The right Song can bring down a dynasty

Independent Miguel from Jujutsu Kaisen; Written by King Kkeungi (he/him & they/them, 30+, PST).

✦ CARRD. ✦Headcanons

DISCLAIMER: I am not West African. I am Korean-American and have simply done a lot of outside research for my portrayal of Miguel. If I have spread misinformation or posted something offensive in regards to African culture and beliefs, please let me know and I will apologize and do my best to learn from my mistakes.

The manga also finally/actually released more canon information about my muse, but I will be largely ignoring it due to massively wasted potential.

JJK Blogroll: Yu Haibara, Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo.

Rules below the cut!

( there's a very important looking seal right at the bottom to show this missive is from the hands of the cursed king, himself b).

Miguel reads slowly, with great care and fine attention to detail.

He blinks a few times in succession. Places the invitation down upon a freshly cleaned, sanitized, and air-dried kitchen counter and turns around to make a beeline for his dryer unit tucked away in the utility closet above his washer. There are clothes to fold and the mindlessness of such a task meant that his thoughts would eventually relax and he could think seriously about the offer.

Instead, he sighs and flops the now unfolded boxer briefs back onto the foot of the bed, marching straight back into the kitchen.

Something gives him pause before placing his hands on it again. He hadn’t sensed anything earlier- No cursed energy… From the carefully chosen wording, to specific pieces of knowledge sprinkled about his poem, the archival quality of the thick paper, the sumptuous depth and luster to the oil-smoke ink that could only have originated from a traditionally crafted inkstick- All unique and singular threads that had effectively ensnared him within Ryomen Sukuna’s personal web.

I've just been very aggressive about it. Angrily filing my taxes. Angrily cleaning and dusting. Angrily changing bedsheets. Angrily folding laundry.

Nurse Monchichi taking good care of me.

I just want to thank everyone who sent me kind words earlier, your support IS greatly helping me process this turn of events.

I’m honestly scared.

I’ve never had a major surgery of this magnitude before, but I do have a history of having a high tolerance to strong opioid painkillers (like… I can DRIVE while under the influence of oxy or hydrocodone) and anesthesia.

I will warn them about that, so hopefully it won’t be another hurdle in an already difficult looking surgery plan.

I’ll keep you posted and thank you again for helping me through what’s proving to be a very difficult time of my life.

last song i listened to: Familia (feat Anuel Aa & Bantu) by Nicki Minaj favorite color: purple, blueish greens, coral currently watching: Midnight Diner last movie / tv show i watched: American Fiction (loved it!) spicy / savory / sweet: Savory + Spicy relationship status: it's complicated last thing i googled: The Chair indie horror current obsession: JJK, The Summer Hikaru Died, Oh My Mother! by Connie Wang, Blue Eye Samurai

I might be moving in with a good friend of mine as a temporary (or permanent, we'll see how it goes) roommate and she's also dating my cousin, so he'll eventually come down from Portland after his work contract is finished.