me I'll poke your eyes out.
( This is a terrible conversation, the McDonalds was not worth it. ) I couldn't leave the girls at first and then it just sort of fell to the wayside. Besides. ( More feeling then. ) It's not about the potential threat. Not all of it. I can take care of myself. But I've never been attracted to someone I didn't feel connected to in the first place, so the list has always been small.
( He'd been slow to start, too polite to most people but never committing. He'd thought he had time. )
I just don't see the point. It has to be someone I understand. I can't fuck around, I'm not built that way. ( Then, childishly grumbly. ) Shoko said it was fine. We looked it up. If you make fun of me I'll poke your eyes out.
I didn't mean back then. [ he's just gonna pinch him on the nose — hard. ] I meant what's stoppin' you here, stupid. Even if you aren't interested in humans, we have plenty of nonhumans on base.
[ .........how is it that suguru and ieiri left him out of that convo? rude. ]
I wouldn't have made fun of you. [ —also childishly grumbly. ] Nothin' wrong with wanting to be in a serious relationship before you have sex. It isn't really for me, but isn't that the norm for most people? [ can't believe they left him out. he's never getting over it. ]
[ .........how is it that suguru and ieiri left him out of that convo? rude. ]
I wouldn't have made fun of you. [ —also childishly grumbly. ] Nothin' wrong with wanting to be in a serious relationship before you have sex. It isn't really for me, but isn't that the norm for most people? [ can't believe they left him out. he's never getting over it. ]
( A petulant ow follows, Geto swiping a hand up at him. )
Sure, I'll go make out with Godzilla.
( Non-human. Giant lizard. Makes sense. The hand moves to pat him playfully on the cheek, maybe a little annoying but that's just their nature. )
Don't pout, Satoru. It doesn't have to be a relationship. That's not what I'm saying either. It just has to be, you know -. ( Suddenly serious, even though he's loose-limbed and hazy. ) - someone I care about. That's a very small list. Exclusive. It's always been that way.
Sure, I'll go make out with Godzilla.
( Non-human. Giant lizard. Makes sense. The hand moves to pat him playfully on the cheek, maybe a little annoying but that's just their nature. )
Don't pout, Satoru. It doesn't have to be a relationship. That's not what I'm saying either. It just has to be, you know -. ( Suddenly serious, even though he's loose-limbed and hazy. ) - someone I care about. That's a very small list. Exclusive. It's always been that way.
You don't have to go for the lizard. [ there are other powered individuals on base????? ]
I can't say that I really get it, but I can see how it would limit your options if you have to care about them first. [ coming from someone who also only genuinely cares about a small handful of people. ]
So, if you have to care about them first, then who was your first? Is it someone I know?
I can't say that I really get it, but I can see how it would limit your options if you have to care about them first. [ coming from someone who also only genuinely cares about a small handful of people. ]
So, if you have to care about them first, then who was your first? Is it someone I know?
( A hum. )
Oh, no. I was trying to be normal then. It was just some girl. We met at one of the clubs Shoko made us go to. Boring. ( He pulls a face, something boyish and mean. ) But I felt like I was missing something, is all. That's why I talked to Shoko about it. Because Keiko-chan was nice but I didn't like it. And I didn't want to kiss anyone randomly, so I thought maybe it was just -.
( Well, he's always felt a little off about things. )
Anyway she helped me realise I did want things, just not with strangers. Also that I was potentially brain damaged. ( Because, well. He looks at Gojo thoughtfully, a little furrow knitting between his brows. ) Anyway it wasn't a big deal. I thought I had time to figure my shit out. And then I didn't, and I had other things to focus on.
Oh, no. I was trying to be normal then. It was just some girl. We met at one of the clubs Shoko made us go to. Boring. ( He pulls a face, something boyish and mean. ) But I felt like I was missing something, is all. That's why I talked to Shoko about it. Because Keiko-chan was nice but I didn't like it. And I didn't want to kiss anyone randomly, so I thought maybe it was just -.
( Well, he's always felt a little off about things. )
Anyway she helped me realise I did want things, just not with strangers. Also that I was potentially brain damaged. ( Because, well. He looks at Gojo thoughtfully, a little furrow knitting between his brows. ) Anyway it wasn't a big deal. I thought I had time to figure my shit out. And then I didn't, and I had other things to focus on.
Oh.
[ he has to wonder if this happened during the period when he started going on solo missions. #LEFTOUT ]
Well, there's definitely something wrong with your brain, but I don't think it has anything to do with how selective your attraction to people is. [ the cheekiest grin. ] You have plenty of time to figure shit out now. It's never too late to start gettin' some.
[ he has to wonder if this happened during the period when he started going on solo missions. #LEFTOUT ]
Well, there's definitely something wrong with your brain, but I don't think it has anything to do with how selective your attraction to people is. [ the cheekiest grin. ] You have plenty of time to figure shit out now. It's never too late to start gettin' some.
Ha.
( There's some feeling in that, a little hysterically edged. He rubs his eyes under the frames, smudging more of his eyeliner, suddenly stupidly exhausted. )
Fuck. Do you know Shoko would be pissing herself if she could hear this conversation? If we're following my exacting standards anyway, and those never change, there's an entire one whole person on my list and I don't think you can help me with that, Satoru. The best we could do is find someone not awful and trick me into it.
( There's some feeling in that, a little hysterically edged. He rubs his eyes under the frames, smudging more of his eyeliner, suddenly stupidly exhausted. )
Fuck. Do you know Shoko would be pissing herself if she could hear this conversation? If we're following my exacting standards anyway, and those never change, there's an entire one whole person on my list and I don't think you can help me with that, Satoru. The best we could do is find someone not awful and trick me into it.
[ a thoughtful pause.
he would be a fool if he didn't know who suguru is referring to at this moment. quietly, he reaches down to remove the sunglasses shielding those smudged eyes, setting them aside so he can meet his purple hues with the bright blues of his own. then, with a far too casual smile, he lifts a finger to point at himself. ]
You mean me?
he would be a fool if he didn't know who suguru is referring to at this moment. quietly, he reaches down to remove the sunglasses shielding those smudged eyes, setting them aside so he can meet his purple hues with the bright blues of his own. then, with a far too casual smile, he lifts a finger to point at himself. ]
You mean me?
( The glare Gojo gets is half-hearted at best, mouth twisting as he pushes himself up into a sitting position, one hand behind himself to keep his balance. )
Hence the brain damage. I'd have to be, if I wanted to kiss you when you're singlehandedly the most infuriating person I know. Don't smile like that, I know it's fucked up. ( It had been better when they were teenagers, when things had been hopeful. That he still carries a singular spark he can't violently snuff out is on him. ) I'm going.
( He's not. )
Hence the brain damage. I'd have to be, if I wanted to kiss you when you're singlehandedly the most infuriating person I know. Don't smile like that, I know it's fucked up. ( It had been better when they were teenagers, when things had been hopeful. That he still carries a singular spark he can't violently snuff out is on him. ) I'm going.
( He's not. )
[ bitch, he knows you're not going. ]
I don't find that surprising. I mean, [ he tucks his hand under his chin. ] look at how handsome I am~ [ geto forgot to mention how vain he is too. ] Why wouldn't you want to kiss me? It'd be weirder if you didn't.
[ absolutely shameless. ]
I don't find that surprising. I mean, [ he tucks his hand under his chin. ] look at how handsome I am~ [ geto forgot to mention how vain he is too. ] Why wouldn't you want to kiss me? It'd be weirder if you didn't.
[ absolutely shameless. ]
( He shifts again, crossing his legs, elbow on his knee and chin in his palm. For a moment he looks at Gojo - just looks - gaze flickering over his face with careful consideration. )
Eh.
( Bored. The corner of his mouth flickering up. ) I think it's less about you being handsome and more about me being thrown into too many buildings in my formative years, Satoru.
Eh.
( Bored. The corner of his mouth flickering up. ) I think it's less about you being handsome and more about me being thrown into too many buildings in my formative years, Satoru.
I want to punch you in the mouth.
( Sweetly, eyelashes fluttering. It's out there, and while he might certainly regret revealing his hand in the morning he'll lean into it for now. He hums, low and melodic, pushes his bangs from out of his face, tips his head to one side, assessing. )
Yeah, I guess. I usually do. Even when I'm very angry at you. An unfortunate side-effect.
( Sweetly, eyelashes fluttering. It's out there, and while he might certainly regret revealing his hand in the morning he'll lean into it for now. He hums, low and melodic, pushes his bangs from out of his face, tips his head to one side, assessing. )
Yeah, I guess. I usually do. Even when I'm very angry at you. An unfortunate side-effect.
[ he usually does, hm? now, that's something for him to think about later.
truthfully, gojo has never given much thought to how he felt about suguru, outside of the friendship they had with each other when they were younger. romance and sex weren't exactly at the forefront of his mind back then, his focus more on mastering his cursed technique and completing missions. it was only much later that he started to explore that side of his life and, by then, suguru had long left his side, their relationship fractured and at odds with each other.
not a shocking detail though, really. suguru has always been the emotional one between them — the one with more morals, with more empathy and more conscience. ]
You know that was an invitation, right? Dumbass. [ learn to take a hint, suguru. seamlessly, he reaches out to clasp his hand on the back of geto's head, pulling him forward as he leans towards him and presses their lips together. ]
truthfully, gojo has never given much thought to how he felt about suguru, outside of the friendship they had with each other when they were younger. romance and sex weren't exactly at the forefront of his mind back then, his focus more on mastering his cursed technique and completing missions. it was only much later that he started to explore that side of his life and, by then, suguru had long left his side, their relationship fractured and at odds with each other.
not a shocking detail though, really. suguru has always been the emotional one between them — the one with more morals, with more empathy and more conscience. ]
You know that was an invitation, right? Dumbass. [ learn to take a hint, suguru. seamlessly, he reaches out to clasp his hand on the back of geto's head, pulling him forward as he leans towards him and presses their lips together. ]
( Somehow he still isn't expecting it. His actual confession aside, Geto has always assumed even if it did come out they'd just never talk about it. Gojo is a complicated individual, he cares about different things. Geto knows this. And yet, right when he's about to protest the dumbass, he is kissed. He goes still against it, a second, two, and then a noise rises at the back of his throat, hand coming up as if he's about to push the other man off.
He doesn't, because he's always betraying himself. His brain never listens when he needs it too, starved for something he's been ignoring since he had the misfortune of arriving here. Instead his fingers curl into Gojo's shirt, the other hand coming to the nape of his neck, Geto kissing him back with single-minded focus. He might as well take what he can get, right? If they could fall out in the very same breath the next week. He can get what he wants at least once. )
He doesn't, because he's always betraying himself. His brain never listens when he needs it too, starved for something he's been ignoring since he had the misfortune of arriving here. Instead his fingers curl into Gojo's shirt, the other hand coming to the nape of his neck, Geto kissing him back with single-minded focus. He might as well take what he can get, right? If they could fall out in the very same breath the next week. He can get what he wants at least once. )
[ Gojo wasn't at the masquerade, so Set takes it upon himself to march a milkshake to his door in the Brimstone halls once the event is over. He got himself one, after all, and BOGO is his new favorite marketing ploy. There's a brisk knock on the door, but whenever Gojo actually deigns to get it —
there's just a nice, cold milkshake sitting on the floor with a slightly glittery Post-it note attached to the top. It reads: I HOPE IT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE FLAVOR
— SET
The god himself is AWOL, only because his tsundere ass turned to sand to flee the scene. ]
there's just a nice, cold milkshake sitting on the floor with a slightly glittery Post-it note attached to the top. It reads: I HOPE IT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE FLAVOR
— SET
The god himself is AWOL, only because his tsundere ass turned to sand to flee the scene. ]
[ He's put it off for quite a while now, but he's finally decided he's willing to put aside his pride to directly ask for it. So long as Gojo doesn't ask for anything ridiculous, he'll even acquiesce to his requests, he's decided. ]
Gojo. I'd like to politely request for my headpiece to be returned.
Gojo. I'd like to politely request for my headpiece to be returned.
youre askin the wrong person
[ please have a photo of the plushie that's currently wearing said headpiece, posed to look like it's been caught in the middle of climbing out the window of a building with a small bag of possibly stolen(?) goods. ]
you should be askin him
[ please have a photo of the plushie that's currently wearing said headpiece, posed to look like it's been caught in the middle of climbing out the window of a building with a small bag of possibly stolen(?) goods. ]
you should be askin him
[ This man... ]
...well, you seem to be most familiar with... him. If you could ask him to return the headpiece, or provide me with his location, I would appreciate it.
[ Just play along, just play along, don't lose your temper Veritas Ratio, otherwise you won't get it back... ]
...well, you seem to be most familiar with... him. If you could ask him to return the headpiece, or provide me with his location, I would appreciate it.
[ Just play along, just play along, don't lose your temper Veritas Ratio, otherwise you won't get it back... ]
Hence why I asked you to provide me with his location. I would like to make the request in person.
[ Because obviously Gojo wants to humiliate him, just to get some amusement out of this whole ordeal. Truly, he should be glad the man does not come from his universe, and thus does not know who the Masked Fools are. ]
[ Because obviously Gojo wants to humiliate him, just to get some amusement out of this whole ordeal. Truly, he should be glad the man does not come from his universe, and thus does not know who the Masked Fools are. ]
Then do you mean to have me attempt to locate him on my own like some kind of stalker?
My desire to have it returned has not changed. I've simply decided that I've drawn this out for far too long.
If there is something you desire from me, name it. I ask for my headpiece in return.
If there is something you desire from me, name it. I ask for my headpiece in return.
I do not see how that bears any relevance. It is my property, and I desire it returned. Is that not enough of a reason?
[ Heavy exhale on Ratio's side, though of course Gojo doesn't see that. ]
So a story is what you're looking for? I'm afraid I have none. It is merely a device I use to isolate my senses from the rest of the world, and so I can avoid looking at idiots. It also has the added benefit of preventing my students from being distracted by my appearance.
I have found, lately, that I am in need of it for the first two reasons.
So a story is what you're looking for? I'm afraid I have none. It is merely a device I use to isolate my senses from the rest of the world, and so I can avoid looking at idiots. It also has the added benefit of preventing my students from being distracted by my appearance.
I have found, lately, that I am in need of it for the first two reasons.
[ He's not one to gripe about others behind their back, usually, but... ]
That screeching, wailing toddler of a mobile suit pilot. [ He means Shinn. ] A certain reptilian kaiju. [ Godzilla. ] And a few others who have a tendency to grate on me even though they are not idiotic all the time.
Why should I have to adjust my own behaviour to accommodate their idiocy? I already had a solution—that headpiece. It solves all problems beautifully, does it not?
That screeching, wailing toddler of a mobile suit pilot. [ He means Shinn. ] A certain reptilian kaiju. [ Godzilla. ] And a few others who have a tendency to grate on me even though they are not idiotic all the time.
Why should I have to adjust my own behaviour to accommodate their idiocy? I already had a solution—that headpiece. It solves all problems beautifully, does it not?
haha so your conflict resolution is to block people out?
ig that would be an effective short term solution
but its also kind of a cope out isnt it?
you dont need to change yourself just to accommodate others but rather than hide behind the safety of a headpiece why dont you just learn how to disengage from futile convos instead?
wearing that headpiece isnt gonna make the idiots disappear or stop disagreements from taking place
you also dont need it to close the network or walk away
ig that would be an effective short term solution
but its also kind of a cope out isnt it?
you dont need to change yourself just to accommodate others but rather than hide behind the safety of a headpiece why dont you just learn how to disengage from futile convos instead?
wearing that headpiece isnt gonna make the idiots disappear or stop disagreements from taking place
you also dont need it to close the network or walk away
It is not conflict resolution. It is for my own peace of mind.
I do avoid futile conversations. Some idiots are simply that persistent. If you've the fortune not to consistently encounter fools as you go about your day-to-day life back home, then consider yourself lucky.
Regardless, attempting to dissuade me from using the headpiece is not going to change my desire to have it back. Are you willing to return it to me? Yes or no.
I do avoid futile conversations. Some idiots are simply that persistent. If you've the fortune not to consistently encounter fools as you go about your day-to-day life back home, then consider yourself lucky.
Regardless, attempting to dissuade me from using the headpiece is not going to change my desire to have it back. Are you willing to return it to me? Yes or no.
Comfort— I am not a child!
[ Ouch, his pride... But still, he got it back. That's all that matters. ]
You shouldn't have opened your mouth if it was none of your business.
[ When he opens his door, is it actually there? ]
[ Ouch, his pride... But still, he got it back. That's all that matters. ]
You shouldn't have opened your mouth if it was none of your business.
[ When he opens his door, is it actually there? ]
[ Plushie... fortunately for Gojo, Ratio is quite sentimental at heart so that plushie will find a good home in his room. Provided a certain kaiju doesn't blow up his room yet again. Smh. ]
Care for him yourself if you're so concerned.
[ But if Gojo checks later, he'll find the plushie gone, presumably taken by Ratio himself. ]
Care for him yourself if you're so concerned.
[ But if Gojo checks later, he'll find the plushie gone, presumably taken by Ratio himself. ]
[ There's no response, but a few days later, Gojo will receive a picture of the plushie with a custom made headpiece of his own that better fits the plushie. Now he's got his own headpiece okay? Hmph! ]
That is hardly an appropriate descriptor for me.
Perhaps I ought to question why you believe me to be 'cute'. Most would not describe me as such.
Precisely why I'm asking. The persona I maintain publicly does not lend itself to 'cuteness' as it were.
I doubt anyone would believe you even if you tried.
By all means, if you find evidence of others thinking I'm cute, feel free to inform me.
Presumably, proof to back up your claims. However, if you do not care to present evidence, then I will simply conclude that your words are without basis.
( He's had his curses deliver gifts for mostly everyone in his small circle, too discomforted with the date to do anything but brood by himself in the quiet of his room. Maybe it says something that he even thought to do that, but he's not sure what, doesn't want to examine it too closely either way. He has the last of the presents left to deliver though, and he looks at the curse waiting before him, then to the bag, then to the wall before he sighs. It's disbanded just as easily as it's summoned, Geto climbing to his feet and snagging the parcel up between his fingertips. It feels monumental to shove slippers on his feet, check his hair in the mirror, but then he's out and at Gojo's door without another thought.
It opens, and Geto blinks at him, letting out a small half-mad sigh before he's muscling his way in. He hears the door close behind him more than he sees it, steeling himself to offer up the present, hoping that it will go better than Gojo's birthday. But it seems ... insignificant, suddenly. The gift gets set aside in silence, and Geto turns on his heel, dark gaze sweeping over the other man from head to toe.
He makes a shushing noise when Gojo opens his mouth, closing the distance between them just as sharply. Fingertips snag at the bandages wrapped around his best friend's face, tugging a loop down to expose the wild blue of his eyes. Then his palm flattens, cups around his cheek, whatever was left between them invaded as Geto pushes Gojo all the way back, pressing him against the door. His mouth follows, a bruising kiss that turns tender within seconds, as if it's the easiest thing in the world. It is, actually. He doesn't know why he waited. )
It opens, and Geto blinks at him, letting out a small half-mad sigh before he's muscling his way in. He hears the door close behind him more than he sees it, steeling himself to offer up the present, hoping that it will go better than Gojo's birthday. But it seems ... insignificant, suddenly. The gift gets set aside in silence, and Geto turns on his heel, dark gaze sweeping over the other man from head to toe.
He makes a shushing noise when Gojo opens his mouth, closing the distance between them just as sharply. Fingertips snag at the bandages wrapped around his best friend's face, tugging a loop down to expose the wild blue of his eyes. Then his palm flattens, cups around his cheek, whatever was left between them invaded as Geto pushes Gojo all the way back, pressing him against the door. His mouth follows, a bruising kiss that turns tender within seconds, as if it's the easiest thing in the world. It is, actually. He doesn't know why he waited. )
[ even gojo can't treat the 24th like any other day.
it... isn't exactly a year since his death (given the whole timeline disparity between worlds), but it's still christmas eve in neo tokyo and the date in and of itself holds a sort of weighty significance to him. even if his death doesn't play a major part in it (or so he's telling himself), suguru's does. it doesn't really matter that they're both here in this city. it isn't really a second chance, when either one of them could disappear at the drop of a hat.
so, the loss — the grief — will never fully ease. it has simply been postponed, set aside for the time being until fate decides to play her next cruel hand. he has already learned that lesson thrice with each quiet disappearance of a student within the span of a few months.
he really isn't in the mood to socialize today, only leaving his room to grab a meal or a drink. it seems like the same could be said for suguru, whose presence he can feel on the other side of the wall separating their bedrooms. his eyes follows that presence now as it makes its way towards his door and, without needing any prompting, he is already sliding that same door open to let geto in. looks like someone has come bearing a gift. still so festive and thoughtful, albeit the somber mood, eh?
he tries to comment as much, but as the fabric of his blindfold loosens and his mouth is sealed shut by an audacious pair of lips, most of his focus has gone towards suppressing the amused grin that's threatening to break out. behave — he can't ruin the moment when suguru is being so forward.
allowing himself to be pushed back against the door, gojo sinks into the depths of that kiss, his tongue sliding out to graze along geto's bottom lip, as his left arm snakes around his waist and his right hand finds purchase on the nape of his slender neck. what to do, what to do~ when he is making such a bold move today of all days? ]
it... isn't exactly a year since his death (given the whole timeline disparity between worlds), but it's still christmas eve in neo tokyo and the date in and of itself holds a sort of weighty significance to him. even if his death doesn't play a major part in it (or so he's telling himself), suguru's does. it doesn't really matter that they're both here in this city. it isn't really a second chance, when either one of them could disappear at the drop of a hat.
so, the loss — the grief — will never fully ease. it has simply been postponed, set aside for the time being until fate decides to play her next cruel hand. he has already learned that lesson thrice with each quiet disappearance of a student within the span of a few months.
he really isn't in the mood to socialize today, only leaving his room to grab a meal or a drink. it seems like the same could be said for suguru, whose presence he can feel on the other side of the wall separating their bedrooms. his eyes follows that presence now as it makes its way towards his door and, without needing any prompting, he is already sliding that same door open to let geto in. looks like someone has come bearing a gift. still so festive and thoughtful, albeit the somber mood, eh?
he tries to comment as much, but as the fabric of his blindfold loosens and his mouth is sealed shut by an audacious pair of lips, most of his focus has gone towards suppressing the amused grin that's threatening to break out. behave — he can't ruin the moment when suguru is being so forward.
allowing himself to be pushed back against the door, gojo sinks into the depths of that kiss, his tongue sliding out to graze along geto's bottom lip, as his left arm snakes around his waist and his right hand finds purchase on the nape of his slender neck. what to do, what to do~ when he is making such a bold move today of all days? ]
( He can feel the smug amusement radiating from Gojo Satoru even if he can't see it, something that has the sharp edge of a tooth nipping against his bottom lip in petty retaliation. A part of him doesn't really mind - of course he would be entertained, Geto folded first - and the rest of him is too busy revelling in the fact that he's actually doing something about the feelings he's ignored for over a decade. It's a little clumsy at first, he's out of practise despite their previous kiss. It's not like he does this a lot, and he'd been tipsy the first time. But there's something about this that feels heady.
Powerful.
The other hand settles against Gojo's waist, fingertips flexing like a cat. The one against his cheek moves to tug on white locks when they part to breathe, his own vaguely exasperated mirth colouring his tone. ) Stop that.
( Stop what? Who knows. Just his general aura, maybe? Geto's kissing him as hard as he can immediately after, hunger unleashed, fingertips sneaking under the hem of Gojo's shirt with a greed that surprises him. )
Powerful.
The other hand settles against Gojo's waist, fingertips flexing like a cat. The one against his cheek moves to tug on white locks when they part to breathe, his own vaguely exasperated mirth colouring his tone. ) Stop that.
( Stop what? Who knows. Just his general aura, maybe? Geto's kissing him as hard as he can immediately after, hunger unleashed, fingertips sneaking under the hem of Gojo's shirt with a greed that surprises him. )
[ what geto lacks in experience, he makes up for in enthusiasm. besides, gojo doesn't mind his clumsiness. it's kinda cute, y'know?
they never talked about that first kiss a few months ago, when suguru had stopped by his room tipsy from a gala, and enough time has passed for gojo to assume that he was content leaving it as a tender memory. seems like he was wrong.
regardless, it feels a little too natural kissing geto again and a part of him is tempted to see just how far they're willing to take this.
at least that was the case, until he feels a wandering hand slide up his shirt. immediately, his fingers coil around suguru's wrist, halting him in his path. despite revealing his death to him not too long ago, gojo doubts that he will be ready to see what he has made sure to keep hidden from sight for almost a year now.
it would only spoil the mood. ] Are you planning to— [ he playfully nips his bottom lip right back, before it's his turn to break their kiss, still holding his hand at bay. ] strip me bare, Suguru? [ there is a sultry heat in his tone, bright blue hues lowering down to look into a pair of purple. ]
You're makin' me feel shy with how bold you're being, so [ simultaneously removing geto's hand from under his shirt, gojo continues to speak, as he starts to leave a trial of light kisses down the crux of his neck. ] why don't we strip you down first, hm?
they never talked about that first kiss a few months ago, when suguru had stopped by his room tipsy from a gala, and enough time has passed for gojo to assume that he was content leaving it as a tender memory. seems like he was wrong.
regardless, it feels a little too natural kissing geto again and a part of him is tempted to see just how far they're willing to take this.
at least that was the case, until he feels a wandering hand slide up his shirt. immediately, his fingers coil around suguru's wrist, halting him in his path. despite revealing his death to him not too long ago, gojo doubts that he will be ready to see what he has made sure to keep hidden from sight for almost a year now.
it would only spoil the mood. ] Are you planning to— [ he playfully nips his bottom lip right back, before it's his turn to break their kiss, still holding his hand at bay. ] strip me bare, Suguru? [ there is a sultry heat in his tone, bright blue hues lowering down to look into a pair of purple. ]
You're makin' me feel shy with how bold you're being, so [ simultaneously removing geto's hand from under his shirt, gojo continues to speak, as he starts to leave a trial of light kisses down the crux of his neck. ] why don't we strip you down first, hm?
( He stills when Gojo grabs his wrist, eyes lifting back up to his face. It's a fact that he wouldn't force it, is already ready to give his friend space before he talks, but there's nothing that suggests his touch is unwelcome and so whatever anxiety had risen easily dissipates again. ) Tch, you wouldn't know shy even if I force-fed you the page from the dictionary.
( Sweet nothings.
But Gojo is kissing his throat then, and if Geto thought he'd get through this with his wits about him than he now knows he's absolutely wrong about that. Already his pulse lifts, skin tingling. His other hand settles on a hip, holding the other man steady, a fine shudder running through him. )
Satoru. ( That old purr amped up. ) What is it?
( Don't think he's lost all his skills of perceptiveness when it comes to his best friend. They've just been rusty. )
( Sweet nothings.
But Gojo is kissing his throat then, and if Geto thought he'd get through this with his wits about him than he now knows he's absolutely wrong about that. Already his pulse lifts, skin tingling. His other hand settles on a hip, holding the other man steady, a fine shudder running through him. )
Satoru. ( That old purr amped up. ) What is it?
( Don't think he's lost all his skills of perceptiveness when it comes to his best friend. They've just been rusty. )
[ he doesn't really want to answer him.
it would be easy enough to distract him with a bolder, more aggressive move, but pushing it off is only postponing the inevitable. he has never been one to hesitate without considerable reason, which is what must've given him away. it would've been nice if suguru had just let it slide.
he stops what he's doing, as he lets out a barely audible breath. ]
Well, I guess there's no point in hidin' it.
[ he reaches back with one hand, tugging his shirt off by the collar to reveal the jagged scars circling his waist and left arm — undeniable proofs of his death. if he survived, then his rct would have never allowed a single mark to mar his body. ]
So, [ he angles his head at him, meeting his eyes. ] what do you think?
it would be easy enough to distract him with a bolder, more aggressive move, but pushing it off is only postponing the inevitable. he has never been one to hesitate without considerable reason, which is what must've given him away. it would've been nice if suguru had just let it slide.
he stops what he's doing, as he lets out a barely audible breath. ]
Well, I guess there's no point in hidin' it.
[ he reaches back with one hand, tugging his shirt off by the collar to reveal the jagged scars circling his waist and left arm — undeniable proofs of his death. if he survived, then his rct would have never allowed a single mark to mar his body. ]
So, [ he angles his head at him, meeting his eyes. ] what do you think?
( A noise, half inquisitive, before understanding filters in. He pulls back with enough space to look, one hand immediately shifting to curve around Gojo's unmarked bicep like he'll disappear if Geto doesn't keep a hold. His fingers dig in, gaze resting on the scar around his waist, the jagged cruel edge of it, and if he had been burning with something before, it changes shape now.
Geto blinks, mouth twisting, palm moving to press against the edge. )
It doesn't make you look any sexier.
( Childish, and abrupt, but it's tease or cry and he's sure one would be worse than the other. )
Satoru. ( Softer than he means, thumb tracing a line. ) I'm sorry.
( For what? Everything, possibly. )
Geto blinks, mouth twisting, palm moving to press against the edge. )
It doesn't make you look any sexier.
( Childish, and abrupt, but it's tease or cry and he's sure one would be worse than the other. )
Satoru. ( Softer than he means, thumb tracing a line. ) I'm sorry.
( For what? Everything, possibly. )
[ Left on Gojo's doorstep on Christmas day is a box, covered in blue wrapping paper and decorated with hand drawn tigers and stupid emoji faces.
Inside the box is a series of gifts:
Trying to find the right words for Gojo is hard, and Yuji knows that the last thing his sensei wants is all the mushiness, especially since they'd already had that conversation before he died. So it's short and to the point:
Sensei.
Thank you, for everything.
- Yuji. ]
Inside the box is a series of gifts:
🐯 What can only be described as a sickening amount of candy and chocolate, in various flavours, shapes and kinds, in little bags that should be for 'only one a day' (but Yuji's not an idiot).At the bottom of all the gifts is a note.
🐯 A little white tiger plushie, with a blue ribbon around its neck.
🐯 Some polaroids - of Yuji, Nobara and Megumi, the three of them together while they were here in Synflux as a trio. There's also a couple of Nanami and Maki, and even one or two of Geto.
🐯 One colouring book, because Gojo-sensei needs to chill the fuck out.
🐯 Tickets to the cat onsen, for whoever he wants to take (no Parent Trap happening here frfr).
🐯 Blindfold, because Yuji thought it was funny.
Trying to find the right words for Gojo is hard, and Yuji knows that the last thing his sensei wants is all the mushiness, especially since they'd already had that conversation before he died. So it's short and to the point:
Sensei.
Thank you, for everything.
- Yuji. ]
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