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000. ── .✦ This blog is SFW/NSFW & may contain 21+ content, Jujutsu Kaisen is a shōnen after all, so this is the first, last, and ONLY warning. With that being said, I don't shy away from darker topics, so be wary of dead dove content such as gore, blood, potential death, etc. I go in depth with detail when it comes to my writing and have a very vivid imagination (fortunately and unfortunately.) Gege was wishing for Jujutsu Kaisen to have a more darker aspect to the story and I wish that he could've written it the way he truly wanted it to be, so I hope to take this account in that direction. (✿◡‿◡)
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003. ── .✦ As far as interactions go, I'm completely fine with being sent prompts through my ask box, shoot me a dm if you're wanting to plot or become a connection! if you're wanting to test the waters with me and get a feel for how I write or even test our chemistry go ahead and take advantage of the prompts I tend to reblog from time to time! I promise I don't bite! (❁´◡`❁)
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utahime why is gojo alone in the pool with no ladder ?
"Let's stop talking for a little while..."
Was her way of saying 'don't worry about it,' because of course why else would Satoru be in a pool with no ladder in a game she shamelessly has so many hours on? Can't kill him in real life? Sims 4 is her best—and only chance at doing so.
A single brow was raised due to his admission. Yet again, she reached out for the glass but his words caused an immediate pause in her actions.
Utahime wasn't that stupid. She could sense his eyes boring into the permanent mark that marred her skin for good—a reminder of something terrible. She could tell he had questions, everyone usually did. 'What happened?' or 'Who did this?' & her personal favorite: 'How did this happen?'
She was an unwilling show-and-tell participant most days and what did she do to quell the emotions that stirred up when noticed someone had been staring for longer than she wanted?
Drink.
"You can ask y'know." It must've been the way she watched his knuckles graze against his own skin in the very same spot her scar was that prompted her to read his mind without having the ability to truthfully do so. "Everyone eventually does."
Then came the surprise, her expression shifting into shock rather than being caught off guard. As flattering as it was to come to her of all people for advice, she thought someone like Satoru would've been better suited for conversations like this... Guess she was wrong.
"Talk some sense into you for making a choice most people wouldn't?" Now that she's probably repeated what he was thinking, or hinting at to say the least, she smiles a little, finally picking up her glass, ice clinking against it before she takes a sip. "I think you did the right thing..."
SHOULDERS SEIZE UP. Oh. She caught him, did she? The corners of his mouth jerk back toward his ears — a fleeting wince. He elects to not proceed down that conversational path. There's no need. Instead, following the opening she provides, He aims for the conversation he's far more interested in having.
The sheepish expression concedes; in its place, something more pensive manifests. He's not sure what to expect from her response. Despite their differences, it's similar to a certain white-haired colleague of theirs. Though, mentioning that may not be the smartest idea. It’s washed away with a thorough swig. “You think so?” He asks through a faint wince, his voice hoarse from his whiskey’s resultant burn. Perhaps that was too ambitious of a sip.
“I told myself this was a better use of my skills. More beneficial. But . . .” Hands clasp the glass again. His eyes pry away from his company; they land on the rippling pool of amber. “There’s always a cost to things.”
A cost that his dear friend paid a decade ago — one he will not allow another student to pay.
She didn't look offended. The stares were something she had gotten used to. It was a thing she told herself were bound to happen, the way her flesh looked abnormal, a scar that was more of a reminder of what happens when people in high places abuse their power and let their greed blind them.
It makes her stomach twist just thinking about it all over again but she doesn't let it show. Instead, her hands reach for her drink again and she downs it in one go without thinking too much about it. The alcohol calmed her nerves, washed away the unease that settled deep within her bones as she lets out a slow exhale and turns her attention to him, completely focused.
"If you didn't think it was a good idea, you wouldn't be here, right?" She asks with a hint of a tease in her tone along with a small smile on her face. "There's always a price for something, unfortunately..." That was the harsh truth of this world, the only thing everyone knew they couldn't avoid no matter how much they wanted to.
He tried to live a normal life, that's more than most would've done. That normality didn't work out, it wasn't meant for him so it seems. For a long period of time she didn't say anything; allowing the silence to mull over them, thoughts clouding judgment or whatever else was on their minds.
Her fingers brushed over the scar, causing internal recoil, a self centered disgust that she hid but her body screamed out to stop touching it.
"Have you talked to Satoru about it?" She asks, tilting her head to the side, wondering what their colleague thought about his sudden return to a life there was no crawling out of once you've dipped your hands in blood.
gonna be a bit more active on here since my other blog is undergoing graphic maintenance since my moot is doing my commissions/we're yapping about commission plans & since im free of class today im gonna get started on starter calls & drafts !!
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UTAHIME SHOOK HER HEAD. A soft laugh escapes her lips, she's standing across from him, her jeans were covered and coated in flower from dusting them off one too many times. She invited him to come over for the evening, to take some time off to actually relax for once instead of stressing over... everything.
"Far from it." She says, lips tugging into a half smile. The conversation had drifted into something more somber maybe because she had drank a little too much but it didn't seem to matter now, it was too late to shift the topic and she had been wondering what made him come back to something where it living to see your hair turn grey was rare.
Her hand reached out to dust some of the white powder off he managed to get on his clothes and handed him the baking pan that had fresh unbaked cookies neatly lined up. "You're learning, that's all that matters."
She could've been talking about one of two things; the fact she was teaching him how to make cookies or the fact he dropped his normal life for this hellscape where curses tore apart nearly everything and everyone, maybe it was both.
"I mean—when's the last time you've sat down and really took the time to relax?" She asks, opening the oven, taking the pan from him and sliding it in before closing it. The teacher reaches for her phone and sets a timer, 15 minutes should be fine, plenty of time to spend this time to get lost in conversation and whatever else he wanted advice on or something to talk about.
“listen here, GRANNY! i may be a ma’am, but at least im youthful!” kana sticked her tongue out at her ELDER
"Granny? Oh please."
She wasn't even old enough to be considered a grandmother! Hell she looked just as youthful! Kana had some nerve! So much for a peaceful outing! All because she laughed a little—maybe a lot...
But, it was funny! Can you really sit here and blame her for finding it entertaining? No! Not at all!
okay im gonna go tend to my assignment and some class stuff then do more drafts/get to bothering new moots and toss stuff into inboxes for them and probably play the witcher 3 and go get my ass beat on gwent, sighh
The hum in her response sounded deadpan; devoid of any natural affection she might've had if he weren't such a nuisance toward her or a constant pain in her side that she couldn't get rid of no matter how hard she tried. Hell, even ignoring him didn't work. "Mhm..."
Nothing would satisfy her more than smacking the smug grin off his face, especially once she shut the door and turned around to face him, taking notice of the fact his uniform wasn't remotely wet, not even close. Bastard.
"I should've made you stay outside, you're not even soaked from the rain!" Of course he wasn't, why would he be? Utahime was talking to him like a first time pet owner with a puppy who did more damage than listen. The day Satoru ever let go of his infinity around her of all people would be the day nobody would ever forget.
Her annoyance diminished but it was barely noticeable. She had been wondering the same thing. Why bother to pair them together when he can take care of it himself? What was the exact point of her being here?
"I..." The words are lost on her, she couldn't figure out why. "I don't really know." If anything, the higher ups more than likely did it on purpose just to mess with her. Satoru is her own personal hell and it took very little to get on her nerves when he was around.
the snicker that comes from satoru is too fast for him to catch -- not that he necessarily would have, even if he could. he is trying to be nice . . . or, nice-ish, but it is hard not to laugh when every little thing he does seems to get under her skin. he snaps himself out of it, though, and focuses on the conversation at hand -- he started it, after all; it would make no sense not to follow it through.
❝ so they didn't give you any hints either, huh? ❞ he taps his chin with his thumb, thinking over the information they were provided on this spirit. supposedly, it has an interesting ability and somewhat unusual intelligence, but does that warrant both of them? maybe they think her ability will be essential here, but satoru still cannot imagine being unable to handle a grade one.
❝ hm, maybe they think it's going to be re-categorized as a special grade, ❞ he murmurs contemplatively. ❝ or maybe . . . ❞
it might also be that he needs to be out of the way for something . . . but that is the pessimistic view of it.
❝ well, never mind that now. we'll take it out in the morning, and that will be that. ❞
Of course, the higher ups wouldn't give her a modicum hint of what they were doing here, or why they were here in the first place.
Somewhere between the conversation that she was surprisingly somewhat calm during, she sat down in a nearby chair, tired of standing. Her attention was half on the loud presence in the room and on the possibility of what could've been ranging from a special grade to a low grade that was still causing enough trouble for both of them to be called out here.
Utahime shook her head at his question, knuckles digging into the soft skin of her cheek, one leg idly swinging back and forth. "When do they ever tell me anything?"
While the question was meant to be rhetorical, it was also a little true to some capacity. They barely tell her anything, which didn't come as much of a surprise. They never really thought of her as anything more than semi-grade one material and probably less than that, considering the scar on her face.
"If it's easier," She starts messing with some random object on the table, some pen that's been here for who knows how long, her full attention on him rather than anywhere else in the room, the storm raging on, lighting flashing, thunder rolling. "Then tomorrow, you can deal with it on your own and I'll... stay here and work on the report."
It was probably for the best that way, anyhow. She's been told time and time again she wasn't necessarily cut out for the front lines, might as well be somewhat true.
i crawled out of whatever grave i was in (again) and will be far more active again (on both blogs) or will try to be at least! i'm probably going to clean out drafts and be picky about what i respond to and just toss them in queue i think i was also experiencing major burn out but hello im back for good :D
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FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other
i honestly was going to leave a looot of these blank because i wasn't really sure! but however if there's striked out stuff you see and you're like aw damn i would've loved to see where that went pls lmk and i'd be willing to talk about it!! :D most of the ones in bold i had in uta's college verse in mind but i have discord if you wanna plot stuff and talk more about their dynamic!!!
over a year ago, i made this meme & since then, it’s blown up. so, over a year later — i thought i would make a new one. so here it is, after several requests & a pile of brains, THE PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2
send me a ✿ and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other
activity is def plummeting bc i've been so deep into playing for honor and apex i just (´。＿。｀) i do feel bad but im also just feeling sorta unmotivated in terms of writing and don't wanna force myself to write when the urge isnt there, dropping my disc under the cut if you plan on adding pls lmk beforehand so i dont accidentally reject it!
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His audacity to question her demand was worth the eye roll she allowed to happen. He was the problem here and she wasn't afraid to remind him of such, the anger was rolling off her in waves, still not making much of an effort to move. Easy to tease and torment or not, locking him out had been a final straw!
A scoff left her lips when he claimed he might've been mean to her lately. Better than not acknowledging at all, she mentally guesses. "Yes actually, you have—" Here she thought the universe was going to be on her side but there he goes... opening his mouth again and making the situation worse.
"You can't handle all that much." The nerve. She let's out an exhale that sounded more like an offended laugh. He could not be serious right now.
The urge to slam the door in his face was there, front and center but she wasn't as rude as him, she actually had a human heart unlike someone.
"Whatever..." Instead of doing what was very much the better choice in this scenario, she steps to the side and lets him in, wondering why he didn't just keep himself dry when he had the ability to negate literally everything.
there is an instant there where satoru thinks she might really slam the door in his face. he seems to sense the intent, but it disappears as quickly as it had appeared. not that he is particularly afraid of her at any given time, but it can still be a little scary when she gets like this. things get thrown. doors get slammed. they never hit him, but still . . .
❝ thanks. ❞ there is a grin on his face as he walks past her into the entryway. he tilts his neck to the side, cracking it, and then stretches his arms over his head. the astute observer may notice that he is not, despite the rain, wet whatsoever. no, he is remarkably dry, thanks to limitless.
he speaks again, but this time, the levity seems to diminish -- his question is a genuine one.
❝ say, utahime . . . why do you think they sent us together on this mission? if it's a grade one, i can definitely take care of it myself. ❞
The hum in her response sounded deadpan; devoid of any natural affection she might've had if he weren't such a nuisance toward her or a constant pain in her side that she couldn't get rid of no matter how hard she tried. Hell, even ignoring him didn't work. "Mhm..."
Nothing would satisfy her more than smacking the smug grin off his face, especially once she shut the door and turned around to face him, taking notice of the fact his uniform wasn't remotely wet, not even close. Bastard.
"I should've made you stay outside, you're not even soaked from the rain!" Of course he wasn't, why would he be? Utahime was talking to him like a first time pet owner with a puppy who did more damage than listen. The day Satoru ever let go of his infinity around her of all people would be the day nobody would ever forget.
Her annoyance diminished but it was barely noticeable. She had been wondering the same thing. Why bother to pair them together when he can take care of it himself? What was the exact point of her being here?
"I..." The words are lost on her, she couldn't figure out why. "I don't really know." If anything, the higher ups more than likely did it on purpose just to mess with her. Satoru is her own personal hell and it took very little to get on her nerves when he was around.
