#I LOVE A TRAUMATISED SORCERER
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Ik i already sent a request to you but.. once you said you’re also accepting JJK requests. I just had to. I hope you dont mind this
Ok so im not into JJK as much as i am into Genshin and HSR and all but im aware of season 1 plot and some of season 2. But can i request Gojo and Geto with an underclassmen who they have a sibling like relationship die and came back as a curse spirit? (While this request have them together, you can make them seperate if you want)
Here the context:
So the reader is a year below Gojo and Geto. After some time since you guys met, the two of them sees the reader as their cute little sibling and in return the reader sees them as their cool big brothers. All was fine until the reader died from a mission. How did the reader die? They dont know. Both of them werent told how the reader died but if there’s one thing they were sure of, the reader wasnt killed by Jujutsu. Because what other explanations do they have when they see you come back as a vengeful spirit? A vengeful spirit they need to take out.
So in the JJK wiki, it is said that “Sorcerers must also be killed with Jujutsu or they can become a vengeful cursed spirit after death” Which makes a very good angsty sceanrio dont you think?
Hope you have a great day/night!
- Flower Anon 🌸
Hey there, Flower anon!! I absolutely love this idea, and thank you very much for the tasty angst. I've been itching to write some jjk angst, haha. Also, regarding your other request for the second part to the Lyney x reader one-shot, just know that I will make it in a separate post to your ask due to formatting issues! But either way, I hope you meanwhile enjoy this!<33
Content: Heavy angst, platonic relationships, Geto is deeply depressed, Gojo is in denial, hurt/no comfort, reader is a year younger than both of them, vague descriptions of readers death, mentions of blood/injuries, vague descriptions of jjk canon violence, sfw
Reader has no set pronouns!
Inspired by the song "Death" by Melanie Martinez
((Not fully proofread))
Back from the dead.
At first, you appeared in the flickers of lights, in the corners of mirrors, in the shadows casted by trees and their own bodies, in reflections of windows and water, in gruesome, awful dreams.
And then you began being there in larger ways. You'd stand behind them, follow them around, no matter where they went, no matter where they looked, you were right there.
It was easy to ignore you at first, act like you didn't exist, like you were just a part of their traumatised, exhausted imagination. When was the last time they had slept properly? Perhaps the day before your funeral. Your face was plastered everywhere, a smile gracing it like it always did, an excited, pure one for a sorcerer. But there was nothing to be excited about anymore.
Maybe that's why you looked so sad now, as you stood in front of them in this classroom that was reserved for people a year older than you'll ever be.
Suguru wondered if you felt guilty for taking the color of their world away with you when you died.
"You know... denial never suited you, 'toru." You whispered quietly to Satoru, breaking this suffocating silence at last. Your body leaned against the desk a row in front of him. It all felt so casual, as though everything was perfectly fine. You never left. You simply came back a little different.
This was the first thing you've ever said since you've come back, Suguru then solemnly realised in his depressive haze. He nearly didn't hear you and wished he hadn't either. Your voice sounded distorted, like it didn't belong to you at all. But it was still you... wasn't it?
The only visible sign that Satoru meanwhile had even heard you was in a stutter of his hands that in turn messed up his text to Shoko again. He took a deep breath and exhaled shakily. What was he even texting her for again? Maybe for help? For a way out? "I'm seeing things again, Shoko. They're talking now." That's what your colorless eyes could read off his broken phone screen, which made you frown a little. You knew he'd never want to upset you. But he never wanted to face you again. Not like this.
It was so unlike him too, wasn't it? He hadn't been the same for a while now.
It was late in the afternoon by then, the orange hue filtering into the empty classroom through the blinds. An awfully nostalgic feeling that was now filled with tense bitterness. A past filled with laughter and joking now seemingly disappearing into the smoke of the burning incense sticks nearby.
Neither of them had said a single word for the entire duration of your little "hang out" session. Suguru simply leaned his head against his palm, gaze turned to a far away point in the darkening horizon outside, as the sun bid it's last warm goodbye. He took a deep breath, words shaky and filled with a deep exhaustion, not even his dear best friend could ever come close to feeling.
"Let him be... he'll come around eventually." The blackhaired boy muttered back to you, not bothering to look at your bloody, dead form anymore. He had come to terms with it a while ago. Or at least, visibly, he has.
Gojo just took a little longer in accepting your death, is all. Neither of them really knew who was handling the situation worse.
"Who are you talking to, Suguru?" There it was again, the odd denial the white-haired teen had drowned himself in. You never thought that he'd be the one to end up like this. You figured that Suguru would've had it harder, but perhaps this was just one of the many new things you've learned as a spirit. "Stop it, Satoru... you're not helping with any of this. It's just... making things worse." Gojo's teasing smile twitched, his head turning to look at his friend before he seemed to slowly deflate into his seat. You probably could only imagine how red and puffy his eyes were behind the sunglasses he refused to take off nowadays.
But in a way, you must've also understood why he was this way. How couldn't you?
Your death was untimely, unexplainable. No one knew what happened, and your body was never found either. One day, you were absolutely excited about going on a mission with your two favorite seniors, four hours later, you were missing, and a week later, you were declared as dead. The only proof they really had was a piece of your bloody uniform floating in a river nearby where the mission was supposed to take place. Other than that, there was no trace of anything else regarding you.
Suguru wished they would've at least had something to bury you with. Your casket was empty. And Satoru was ashamed to admit that he dared open the lid in a desperate attempt to see if you were in there after all. Just hiding, waiting to jump out and scare him. But seeing nothing made him break.
Everything got worse when you reappeared as this, however. A vengeful spirit that simply followed the both of them everywhere. You were relentless. And yet, neither of them could ever find a single trace of anger on you. Their guilt was heavy enough to make up for it, though.
It didn't help that Satoru refused to talk about it, even when they knew what they had to do. You only ever appeared around them, and both of them had made the unspoken decision to deal with you themselves. They felt like they had caused your death indirectly. The what if's kept piling up higher and higher until it eventually brought them here.
They thought that they were finally ready to move on, but oh, how wrong they were. It was so hard to see you as a simple spirit to exercise when you still looked like yourself most of the time. It just got bad when you looked dead. They couldn't hide behind their excuses and delusions when you looked like this.
Time ticked on and the silence was deafening again. You leaned in close to Satoru, glossy eyes staring into his side profile. "Stop ignoring me. I know what you're here for." You hummed, face devoid of any emotion. But the constant dripping of the blood that poured out of your nose and lips made Gojo close his eyes for a second longer and gulp down the painful lump in his throat. It was childish, absolutely stupid. But maybe... if he acted like you weren't there like always... then you wouldn't be. You were just a hallucination, surely. Neither of them had slept or eaten properly in months. He just had to pray that you'll go away, finally find the peace you were looking for.
But when he opened his eyes and you were still there, he just bit his lip. He couldn't take any of this anymore.
"Tell them to go away, Suguru. Please." "So you're finally done pretending now?" The blackhaired male asked, glancing back at his friend for the first time in hours. The great Satoru Gojo. The strongest of them all. Now reduced to nothing more than a miserable teen at your death. It would've been funny if he wasn't actually losing it right now.
Suguru shook his head at the lack of response before getting out of his chair and standing over the white-haired sorcerer. "Let's go outside." He said, not waiting for the other to agree before pushing past you. Or rather through you. He shoved his hands into his pockets to hide this really was for him. As expected, however, he heard Satoru's footsteps following behind him with ease. Typical.
The walk was silent and rather aimless. Neither of them knew where they were going. But their subconsciousness seemed to know. Suguru's body felt heavy, like he was dragging and fighting himself with every next step he took. He felt uneven and unbalanced. Like he'll fall over and break apart at any moment, and he doubted Satoru would be able to glue him together with shaky hands and teary eyes.
Geto pulled a hand through his black hair, strands unkempt and messy as they fell down hus shoulders. He caught a glance at his face in a mirror, the dark circles, even darker eyes staring back at him near accusingely. The anger and festering hate hidden under a thick layer of sadness.
"They weren't killed by a sorcerer." He suddenly said when they arrived at the schools courtyard. Satoru glanced at him, frowning a little. "Why does it matter now?" He asked, yet his best friend didn't bother answering. Why should he bother when the white-haired male was unwilling to wake up to reality. Instead, he stared at the Sakura trees filling the area, the ones you loved the most. And as expected, you stood right under them.
Your hands were clasped behind your back, smile so gentle and serene, that it made it look like you were simply waiting on them as always. And in a way, you were indeed doing so. Geto was thankful that your consciousness was strong enough for you to realise what was going to happen next. "Can you do it, Satoru?" He whispered, voice so soft, that it made Gojo actually consider it for a moment. But despite always having prided himself in being the strongest, he just stood still. Suguru couldn't help but smile tiredly at him. Perhaps the other boy would be happy about this if his smile didn't seem so bitter and exhausted. Like it took up all of his energy to force the corner of his lips to go up.
"I think they are the one thing I could never exorcize." "I'm glad you're being honest... I can't do it either." The two boys approached the empty bench next to your form before simply sitting down. There was a large gap between them, one reserved for you.
Your smile stretched wider as you took their silent offer of defeat and took a seat as well.
Gojo tensed when you leaned your head against his shoulder, a familiar melody leaving your lips. Suguru leaned his arms on his knees and listened to you, eyes closing with a tired sigh. Perhaps playing pretend was easier. Perhaps you were never meant to leave them in the first place. Maybe one day someone would free them from you, someone who was stronger, someone who wasn't ever going to be them.
You were back from the dead, and they figured it was better than you having left them for good.
If only they could ignore the mangled state of your body too.
Alright, I'm sorry this took so long! I also don't think it's that good, but I hope you like it anyway, Flower Anon! I've been super busy with work and everything else going on in my life, so I'm glad to post anything at this point. Anyhow, thank you again for this great request!<33
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The issue i have with the whole “if Gojo took notice and helped Suguru it could have been avoided” is not even putting all responsibility on another equally as traumatised teenager
But the fact that it is not how depression and trauma works? You can have supportive friends trying to drag you out of the slump but until you actually accept help and ask for it and conciously try to heal, it doesn’t matter because you are still in the slump and they physically cannot be there with you holding you from falling at every our of the day. Like im sorry its just not how all that shit works. Its not his fault he is in this situation, but to heal you do need to ask for help and be willing to work for it. Therapy is work and it takes a long time, and medication is also not solving all your problems, not even mentioning how hard it is to get the combination that works for you specifically
Personally, I very much think someone should take the higher ups by the balls because whay they were doing to them is straight up child exploitation and sorcerers should have at least a union or smh idk. It is marginally better with Gojo as the teacher and also the reason he’s trying to fix it with intense effort and time and like minded people which is unironically going somewhere, like we see progress even if Gojo can be quite questionable as a teacher sometimes
I just feel like its pretty naive to think that Geto’s condition would have immediately improved if Gojo was giving him more attention, at max it would have delayed the inevitable. Its all consequences of literal exploitation, which leads to constant exhaustion, which also isnt helped by the fact that Suguru wasnt born in a clan and hes not coping well with this unusual world. Unfortunately, love cant reallg heal your depressed ass (god i wish)
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Would you consider the making a fic where the Kusozu Brothers react to Canon or meeting canon?
I'd just like to sincerely apologise for how long this took, I truly am so sorry. I started writing as soon as you sent this, and went through about seven drafts before I realised that I'm really not good enough to write ten characters meeting alternate versions of themselves-- so I hope you'll accept Sukuna's Exploits in Canon and the headcanons beneath the cut!
Choso
Choso hates almost everyone in canon.
He hates the coach from episode 1;
"Why is he, as a schoolteacher, blackmailing students, making bets with them and changing what club you signed up for??? CREEP!
Megumi,
"Why does he have to be in this?"
Sorcerers,
"EXECUTED?!"
Gojo,
"IN HIS BASEMENT??????"
Nobara,
"You're not an idiot, Otouto, don't listen to her."
Junpei,
"If he just listened to you (Yuuji) he wouldn't have traumatised you by dying!"
Todo,
Now at first he liked Todo. He knows that's Yuki's younger brother for one, and on top of that the first thing Todo does is try to beat Megumi half to death
"Omg I love that kid."
When Yuuji and Todo fight, things start to slip a bit..
"I like that kid way less now."
And when Todo calls Yuuji brother.......
"I hate that kid now. Who does he think he is? I'm your big brother. Not him. You already have Eso, why do you need another tall, tan, muscular brother??"
Yuuji: Well--
Sukuna: Well nothing, whip me out, I'll show him whose 'buraza' you are.
Choso likes Nanami though.
When his brothers are like "??? Just like that?" he goes:
"I liked it when he said that Yuuji's the child and he's the adult. It seems like, though he;s endeared by Yuuji, he still maintains and appropriate and professional distance with him. And he's protecting you two (Sukuna and Yuuji) while we're off doing whatever it is we're doing.
Which begs the question! What are they doing?
When the death paintings are introduced, Choso is excited! And then the fight happens. Way less excited.
If they were watching JJK as a tv show, this is where Choso stops watching. They can try to make him come back all they like, Choso is NOT standing for it. Even if they get him to watch s2, as soon as he sees Gojo he's leaving.
If they made him see himself... I think he'd break the TV as soon as he struck Yuuji for the first time
And if they showed him his final scene, I think he'd weep in relief. And be excited that Yuki rocked up!
Eso
For the whole of season one, he's waiting for his debut.
"This is so boring when do we show up?"
"Imagine if Yuuji left us back in Sendai."
"If I were there Junpei would've lived. Just saying."
"UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"Bring me in I'll shut Sukuna up."
BUT! There are some highlights for him. Such as:
Nanami.
Eso, licking his lips: You reckon he's (Nanamin's) ever been outta the country?
Yuuji: Eso-nii you are NOT fucking my train bestie.
Eso: "I'll take you to Malaysia baby."
Megumi!
During the fight with Todo he's cheering him on hard out.
"Yeah get him Megumi!! Finish summoning whatever that is, I've been seeing it! Actually do it this time! 4th time's the charm! Beat his ass!!" (It's his Mahoraga fists)
Other than that, it's been a dull watch for him.
Until they appear!:
Eso: FINALLY!
Kechizu: it’s us!!!!!! Niichan why do you look like you haven’t slept in 100 years
Sukuna: Wdym, he looks the exact same
Yuuji: I hate to say it, Choso-nii, but… he’s right.
Choso: They’re not that bad.. (pulls out his phone to check)
Choso:
Choso: Oh.
Eso: Hey wait, why are we asking why Niisan looks like that, when we should be asking..
Kechizu: Shut up
Eso: Why YOU look like THAT
Yuuji: Ooooo I love the body horror
Kechizu: !!? BODY HORROR!
Sukuna: He looks cooler than you do.
Yuuji: I look the same though?
Sukuna: yeah exactly
And when the Yuuji and Nobara vs Eso and Kechizu fight starts:
Eso: Oooooooou we’re gonna fight, Yuu-chan! Money’s on me, this protag’s been winning too many fights lately
Kechizu: His friend literally just died. And Todo beat him up.
Eso: Still, in the end everything was fine. I’m sure once Yuuji uses his ‘I’m your brother’ cursed technique, we’ll stop fighting and everything will be A-OK!
Sukuna: Yuuji should use my power to put you down like the dog you are
Eso: Your reputation couldn’t handle how hard I’d whoop your ass
And when it ends:
Eso, mouth open, jaw dropped, flies coming out, pissed: It’s rigged. It’s rigged! I would 100% win a fight against Yuuji, and I’ll prove it right now
Unfortunately for him, by this point Yuuji is too busy being cradled by a wildly sobbing Choso.
He does NOT want to watch the show after he dies. But when he hears Gojo gets sealed and Choso's gonna show up, he makes a concession for those episodes.
Eso: Gayest death scene in the whole show, tops Junpei's by miles.
Yuuji: He's not even dead!!!!
Now he insists he won't watch till Choso's on, but when he sees Nanami's new look... Let's just say he's sat for Dull Knife.
Eso: Yuuji I love you. I love you so much. You're my babiest of brothers. I'll always love you. But for fucks sake you did NOT deserve to be the one to meet Nanami out of all of us!!!
Yuuji: ?! Kechizu did too?!
Eso: And I'm still pissed NEITHER of you introduced him to me. Like?????? Have you seen the man???????????????? When he gets back from Malaysia he'll literally be my ideal type. I hate you two.
Eso: --and so, not only would it be neglect, but it would also be legally wrong of you not to introduce him to me.
Yuuji: NO!
Eso: AND HIS NAME IS:::: ZENIN TOJIIII! (John Cena theme plays from his phone)
Yuuji: You HATED him! You hated him before this!
Eso: And now for the purposes of the show I love him! Uncle-in-law!
Kechizu: Wow… I really should’ve remembered Nanami, huh?
Yuuji: ENOUGH!
Sukuna: Brat, even you can admit he’s hot. Look how they drew him. It’s softcore porn, beatdown edition.
Eso: Hey do you have his phone number?
Yuuji: NO!
Choso: Good.
Eso: I’ll come with you to and from school next time. I should thank him.
Yuuji: BACK!!! OFF!!!
Kechizu: Yeah! Leave some for the rest of us!
Yuuji and Choso: NO!
Kechizu: I thought you liked him, Oniichan!
Choso: Well yes, but…
Sukuna: Don’t tell me your type is blonds…
Choso: I only like the one blonde…… Maybe a second one now, but–
Yuuji: CAN EVERYONE STOP HITTING ON NANAMIN?
And then Choso's episode!!:
Contrary to everyone else in the room, Eso's enjoying himself.
Eso: AND THEN HIT HIM WITH THE RIGHT HOOK! AND THEN SUPERNOVA HIM! AND THEN DIVERGENT FIST TO THE STOMACH! AND THEN SLICE HIM WITH A BLOOD BLADE! AND THEN--
By the middle-end area he quietens down out of respect for the... Mourners.
Choso, crying, can’t watch his fight scene: JUST REALISE!!! IT CAN’T BE THAT HARD!!! I HAVE A BLOOD TECHNIQUE!!!!!!!!
Sukuna: YUUJI! USE ME! WHIP! ME! OUT! YUUJI FOR FUCKS SAKES–!
Kechizu: DON’T HIT HIM HE’S JUST A BABY!!!!!! YOUR BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Eso, visibly disturbed: I think you should all step out for a minute...
As soon as he gets the sense that Nanami's about to die, he leaves.
Eso: I'm not watching that shit! Call me when Niisan gets back.
Kechizu
tries to cover the twins' eyes when there's violence
it doesn't work because, in the beginning, show!Sukuna IS the violence
Very vocally dislikes Gojo, always takes an issue with whatever he has to say or do.
Kechizu: 'ten seconds' what a creep. Sukuna'll teach him a lesson when he gets all his fingers back.
Kechizu: Executed??? What a pushover! If he's so powerful he should just kill the higher ups.
As soon as Kamo Noritoshi's name is said during the sexchange event arc, Kechizu is piping up
Kechizu: DAD???????
He's 100% convinced their father has been deaged and put into the Kyoto school
Cries when Eso dies, but is willing to watch the rest of the show because Yuuji and Sukuna are in it!
(lives to regret that^)
Interestingly enough, though, he enjoys the hidden inventory arc
cheers when Toji sells Megumi and kills Gojo, but when Kusozu Sukuna defends Geto, suddenly he has an issue with mr Fushiguro and 'see, Yuuji, this is why you need to break up with that boy'
when Sukuna starts killing people in Shibuya (indirectly after the first few kills since he's fighting Jogo), Kechizu spends 90% of the episode defending him
Kechizu: they should've just moved if they didn't want to get exterminated! What's stopping them?!
Sukuna: I'm saying!
Yuuji: THE BARRIER!
Chokes on his snacks when he sees the flashback to Kamo Noritoshi, points at the screen wildly and concocts the most batshit insane theory that Choso and Eso (who are no longer watching at this point) believe wholeheartedly
Kechizu: So you see, Dad must have a duplicate technique that requires a brainswap, and he's clearly split his consciousness between Kemo Noritoshi and Geto's body, and so he was the real mole this whole time. Ignore that puppet kid in the bath, he's a decoy.
Choso: I see
Eso: It's all coming together
Yuuji: ?????????????
Sukuna, lying: You're so right. I see it now. Are you sure you didn't write the show yourself, Keke Akusotami?
When Yuki pulls up he's the only brother other than Choso that's happy to see her
Kechizu: OH THANK FUCK! GET THEM YUKI!!!!!!!
Sukuna
Endlessly entertained by himself at first
His favourite line is Show!Sukuna's very first words: "WHERE ARE THE WOMEN? THE CHILDREN?!"
It took him 15 minutes to stop laughing and another 10 to actually process what else was going on in the show
During the prison episode he's still kind of amused when Show!Kuna just straight up kills Yuuji. The only things that irk him are:
Sukuna: I don't like how I'm lookin at Fushiguro right now.
Sukuna: 'show me something special' he doesn't have anything special
Sukuna: Why couldn't I have killed all three of them??
Doesn't like Nanami. He doesn't hate him or anything, he just has no interest in him.
(Secretly, he's been holding a grudge ever since Nanami said he didn't acknowledge Yuuji as a sorcerer)
When Junpei dies, Sukuna feels kind of bad, but only because Kusozu Yuuji is crying so hard
Sukuna: I wouldn’t laugh like that if he died. Not in front of you. Probably in private. Maybe at the funeral. If you ran off crying. Or if you didn’t then I’d do it silently. This is just overkill, really. Ha, overkill. Get it? Cause he got killed… Over top of you. But yeah I wouldn’t laugh in your face, that's crazy. Like you are now. Cause your friend’s de–
Eso: Bro..
Kechizu: Sukuna-kun I think you made your point!!
After that he's less eager to see himself.
But he still insists Yuuji "whip him out" every time there's trouble. Like when he's being bullied by the Tokyo school for coming back from the dead; fighting Todo, Hanami, making eye contact with Gojo-- all worthy of the wrath of the king of curses
When the death painting arc starts::
Eso: Oooooooou we’re gonna fight, Yuu-chan! Money’s on me, this protag’s been winning too many fights lately
Kechizu: His friend literally just died. And Todo beat him up.
Eso: Still, in the end everything was fine. I’m sure once Yuuji uses his ‘I’m your brother’ cursed technique, we’ll stop fighting and everything will be A-OK!
Sukuna: Yuuji should use my cursed technique to put you down like the dog you are
Eso: Your reputation couldn’t handle how hard I’d whoop your ass
But by the time the arc is ending, Sukuna is getting a liiiiitle, small, tiny, teensy bit sad. Mostly because Kechizu is bawling his eyes out.
Sticks around for the next arc! All the Kusozu brothers leave after the first five minutes, unwilling to watch anymore, leaving only Sukuna and Yuuji. But first::
Choso: Why do we have to see this irrelevant’s lifestory? (Gojo’s)
Eso: This perv again..
Kechizu: I hope his boyfriend dies.
Sukuna: That’s dark. Not me. That’s sensei right there. I hope his girl friend dies.
Yuuji: She doesn’t die you idiot she’s literally in season 1
Sukuna: And season 1 comes before season 2, I’m not the idiot here.
Yuuji:
Hidden Inventory becomes Sukuna's favourite arc pretty quickly! It only loses its spot when Megumi appears at the end
Eso: GET HIM TOJI!!! YES!!!!!!!
Yuuji: You guys are just doing it to irritate me at this point, ‘cause there’s no way you hate him this much
Kechizu: HE DID IT!!!! HE KILLED HIM!!!!!!
Yuuji: You know he comes back, right??
Sukuna: SHUT UP BUZZKILL WE’RE TRYING TO SAVOUR THE MOMENT!
Yuuji: Choso-nii why are you pausing…
Choso: (takes a picture of Gojo’s ‘dead’ body)
Yuuji:
Hates the filler ep, wants to get back to the killing people part, that was his favourite
He's excited for the Shibuya incident, so much so that he almost doesn't notice he hasn't spoken a single word all season
He's hurling abuse at the TV during the choso vs yuuji ep, but then again he's hurling abuse at the TV no matter what episode is playing
He's convinced that if Show!Yuuji just gives him control, everything will be fine!
(He's wrong. He's so deeply wrong.)
Has the time of his life during the Sukuna takeover eps
Actually giggled (half of it was out of shock!) when Nanako and Mimiko got killed (HE WOULD! I'M SORRY BUT HE WOULD!!
Does a victory lap around the room during the Jogo fight
Sukuna: GET HIM! SLICE HIM AGAIN! FUCK THE DOCOMO TOWER! FUCK THOSE CARS! THAT'S WHAT IM TALKIN ABOUT!!!!!! NOW HIT HIM WITH THE-- what the fuck-- WHAT THE FUCK! FUUGA?!?!?! FUUGA!!!!!!!!
Sukuna: Why am I saving Fushiguro again? He's the one who decided to kill himself, how is that my problem??
He only calms down a bit once Show!Yuuji comes back and has a breakdown.
Pretends to be totally unaffected but secretly presses his knee to Yuuji's
Sukuna: all that and I still didn't get Kenjaku? Really?
Yuuji: Who's Kenjaku???
Sukuna, who got bored after his eps and looked up spoilers to pass the time: ...........
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Hello! Intro Post
Hi, so I’ve been hanging around for a while now, but I have recently started posting more so I have decided to write an intro.
I currently go by Tai, I am non-binary. (they/them) and I write and draw.
Current WIPs
Scenes
Memory and death
Lore stuff
Magic Systems
The history of the runes
The death realms
Languages
Maps
-Laith’Emeris 1
-Laith’Emeris 2
-30BD map
Paeliae - Magic politician
A mage living in the period when the god vs mages war starts. (8 BD, before dissolution) He is a politician, despite having no patience for the ages old elvish mages who currently run the council. He is obsessed with leaving a lasting legacy even if that means dying today. As such he is vehemently against the concept of immortality, During the war he helps negotiate with the gods to come to a truce.
27, He/Him.
Tyro - Traumatised Sorcerer
lives in the modern day (about 1500 PD, post-dissolution). They have recently escaped from the abusive cult that adopted them as a child, with their adoptive brother Apollo. They are a sorcerer, so have born magic, but also we’re taught to use runes by the cult. They never used them because of trauma but they could if they wanted to. They are currently running from the cult and trying not to be noticed by the government, who take in all sorcerer children so they can have a monopoly on magic. They have found a family in some other sorcerers living in an abandoned manor outside the city. 17, They/them
Apollo - adopted older brother of Tyro.
He took care of them and the others in the cult, despite being abused severely himself. Despite the trauma he is a very powerful runic. He is currently being attacked by, and looking for other cults like the one he was adopted into to help other children like him. 21, He/They
Ez and Rin (149 BD)- The gay bois, who definitely don’t start the apocalypse.
Ez (short for Ezemhaziel) is the god of refined magic. He falls in love with Rin when he is researching to create the runes. He is somewhat of a Prometheus figure, as he brings the first magic to mortals by teaching Rin.
Rin is a gardener working for one of the altic kings, who equally loves Ez for his magic and creativity.
Ez and Rin end up working on the runes together. The other gods get mad that Ez gave magic to a mortal, and they let the mortals murder Rin. Ez is mad. This will spiral and cause the start of the godly war, which then ushers in the godly mages war, where 3/4 of all mages die and the gods are removed from the world.
Daimion and Marsh - the regretful and the merry murderer
Daimion and marsh grew up together being trained for an elite military unit, which they both got into. While in the unit they are ordered to fire on civilians and they do it, but later Daimion regrets killing innocents and leaves the unit without notice. He goes on to find the daughter of one of the people he murdered that day and the woman who has been taking care of her. He protects them fiercely and tries to make up for what he did. Marsh however, fully commits to the ‘I kill people as a job, I might as well enjoy it’ and ends up being so recklessly violent that he is imprisoned in the highest security jail in the country, which he later breaks out of to commit a massacre, then returns to his cell like nothing happened. This occurs a couple of times until Daimion has to go get him.
Just a brief overview of some of the things I am currently working on. I plan to post more about the magic systems and historical events of the world. I also post maps.
Feel free to ask me about this, and tag me in questions!
Thanks for visiting, feel free to stick around <3
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i love the idea of a durge wild magic sorcerer, if sorcerer is fun to play for you I think you should go for it.
your gith durge backstory is also soooo smart, I've been putting off writing mine cause I thought I couldn't make it work, with canon durge backstory kinda clashing with growing up in a crèche. you really nailed making it all believable!
i did switch her to sorceror and i enjoyed it so far! although i immediately pointlessly blew all my sorcery points for the day rip...
and thank u!! :) i like thinking abt it... it really punches in the horror when you look at lae’zel and the society this harsh warrior comes from and the starting point of your character is that those guys thought there was something deeply fucking wrong with you. and i do want the horror on both sides; the experience of being a child punished for something wrong with you that you can’t control or understand, and the experience the githyanki must’ve had, of looking into the eyes of one of these children you’ve raised and knowing somewhere in your hindbrain that this isn’t one of them, that you’ve let a wolf creep in among the lambs. did somebody love siinvi enough to try to help her? did somebody love the other children enough to try to get rid of her? who knows!
gith durge voice what is growing up in a crèche issues 🙄 just traumatise ur sa’varsh back
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looked thru my old characters again and now im wondering whod wanna rp with them, so im gonna pick a few out and give brief backstories
YOUNG INDUSTRIES (A former rp I did)
Description: Evil guy Seth kidnaps innocents and experiments on them, no one could ever escape.
Lets start with the characters from the Abyss, the Abyss was where the inmates who angered Seth/were dangerous were. there was the upper and lower parts of the Abyss, ill specify what each character was.
Oliver (Green eyed) and Alvirum (demonic). Oliver was to be a sacrifice, but ended up possessed by a young demon, and their souls were bonded. Oliver is mostly in control, although when threatened Alvirun takes over. Olivers mostly sweet but Alviruns mocking. They count as 11. Upper levels of the abyss.
Annie. hahaha fucking shit was she hot- Shes some sort of angelic type being, crossed with a siren. Shes a fucking jerk. I love her. Upper levels.
I loved Rax but he didnt go well with the industries. Condescending but flirty vampiric asshole. he has minor hypnotic powers, too. He got put into the upper abyss for pissing Seth off
Skylar!!! The darling was so sweet, I love him. Some sort of siren, but he was cursed by a cousin to only be able to speak the truth and the whole truth. hes also a sorcerer and knows quite a bit of magic. He probably insulted Seth and got sent down
Zayne. Psychopathic yet human serial killer. Potentially made a deal with the devil. Highly dangerous and his drive for blood outways nearly everything else. Lower abyss, one of the most dangerous.
Ive already got one for Jacob, one of the others in the lower abyss, and Zanthia would be hard to roleplay....
(thats him, hes 19)
Upper Levels
This is the main part of the industries and where the safe inmates are
Abby. I didnt get much done for her, but shes some sort of wood elf and utterly adorable. easily scared and very quiet.
Alyce. Early version of Faye, part demon part human, hangs out with some other dude i forgot the name of... wait nevermind its Haydyn!! she was a killer before being captured and shes rlly bright and bubbly
bored dead inside ghost, friends with Alyce, murdered, sorta goth. tired constantly but hes nice
Celestia. Some kind of human mixed with an eldritch abomination. she cries constantly. shes grey and black and white. tragedy. her voice sounds like multiple people talking on top of each other.
Tethys. Already got an account for her. Sweet little cow girl with abandonment issues. Shes currently staying at @monsterfucker-research-wizards place.
Xander (red) and Shane (blue). Pair of brothers, Xanders the responsible one, Shane is the eternally horny masochist one, twin vampires looking for their baby sister, Evelyn.
Evelyn, 16. Technically from the abyss, but that was just to keep her secret. Been locked in a room all by herself for 10 years. Shes sweet.
Anya, some sort of deer-elf thing. Shes sweet. very shy and helpful, i love her....
Next we have the ones that were guards at the Young Industries
She doesnt have a name, or a personality yet
also unnamed and personality-less but she looks cool
then theres the ones from the library, they get their own account
The mother, Cecilia, her 9 year old daughter, May, and the first (and only one ive thought of) resident of the library, Alora. Cecilia and May are... god knows what. some kind of immortal being, teleporting around with a sanctuary for the broken, known as the library. Alora was the first one who escaped from the Young Industries and is VERY traumatised, also shy.
Then lastly just random ones
Adonis, human murderer, hes badass. not much on him yet
Erika, also badass... maybe her and Adonis are siblings
@akronus-the-redeemed @gobodegoblin @monsterfucker-research-wizard @the-cherryblossom-system @ibuildblasters @good-wizard @annotated-catastrophe @drew-bard-for-hire @wasteland-wooferbaby @blooper-malte @be-gentle-with-littluns-2 @slymewitch
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Family Formations - Wreckage
A/N: this wasn’t requested by i was listening to i bet on losing dogs and this popped into my head and since I’ve been in such a writing funk i decided it had to happen also it’s sad I’m sorry
CW: angst, mentions of violence, grief, mentions of death, also somehow soft like rly soft
Summary: a very short Drabble - inspired by I Bet On Losing Dogs - Mitski. Megumi and Y/N centric.
My baby, my baby,
You’re my baby, say it to me
This wasn’t your room; this wasn’t your home. This wasn’t your blanket.
No hint of sandalwood cologne tinting the air.
No smell of tea tree shampoo.
No smell of baby powder.
To you everything smells of copper, of iron, of grief, of ash, of smoke, of destruction.
Your lifelines scattered between this life and the next – limbs and eyes and loves just gone like dandelion tufts in a breeze.
You lay on this bed. These sheets. These pillows. You absentmindedly admire the pretty blue colour of them. Whoever lived here had nice taste – he would like these sheets. He likes blue.
He used to say his favourite colour was gold.
You’re gold to me, whispered into your ear.
You sit against the headboard – staring at the wall.
The door creaks open.
The shock of raven spikes are still visible in the darkness of the room. He shuts the door behind him. He doesn’t say anything - doesn’t need to.
Just crawls onto the bed beside you, and lays his head in your lap.
I bet on losing dogs
I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place
By the ring
He seems so small now – he looks like your little boy. Almost a whole foot taller than you at 16 and steadily growing, much broader and stronger. Sometimes, you think it’s funny how much he resembles him. Just, inverted. Dark hair instead of white (his father’s) but the height, the build, the slender hands. You forget he’s not biologically you and his.
His head in your lap, your hand moving to his hair, carding through it like you did for nightmares of boogeymonsters and creatures in the closet what seems like centuries ago. No more nightmares now. Just reality and boogeymonsters and creatures in your best friend.
He lets out a sigh. He doesn’t want to talk, he just needs you. You’re glad, you don’t know if you have the words. Do the words even exist?
The door creaks open again. A glimmer of soft pink in the darkness, it turns to move away and leave.
“Sit”, you whisper softly.
The figure – so many healing wounds turning to scars now. They shine in the faint trace of moonlight.
He goes to the side of your son, and lays behind him, wrapping his arms around the boy's waist, nuzzling his pink head into the nape of black hair.
You think of Geto.
The heartbreak he would feel at another young generation of sorcerers, the embodiment of the hope you all held – torn apart, obliterated, traumatised. Would the world have been different if you and Satoru had followed him that day? Would lives have been saved? Or would you have lost everyone?
In this reality; you have your boy and his love – curled beside you in the cocoon of warmth and safety you blanket them with. Nails lightly running over the scalp of the head in your lap, he loves that too – just like Satoru.
A baby is out there too. All white hair and eyes like his father. Safe, in your mothers arms. You don’t know where, you can’t know.
This gives you solace.
They are your lifeboats.
Because your ship that kept you afloat has sank, trapped and drowning. Not in an ocean but a god damn fucking box.
You don’t know who will get to shore. You’ll save all that you can. You’re scared of losing, of losing everyone. You’re not weak, you’re a beacon of power and strength – the embodiment of earth’s power and your love could cause earthquakes that shake to the earth's core. But somehow, you feel halved. You are whole, but not complete.
How can you be whole without half of your soul? When that half of your soul lost in a void? When you can’t feel that half of your soul since he was taken from you and trapped in a god damn box.
You and him are meant to be the strongest.
You almost laugh at the thought.
Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down
I'll be there on their side
I'm losing by their side
No.
No. No. No.
You can’t falter. You can’t crumble. You will not concede.
This boy, his boy, your baby, your love – you will not lose. You will destroy the world but never let a flame touch them – you will get them all home; you’ll raise your ship from the depths of the void in which he is trapped - you will keep them all safe.
My baby, my baby,
You’re my baby, say it to me
#jjk#jjk x reader#gojo satoru#gojo satoru x reader#gojo x reader#gojo fluff#anime#megumi fushiguro#yuuji itadori#itafushi#yuuji x megumi#megumi x itadori#pixie writes: family formations#jjk angst#Spotify
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I LOVE LOVE LOVE Mergwenthur beginnings from Merlin‘s pov bc he has the potential to make all of this SO angsty mmm
Like think abt Merlin feeling like he imposed on Arthur & Gwen's relationship simply bc he thinks the 2 are perfect (Merlin is obv so gone for them) & therefore perfect for each other but without him mixed into it bc „he doesn’t have a place there in their relationship“
Or him already feeling insecure abt a potential position in a 3-way-relationship bc of the whole thing with Lancelot’s shade & probably thinks Arthur would therefore react badly or hurt
Or maybe throw in a magic reveal where Guinevere & Arthur are both shocked at first ofc & Gwen gets over that & is all reasonable/starting to understand & Arthur is still blown away/angry & just can’t understand so maybe Merlin sees their different opinions on the magic matter & thinks he’s or at least will soon be tearing a rift between Arwen through that
Or maybe him not feeling good enough for them since not only is Arthur the king but Gwen as his queen has ALSO risen in rank & is now „above“ him as well (tho I think this is a bit ooc for Merlin)
Or to try & keep Arthur away from him/not tempt himself (bc Merlin still has to hide his magic& therefore cannot get too close to anyone) Merlin pushes Gwen & Arthur together with effort & he thinks he’s left alone & that both of them will/can never know how much he loves them or know who he really is. Then Arwen ask why he wants them to be together SO BAD since the 2 don’t really ever want to spent time together without Merlin (bc they’re all in love your honor) & Merlin just explodes with a whole speech like because if you two don’t end up together all of the pain & the suffering I have gone through while having to watch from far away was worth for nothing & then Gwen thinks Merls were in love only with Arthur & Arthur thinks Merlin were only in love with Gwen & then they are all being stupid & sad abt that whole love triangle till it comes out that Merlin loves them BOTH at the end
Or ofc the Lancelot-Gwen-Arthur fiasco, but where Merlin & Gwen get enchanted by Morgana instead & they’re all super angsty abt this (there’s the fic, it’s great: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46578598 by @burglarhobbit)
While reading this fic the idea came to me that maybe Merlin takes the blame for Morgana’s love spell volunteeringly so that Arthur doesn’t get hurt by thinking Gwen cheated of her own free will & takes her back, but Gwen (the goddess that she is) straight up tells Arthur no, Merlin wouldn’t ever do that, it must’ve somehow been Morgana & they ask Merlin why he lied & his answer is I just wanted you two to be happy but then followed with I guess that I’m just selfish for wanting you two to love me as well, that would have been to good to be true anyways
Or Arthur seeing Gwen & Merlin hug like they used to do all the time in the show bc they’re best friends & always help each other through their hard stuff, so cue Arthur having his big bi panic & while still being a bit traumatised by the whole Lancelot’s shade-fiasco, he mistakes his romantic feelings for them as jealousy/insecurity/fear of Gwen leaving him for Merlin & saying smth like „you wouldn’t take her from me would you?“ to Merlin (maybe even just as a dumb joke without all those negative feelings) & Merlin being all surprised no ofc i wouldn’t do that, not to you Arthur, to neither of you, you mean too much to me to do that & being scared that he somehow crossed a line while talking to Gwen or smth to warrant this kind of question from Arthur
Or Merlin thinking: You already have to take care of Arthurs destiny (protecting him, be loyal to him, make him see magic is good without outing himself as a sorcerer etc.) you can’t also take his heart/feelings aswell. You can’t do that to Gwen.Arthur is already forced to spend forever with Merls due to destiny, let him choose Gwen on his own free will, so that means Merlin thinking his connection to Arthur is less important that Gwen’s connection to Arthur bc of destiny
Or Gwen & Arthur together trying to court him & invite him into their throuple so they kiss him on separate occasions without the other one present & Merlin is just alone walking with Gwen through the halls of Camelot & reeling with why did she just kiss me isn’t she in love with Arthur?? & Arthur then also kissing him or giving him gifts & he’s starting to catch on/hope that they might return his feelings but then he overhears Gwen telling Arthur that he (Arthur) is her everything (bc Arthur is emotionally constipated & needs reassurance & affection like he deserves), so Merls tries to gaslight himself à la oh those kisses where just friendly, friends kiss each other sometimes don’t they??? Gwen probably just missed me that 1 time/wanted to reassure me of something & Arthur was probably still high of of a particularly good fight during training OR he thinks maybe they were just playing a joke on him OR he assumes he’s just their mistress/playtoy now & therefore are his connections to them second to their marriage connection OR even angstier, he thinks they’re both cheating on each other with him & don’t know abt it & he fears they have problems in their relationship & is plagued by guilt bc he doesn’t know how to tell them that they’re kind of cheating with the same person (lol) & anytime he looks at them he asks himself how do I tell you that your wife is cheating on you with me, but I’m actually in love with the BOTH of you? Arthur surely won’t believe that for a second, he’ll just be rly angry
OR the 3 of them already being an item but like still in the beginnings & then the magic reveal happens & Arthur is just like you didn’t enchant us to fall in love with you right? (don’t worry, Arthur isn’t that bigoted, he’s just surprised that he feels so much love for not 1 BUT 2 whole wonderful ppl & starts to doubt bc he’s constipated like that) & Merlin says no, I wouldn’t do that, I don’t even know how to do a spell like that, but then comes the rocky acceptance-of-Merlin’s-magic-phase where everything including their budding relationship gets difficult & Merlin is doubting with thoughts like they don’t seem very in love with me anymore so maybe I DID put a love spell on them without knowing? Maybe I wanted them to love me so much so that my magic/I just enchanted them subconsciously??? Maybe all we had, all that THEY felt for me was a lie & I have been using them for my own personal gain?? And he’s just beating himself up over that in a puddle of guilt & heartbreak
#this is long I’m sorry but I was hit with one (1) idea & it kept spiralling into different alternate side roads#fr mergwenthur jas SO much angst potential i love it#if anyone wants to use these for writing fanfic pls do#but tag meeeee so I can read it🥺#bbc merlin#arthur pendragon#gwen#merlin emrys#merlin#mergwenthur#my ot3
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loving the kakashi slander on this blog lately
i mean, is it slander when it’s true? for real, i’m not saying things like “kakashi is a pathetic loser” (even though i think that), all i’m saying is that kakashi isn’t a good mentor to his students. someone who is a teacher and doesn’t even have a reason to be one. pick gojou for example, gojou is the strongest, he could’ve probably kill the all higher ups of jujutsu society and build a world he believes in, but he doesn’t do that, instead, he tries to change the mentality of jujutsu society by teaching his students, maybe because he knows it’s not effective to kill higher ups while maintaining lower sorcerers with the same mentality. so what is even kakashi’s motivation as a sensei? a person that was done dirty by the same system and yet does nothing to change it in the slightest. how can you even have a good mentor if they don’t have a motivation to be one? the core itself is doomed already. so we have a sensei that only lives in the past mistakes he made and projects them onto his students instead of trying to consider what they need and that they might be different than his old team. someone that doesn’t know his own students, admits so and clearly shows he doesn’t. it’s not like i’m saying “kakashi was horrible for not taking care of naruto despite being his sensei’s son” because i don’t think he had the responsibility, unlike jiraiya, especially after being traumatised as well, but i am saying “kakashi couldn’t see sasuke as his own person, but rather as an extension of himself and his wants, needs and personality were different”. i’m not even saying i don’t slander characters because i love being a hater and it’s fun but criticism and slander sometimes overlap to some people and i’m not gonna come up with this fake positivity discourse when it helps nobody
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Tell us about your Tav! Name, class and subclass, race, pronouns. Do you have a headcanon for where they're from? Their family? Are they a Dark Urge? Or did you choose an Origin Character? Was it an easy decision? (1)
I HAVE A FEW but i will talk abt my main blorbo, Zeal.
Zeal (they/them) is a Mephistopheles tiefling, Blue Draconic Ancestor Sorcerer/Paladin of Vengeance.
originally i did go for durge, but when uh... yknow the first straight up MURDER happened i realised it was a bit too intense for me on a first run, and remade them with a custom origin with the Criminal background.
now for the long info dump. buckle up.
they were from Baldur's Gate, the city itself!! their parents were actually nobles, from families that were like. very big on their draconic lineage and would plan out marriages and bloodlines based on dragon type and magical strength.
ofc this means they were huge snobs with massive egos. aspirations of hubris. LOVED gortash. they wanted MORE power through and got involved with the diabolists in the city, eventually leading to mummy and daddy making a pact with Mr Mephy for more power. and in return? why, the soul of their first born, naturally!
and then Zeal was born as a full blown tiefling, and the snobby human parents were like :/ well we didn't expect THAT to happen :/
and abandoned their newborn baby on the street somewhere. Zeal was lucky enough to be heard crying by a passer by, who took them to the local temple of Tyr. and that's where they spent most of their childhood.
considering what they were wrapped up in the temple KNEW who their parents were, but kept it a secret, including from Zeal themself. they belived they were protecting the child by doing so. in their early teens, Zeal found out, got VERY upset at it being a secret and left the temple to go see their parents, deludedly thinking they'd welcome them back. they did NOT.
their parents actually attacked them and decided 'ok well to hide this we're just going to sacrifice you to mephistopheles right quick ok?'
they ended up killing their parents in self defense during the attempted sacrifice. this is also how they got their facial scars!! traumatised and disallusioned they just kind of. wandered the streets until they fell in with the Guild and became a criminal lol.
and Zeal, not really knowing why they were alive or what any purpose they had could be, just kind of let the Guild use their powers as a sorcerer for whatever. a lot of nasty stuff got done with thanks to their magic. they have a lot of guilt and regret around this part of their life.
as they were first coming of age, Zeal REALLY fell into a pit of identity and existential crisis. it was at this time when they were wandering the alleyways that they happened across a small secret shrine to Talos, God of destruction. it was there that they actually had a small chat with him which basically summed up as 'let me give you purpose and make you an instrument of my will. bring destruction in my name.' since they were desperate for some kind of direction, they accepted and made an oath to Talos without really thinking about it.
cue MORE regret. Talos is not a kind god, and enjoys destruction, killing, and war just for the sake of conflict. again, Zeal begun to realise that they were being used. again. they had been taken advantage of in a vulnerable and confused state and made to do more bad things.
so they broke their oath. mechanically obvs they can't have started the game as an oath breaker, but canonically they already were one by the time they got kidnapped and tadpoled. when they got nabbed, they were essentially working as a glaive-for-hire and attempting to find their own way by their own rules and morals. they also named themself before the start of the game, Zeal wasn't always their name, but it is now. it's the one they chose.
later in the actual game, they eventually find their connection and faith in Bahamut, and swear a new oath, this time of their own true choice, and become a Paladin of Vengeance for Bahamut.
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spicy chicken au masterpost
this is an au that started with people being very much interested in my halloween grumbo art and i’ve been creating lore with mutuals, followers and anons
it’s a fantasy au with the puffy sleeve from 18th and 19th century aesthetic that bisexuals like me go nuts for (i mean who doesnt like pirates, vampres and victorian traumatised characters and over the top baroque aesthetic)
not to mix it up with the golden chicken au, which is a very similar au to this one, where theres also vampire mumbo, except that grian is a god
it is a hermitshipping based au so if you’re not interested i reccomend you don’t check it
MAIN TAG: #spicy chicken au
CHARACTER TAGS SO FAR: #vampire!mumbo #harpy!grian #harpy!pearl #sorcerer!scar #jinn!impulse #vampire!tango #weredogwolf!ren #soulless!doc
COMICS:
mumbo/grian/scar
mumbo doesn’t sparkle in the sun, grian became dried chicken, posessive mumbo 1, posessive mumbo 2,
grian’s birthday gift, how grian and scar met,
grian helping scar by @philip-the-nickel
tango/impulse
how tango and impulse met,
iCandy,
tango deserves all the kisses,
ren/doc
ren and doc 1, ren and doc 2,
scar/cub
Scar meets young cub, Scar and young Cub
FICS:
the red means i love you (mumbo/grian) by @mochawrites
to be marked (mumbo/scar) by @opalwhisker
to kill a vampire (mumbo, grian and scar vs the hunters) by @opalwhisker
keep the good times coming (mumbo/grian/scar) by @opalwhisker
the hunter (tango’s lore) by @opalwhisker
iCandy (tango/impulse) by @opalwhisker
Reminiscing on Good Times (Cub/Scar) by @opalwhisker
A Misunderstanding (scar/grian/mumbo) by @opalwhisker
Retrieve and Recover (scar/grian/mumbo) by @carnivorousvoid
LORE explanation or just discussions:
how did mumbo and grian meet?, scar’s mark 1, scar’s mark 2 (and design), scar’s mark 3, cub’s design, does mumbo turn into a bat?,
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HEADCANON + GOJO SATORU || caring for you
request: How would Satoru react if found out that his s/o mission went absolutely awful they got badly, and that mission brought back some traumatic memories for them and he finds them on the floor having an anxiety attack?
Some angs and comfort. 
note: hello love! originally i wanted to answer it like an ask, but after writing a bit i feel like this might be the better option lmao? i was already half way through when i realised it was going to be long - so might as well do this hehe~ but i enjoyed this idea a lot tbh cx it was fun and a somewhat soft thing to write for gojo
pronouns: them/they
if there is anyone who knows how traumatising this profession can be, it would be your boyfriend - the great gojo satoru
sometimes he knows that missions can really demand a lot out of you, and sometimes it forces you into situations that might end up worsening your already declining mental health
so one day when he came home to your shared home and spotted your shoes, he felt the fatigue of the day slowly wash off - it looks like you two might have a nice evening to yourselves
“baby~ i’m home!” he’d call out as he takes his shoes off at the genkan, tilting his head curiously when he heard no response from you. usually you’d walk towards the hallway and greet him with a smile. so your silence was concerning. “baby?”
curiously this slipper clad feet walked deeper into your shared home, starting to look around for any traces of you in your home; only to pause when he heard what sounded like chocked sobs coming from the bedroom
he’d walk in and spot you crying your eyes off on your shared bed, and immediately he’d walk towards you but kept his movements soft and quiet
he’d make sure to rest his hand against your arm and trace it along your arm carefully, making you know that he’s here with you, letting you be the one to reach out for him
when you do, he’d immediately wrap you up in his arms and hold you close, just rubbing along your back and mumbling soft words of reassurance and love to you
he knows better than to pray into your business, or to force you to talk when you don’t want to - so he’d just hold you close, reassuring you that he’s here for you when you’re ready to talk to someone
he’d cup your face in his hands and wipe your tears and snot away with a loving smile, reassuring you that he doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty whenever it comes to you
eventually he’d help you wipe your face clean, carefully cupping your face in his hands and rubbing soft circles behind your ears with his warm fingers; a soft smile resting on his face
“want me to run your a warm bath, baby?” he asks you quietly, smiling when you just sniffle and nods at him before he picks you up again and presses a soft kiss to your head
lets you cling onto him the entire time he prepares the bath, one arm wrapped around you while the other checks the temperature of the water before he helps you undress and sets you in the bath
quietly sits on the ledge of the tub, letting you rest your head on his leg whilst his fingers return to your hair quietly; the smell of lavender filling the bathroom slowly. “wanna talk about what happened today?”
he’d listen to everything you say as he slowly starts to wash your body, pressing soft kisses along your skin and shushing you softly whenever you choke up once more; reassuring you that you don’t have describe every detail if you don’t want to
he doesn’t really ask for detail, he just wants you to talk about it so that you’re not bottling it all up on the inside for later; quietly asking a few questions when he realises you’re stumped, making a few comments here and there so you’d let out a soft giggle or two
eventually he’ll help you out of the bath and put you in some of his clothes, knowing that you find comfort in his scent and whenever you’re wrapped up in his clothes
probably order in some takeout from your favourite restaurant in town, since he can’t cook for shit and might burn the kitchen if he tries
he’d just wrap you up in his arms and sit him in his lap, running his fingers through your hair quietly while he tells you about everything that happened in his day
if you convince him enough with your puppy eyes he might sing for you quietly, trying to act bashful when you know damn well he finds it quite an ego booster at the idea that you find his singing nice
when the food arrives, he wouldn’t touch his meal first - he’d focus on feeding you first before he touches his food
“come on baby, say ah~” he’d coo quietly as he held out a spoonful of rice and spicy mapo tofu, a hand cupping underneath the spoon whilst he waited for you to eat the spoonful of food
after the food was cleared and the takeaway boxes tossed into recycling, he’d lead you to the bathroom to wash up; helping you do your skincare routine and brushing your teeth as you sit on the countertop with him between your legs
not like that ya nasties
once you’re done he’d do his own, making a few jokes here and there until you’re probably clutching your stomach in laughter while he watches you with a loving smile on his face
once you two are done he’d carry you to the bedroom and turn off the lights in the room, or leave a warm nightlight on in your the room so you two aren’t in complete darkness
he’d wrap his arms around you, pressing loving kisses along your face, neither of you talking if you don’t want to whilst he just holds you against him
other times you two can be talking late into the night, just holding onto each other while talking about everything and anything that comes into mind
most times he’d write in for both of you, taking a day off from work and turning off his phone so no one can disturb him - tomorrow will be a day that you dictate and you choose what you two will do
out of everyone he knows how much pain and suffering sorcerers are put through on the regular, so he doesn’t blame you for crashing on him from time to time; for the emotions that just get to you and tear another wound open
he’d just offer comfort to the best of his abilities, always making sure that you know you’re loved even though you feel like you’ve failed. he’d always remind you how strong you are, and that sometimes the world just works against you. but he will be there to pick up all the pieces and put you back together; because at the end of the day, as long as he has you to return to, he can find the will to wake up the next day
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can i ask for some of your nanago headcanons? :D
Yes, of course! :D
I don’t think that I have that many nanago headcanons yet, because I'm still fairly new to this ship and to the jjk fandom but I still have a few ideas!
Okay so first of all, I’m a big believer in whipped Gojo and casual Nanami. Don’t get me wrong, they love each other equally! But I love to think that Gojo is much more demonstrative with his affection, but also that he gets flustered much more easily. Nanami is whipped for Gojo too of course, but he is better at keeping his emotions in check and so he is more casual/normal about it. My favourite dynamic for them is Gojo SHAMELESSLY flirting with Nanami every single day, but as soon as Nanami flirts back even just a little, Gojo loses his mind and shuts down completely.
With that same dynamic in mind, I have some semi angsty headcanons as well. For instance, I like to think that Gojo is actually the more “insecure” one in the relationship and that he always thinks that Nanami is going to leave him eventually. It leads to some fights sometimes, because Nanami is mostly good at reassuring Gojo, but it can also be a little frustrating sometimes because it can feel like Gojo doesn’t trust Nanami with his love.
My idea behind this is that although Gojo is all flirt and jokes and chaos, he is also deeply traumatised not only by his past but also just by how powerful he is. He feels barely human at times, and he is constantly reminded by everyone around him about how powerful he is, to an almost god-like level if I understand the story correctly. So because of that, I assume that it can be hard for him to properly connect with other people, especially to be vulnerable around other people. I mean, he literally has a shield around him at all times. And this is why Nanago is so appealing to me because so far I genuinely feel like Nanami is THE ONLY PERSON who either sees beyond the shield and the flirty chaotic act or he is just the only person who doesn’t even care about that shield and casually parcours over it. He is one of the only people who treat Gojo like ... well, like another person. I talked about this in a previous Nanago post:
LIKE there’s something about how Gojo is so powerful that he feels barely human at times and detached from humanity because everyone knows him as this godlike sorcerer, and then he meets Nanami who refuses to see him as such and constantly talks to him like a regular person. There’s SOMETHING about how Nanami doesn’t treat Gojo cautiously (or even respectfully) but just straight up calls him out on his bullshit when no one else really does, there’s something about Nanami basically telling Gojo "you’re just as human as the rest of us and you’re a mess and I still love you."
This is why I like this dynamic. I like Gojo being an awkward mess who is genuinely unequipped for healthy normal relationships, and Nanami being the only mature and emotionally well-adjusted adult in the story, and the two of them coming together. I love Nanami telling Gojo “you’re a mess, but you’re a mess that I'm willing to deal with because I love you”, I love Nanami being this one normal constant in Gojo’s life that can keep him grounded and that reminds him that just being a regular person is enough.
Okay wait, I’m sorry, I’m not even giving you headcanons anymore, I’m just writing an essay about how much I love Nanago XD Honestly I just a lot of little headcanons for these two like:
Nanami often pushing Gojo’s bangs away from his face to see him more clearly and Gojo always blushing really really really hard when he does it.
I literally just talked about this, but like, Gojo flirts very crudely with Nanami for decades and one day Nanami flirts back ONCE and Gojo blushes and passes out.
I like to imagine that they were mostly awkwardly yearning for each other back in high school like maybe they kissed (1) time and it was a mess. They only got together as adults and Gojo always likes to remind Nanami of that (1) time they kissed back then. Actually, Gojo likes to pretend that they were high school sweethearts and Nanami is always like “WE LITERALLY KISSED ONCE AND THEN WE BOTH RAN AWAY AND NEVER TALKED ABOUT IT AGAIN”
Gojo has a praise kink, but only if it’s Nanami, okay? He is used to everyone complimenting him and commenting on how powerful he is, but Nanami is always keeping him in check and reminding him that he is an idiot. So whenever Nanami is in a soft mood and tells him “you look very cute this morning”, Gojo is GONE.
I feel like I’m just repeating the three same headcanons in different fonts at this point, but listen ... Gojo blushes a lot when they kiss of when they’re intimate, and Nanami thinks that it’s very cute and he likes to tease him. “Awww, the great Gojo is blushing for me?”
Okay a little more angsty I guess but LISTEN! I like to imagine that Gojo and Nanami started their relationship through casual sex/sex friends king of thing. Gojo is the one who proposes it. He is already madly in love with Nanami of course, but he is an idiot who thinks that he can avoid Emotions And Vulnerability™️ like this. Nanami is also in love with Gojo, but since Gojo only ever comes to him for casual sex, he thinks that his feelings aren’t mutual. Eventually, they get their shit together, but it’s a whole ass slow-burn. Like, maybe Gojo accidentally says “I love you” one time in the heat of the moment and desperately tries to take it back or to play it off as a joke but Nanami is not having it!!!
Once they get together though ... PDA kings ... everyone hates them because they are too lovey-dovey and disgusting. Well, honestly, it’s mostly Gojo always reaching out and cuddling his boyfriend, but Nanami is NOT protesting or pushing him away, which is huge!!! It’s Nanami love language for “I love you too”
Nanami casually reading the newspaper while Gojo sits on his laps.
Okay but Gojo is the clingiest in public BUT Nanami can be very clingy behind closed doors! Once they’re back at home he will pin Gojo against the wall like "so we haven't kissed for 17 minutes and 34 seconds, what's up with that?" we all know that Nanami is very punctual after all.
Okay, last one because the post is already way too long but like ... Nanago is 100% that couple where separately they are both very dangerous and competent, but once you put them together they lose all of their brain cells. YES, I know that it looks like Nanami is always the one with the brain cells, but that’s what he wants you to think. He can be a mess too. Like, they will start kissing while cooking dinner and they forget about the food and the kitchen almost burns.
Okay wait, I need to share this. When it comes to sexy times, my favourite dynamic for them is this one:
Nanami: I'm going to torture you now
Gojo: ooooooh kinky
Nanami: you are a good person
Gojo: wait what
Nanami: you are important and loved
Gojo: wait no stop
Nanami: you are important to me and i wish to cherish you
Gojo: I NEED THE SAFEWORD
Like, this is it. That’s who they are to me.
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Yuuta Okkotsu relationship headcanons
A/N: Okay so I started writing these with no real intention or direction so you're gonna have to excuse the fact they're basically word vomit 🤠 I'm in deep Yuuta brainrot right now so please enjoy the below as my coping mechanism.
Implied NSFW but nothing explicit. Both reader and Yuuta are aged up. Minor spoilers for the JJK manga (the plot isn't referenced at all but it does mention some of Yuuta's techniques so if you're strict about avoiding any spoilers please don't read it). I've placed the headcanons under a read more just to avoid spoiling anyone. Enjoy ❤❤❤
Based on purely my own observations and opinions, I think Yuuta is drawn to powerful people so it would not surprise me if he was interested in another sorcerer.
Being a sorcerer is pretty cool on the surface but a lot of the time it's pretty horrible too. You're constantly surrounded by fear, death, injuries, and the overwhelming negative energy from the cursed spirits.
It requires a lot of mental resilience which you've had to build up over years of training. As a result you've hardened emotionally, its hard to build relationships with others and you could do without the complication.
Yuuta comes crashing into your life with his special grade curse and nervous energy and throws everything off kilter.
He's so transparent. Where you tend to mask your feelings to save yourself any potential heartache, he wears his heart on his sleeve. Its both refreshing and infectious despite the fact you try to hide the way your heart stutters when he smiles at you.
I feel like this relationship would be years in the making. You're in denial for so long, trying to convince yourself that you don't feel anything for him, that you're simply reacting to someone in your life who is nice for once.
Plus Rika fucking terrifies you. You and Yuuta begin to interact more once Rika's cursed is lifted and you find the feeling even harder to fight.
You throw yourself into your training, surpassing most of the other students - although you're constantly reminded that he's still stronger than you. You thought you'd be jealous but instead you find yourself feeling proud of him.
That doesn't the two of you having healthy competition. You spar frequently and 9/10 Yuuta folds your ass but you don't mind so much when you get to watch him hover over you, his eyebrows pulled together with worry as he offers you his hand. He's so handsome it's painful.
Gojo starts sending Yuuta overseas on different missions (the bastard) so what was a simmering tension between the two of you turns into full blown pining.
Gojo (again, the bastard) senses something isn't right with you and he requests that you fly out to support Yuuta on a mission.
You're happy that you're going to be able to see him again but you're also apprehensive. You know you can't carry on in your current state - you need to tell him how you feel and this mission seems like the perfect opportunity to do that.
You throw up the whole time on the flight there and blame it on turbulence (bullshit).
When he meets you at the airport he pulls you into a tight hug and you hesitate with your face pressed into his neck for a moment, willing your face to stop burning quickly. He smells like soap and detergent and it's comforting.
Luckily he's blushing too and he scratches the back of his neck and apologises for hugging you like that. "I've been alone for so long...and I really missed you!"
You need to talk to talk to him but first things first you need to take out this special grade cursed spirit.
Easy peasy right? Should be no match for you and Yuuta. Except it is and everything goes horribly wrong and you nearly fucking die.
Yuuta very conveniently masters his reversed curse technique at the time and saves your life. You never forget the look on his face when you wake up and gasp for air. The poor boy is traumatised but he cups your cheek when he sees that your conscious again like he needs to feel that you're real.
During the flight over there, you'd thought of all the things you wanted to say to him. You were going to be brave, sit there, explain your feelings and brace for rejection.
Except that didn't happen. You woke up, looked at the pain in his eyes, and smashed your lips against his. It's messy and awkward. Yuuta is confused as fuck for about three seconds but then he kisses you back and its desperate and hungry as years of denying your feelings for each other finally boils over.
You leave the hell hole that you both nearly died in but the kisses don't stop after that. Yuuta's pining is as evident as your own and it sets your soul on fire. The two of you don't leave your hotel room for two days as you make up for lost time.
After that it's time for a serious discussion. The idea of being together whilst risking your lives constantly terrified you both but you knew deep down you were going to love him whether you were with him or not so you may as well enjoy each other while you were still here.
There were some ground rules though. The main one being that you could not go on missions together. Whilst it was tempting to be a very effective double act, you knew it would severely impair your judgement during a fight.
It sounds strange but you both basically agreed that if you died, you died. Neither of you wanted to die with any regrets and this was the only way to ensure that.
It was hard being away from him after that. You tried hiding your relationship from Gojo as long as possible but he soon caught on. He teased you both incessantly but on the upside he stopped sending Yuuta away so much.
From then on you take each day as it comes, silently looking forward to the day you can both retire.
Once you're graduated you move into an apartment together, a safe space for you both.
It's hard being away for him but he makes it all worth it when he comes home, brushing off the likely very dangerous situations he's been in to rest his hands on your hips and plant kisses on the back of your neck as you try to cook a meal for you both.
You call him a menace and he gives you that same breathtaking smile that used to plague your thoughts all those years ago.
He rests his forehead on your shoulder and sighs but it's a happy one. It feels good to decompress.
"I missed you. How did I get so lucky?"
"I missed you too. Good thing I kissed you that day hm?"
"Mhm. My turn now." He replies and turns you around so that he can kiss you properly. It's soft and tender and very much him.
You know this might be the last time. That anything could happen. But if it did - you had no regrets.
#yuuta okkotsu#yuta okkotsu#yuuta okkotsu x reader#yuuta okkotsu headcanon#jjk headcanon#yuuta x reader#yuta x reader
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oh no i was summoned by a religiously traumatised 17 year old and now i gotta babysit them
again, kinda ooc. these are really fun to write, by the way if you have any suggestions for the next parts feel free to send me an ask or message me!! i don't know why i didn't mention this in the first chapter but this fic, especially this chapter, is very self indulgent!! i hope you'll like it<333
warnings; underage gn mc, religious trauma (about christianity)
< previous part
*after a few weeks from the first summoning of lucifer, mc really thought that he was just severely misunderstood. history and christians did him dirty, mc remembers themselves telling him. lucifer always felt his pride and ego boosted whenever they had a talk. mc really did look up to him, sure he didn't tell them everything about him or his family but they were okay with it. he tries to help them with homework from time to time, even if he's busy.*
*mc started thinking that if lucifer, a demon whose reputation in the human realm is beyond repair, is that nice to them then maybe someone would also be nice. lucifer told him they lucked out with him but if they tried to summon another demon things could possibly not turn out the way they wished to. it was almost as if lucifer not only wanted to keep them safe but he also wanted to keep them a secret especially from his brothers.*
*he loves his brothers a lot but he really didn't want them to spoil his fun. normally humans were extremely biased against him, so seeing a human especially one so young being so understanding and really trying to see things from his point of view really made him think that maybe not all humans are as pathetic as they seemed.*
*mc made a copy of the grimoire so that they could return the book back to the library. they thought if their parents were to find the original it would be much worse than just finding a notebook full of summoning spells and information about demons written using pretty glitter gel pens and having cute stickers stuck on the pages*
*they sat in their room while reading their own copy of the grimoire. satan, they read. almost immediately prepared themselves so they can do the summon.*
*they tried summoning him three times until they stopped. they thought maybe there was an error with the copy of the grimoire so they went back to the library to check just to be sure.*
*meanwhile in the devildom, satan was at the royal library. he was looking for any new books he could read. that is until he felt it, the feeling of getting summoned returned. he tried grabbing one of the new arrivals at the library but it was too late.*
*satan suddenly found himself grabbing the same book as mc. both exchanged a weird look before saying anything.*
mc: i thought the summon didn't work...
*satan didn't like getting summoned, let alone being summoned by a stranger. he didn't bother with pacts for this exact reason, he thought summons were a waste of time when he could just read instead, heck! even re-reading something is better than getting summoned, he thought.*
*satan noticing the book he and mc were holding, he got curious. average humans don't have such powerful magic. he was interested to know how this was possible.*
satan: i tried to delay the summon so i could finish my book in peace. now, how were you able to summon me?
mc: give me the book you're holding please.
*satan gives the book to mc and they turn to the page that's dedicated to him.*
satan: oh, but that requires a lot of power. are your family members sorcerers?
mc: oh no they're far from that, they would probably freak out if they ever find out that i have casted spells. maybe even send me to a christian boarding school and perform exorcism on me.
satan: how come you're not like them?
mc: i just felt forced into believing in it. the more i interacted with christians the more sure i was that i wasn't like that. sure there are good ones but most people i have interacted with say nasty things about people that haven't done anything to them and make up excuses about how their religion agrees with what they say.
satan: i see but why did you summon me?
mc: well, the other demon i summoned seemed pretty nice so i thought that since he was nice you would be nice too. i'm sorry for summoning you, you don't have to hang out with me if you don't want to.
*mc was nervous about his answer and kind of scared, but tried hard not showing it.*
satan: it's too late now, but if you're interested i could give you some recommendations on who to summon next.
*mc nodded and satan started looking for something in the grimoire while grinning. when he finally found the page he was looking for he turned the book to them and showed a demon*
satan: that's lucifer and make sure to summon him late at ni-
mc: that's the one i've summoned actually, he even gave me a spell so we can set a time for when i can summon him.
satan: oh.
*satan seemed disappointed, mc noticed that but they wouldn't comment on it.*
satan: lucifer is my, uh brother. he's the oldest actually, out of seven.
mc: really? when i was younger i used to think that he was you.
satan: you used to think that he was me?
*satan started laughing, he laughed very loudly. mc was starting to get concerned.*
mc: what happened? why are you laughing? people here do confuse you for each other.
satan: lucifer and i have a pretty rocky relationship, i don't really feel like talking about it. anyways i'll show you the rest of my brothers.
satan: here's the second-born, mammon. he is the avatar of greed so you can't let him near anything of value. unless you want him to steal it, it's kind of annoying.
mc: so if i summon him, what would happen?
satan: he would probably think you're one of the witches he's indebted to.
*mc continued to listening to satan talking about his brothers until it was pretty late and mc had to head back to their house. but there was one last brother mc just had to ask about*
mc: what about this one?
satan: this is belphegor, you should never summon him. he's holding a grudge against humans and he will not hesitate hurting you. you were lucky you summoned me and not him.
*satan said with a concerned and worried look on his face*
mc: okay i won't summon him, i promise. and thank you for hanging out with me.
*noticing how late it was, satan offered to walk them home. after arriving at their house he asked them to inform him first about summoning him and only do it if it's absolutely needed.*
*mc wished him goodnight and entered their house ready to be scolded for taking too long at the library.*
next part >
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I had this kinda prompt in my head the other day with Stephen reluctantly being good at mind manipulation magic with a splash of ironstrange at the end.
Given his neurosurgeon past or whatever inherent talent, maybe he finds out that he's got a certain affinity for mind magic, it comes to him easily even though it's considered one of the more complex and precise forms of magic. Manipulating memories, subtle suggestions, mind control to a certain extent and the usual. Most sorcerers don't bother learning it because it's dangerous and so very easy to break someone by accident if your magic is too blunt, it also requires a decent technical understanding of the brain.
Stephen had read up about it in a tome in the kamar-taj library somewhat early into his sorcerer training, he thought that he could somehow trick his own brain into thinking his hands were completely fine. No, he didn't read the warnings about accidental mind breaking since it came after the instructions.
I imagine there's someone in kamar-taj that hates his guts (maybe they knew him during his doctor days/rejected patient?) They're a higher rank, and love making Stephen's life hard now that the power dynamic has shifted. So this person walks in on Stephen studying the mind tome outside and starts being an asshole. Stephen lashes out, tells them to shut up and climb a tree or something. And to his surprise, they do exactly as he says. Realising what he's done, he does a quick skim of the tome for answers and releases the spell.
Stephen is horrified at what he's done, being a doctor and all that, he's big on consent and agency. TAO notices the events unfolding from afar, and they have a convo abt it. She notes that there's no current sorcerer alive that is able to perform such smooth feats of mind manipulation and that there's so much more to it than what's in the tome. She questions if Stephen would be interested in furthering his studies and research in it, to expand the order's knowledge in this field.
(I kinda think of Wanda's brand of mind magic to be different to how the order practices magic, she doesn't need to understand the actual technical aspect of magic to perform her chaos magic the way Stephen needed understand spells in DS1)
But back to Stephen, I imagine he's very adamantly against it bcs of his own moral compass. But his insatiable curiosity compels him, there wasn't anything in the tome abt manipulating his own mind into thinking his hands are fixed. However, he has theories on how to make that possible based on the basics he's grasped from the tome. So he's really torn about TAO's offer.
Maybe he takes it, willing to learn mind magic but unwilling to use it practically on anyone. TAO offers herself up as his muse I guess, reassuring Stephen that she's powerful enough to break Stephen's spells if needed.
Fast forward, Stephen and Tony are in an established relationship. Tony finds out that Stephen's particular talent in mind magic and this creates a rift between them for a bit. Even after Stephen has carefully helped Tony cope with his aversion to magic and portals in general, mind manipulation traumatised Tony even moreso. Tony withdraws and begins to avoid Stephen, while Stephen allows him the space he needs to process his feelings towards the fact that one of his worst traumas is connected to someone he loves very dearly. Eventually he approaches Stephen, he can't do this, he hates mind manipulation and he hates that Stephen is apparently so adept at it, even if it is with great reluctance. But Stephen is the only person he can trust to help him build some sort of defence against other people who seek to tamper with his mind. So they slowly build their relationship from there, with more trust between them.
#my headcanon#ironstrange#doctor strange#stephen strange#tony stark#iron man#headcanon#prompt#writing#marvel#idk man i just wanted stephen to be reluctantly good at something lmao#i love to see him struggle internally with his moral compass
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