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chuuyaandreaderkilldazai · 12 days

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Ranking JJK Characters I Don't Like

Ranging from mild dislike (14) to LOATHE WITH EVERY INCH OF MY BEING (1).

14. Mai: I don't hate her. I sympathize with her. I just wish she wasn't the way she is.

13. Junpei: I do have compassion for him, but ... school shooter vibes. Not a fan.

12. Noritoshi: Bad vibes.

11. Toji: Bad dad. And he's so nosy, too. Why does he always insert himself into situations with his fists swinging? Actually, now that I think about it, that's kind of iconic behavior. But all it ever really did was create more problems. If he had never inserted himself into the plot, Geto would have probably never turned mass-murderer-cult-leader--WE COULD HAVE HAD EVERYTHING. So it's a pass for me. Also, his haircut is off-putting for reasons I cannot articulate. It's like one day in middle school he got a haircut and just never changed up the style ever again.

10. Jogo: Ugly.

9. Uraume: Character design: slay. Helping Sukuna: not slay.

8. Like every adult from the Zenin clan: BECAUSE THEY SUCK.

7. Tengen: Old and entitled.

6. Kenjaku: Old and entitled part two. What gives him the right?

5. Sukuna: Horrid, nasty man. I feel like I shouldn't have to elaborate.

4. Ui Ui: Annoying. Literally, why are you even here?

3. Mei Mei: First of all, how am I supposed to take you seriously with that stupid braid hanging in front of your face? From the very instant her character was introduced, I did not like her, but I thought maybe I was being a woman hater for no reason, so I really did try to tolerate her. But when we finally saw that scene in season two. PRISON!!! I was right. She's the worst. We are not gonna ignore that. Check her files.

2. That thing with the blond side ponytail: I hate him so much I don't even know his name. I don't care to know it. I would say why do you as a man look like that, but honestly why do you as a HUMAN BEING look like that? Why do you act like that? Why are you skipping around wearing a poorly made DIY toga? Whole nip is hanging out, and no one asked to see that. Why are you HOLDING HANDS with your blade? Freak. There is something so intrinsically, inherently, ONTOLOGICALLY wrong with him, you can't even blame it on childhood trauma or a personality disorder. The only time I ever supported Sukuna was when he bullied this emaciated Jo Jo Siwa lookin' thing in Shibuya.

Mahito: I hate him so much. I hate him more than I've ever hated any character. I actually lose the ability to speak coherently when I think about him because I hate him so much. I think it's so cringe when try-hard dudes say, "When I'm angry all I see is red." But when I think about Mahito it really is like blood and pure rage cloud my vision. He is literally the embodiment of if you gave an edge lord psychopathic eleven year old the power to kill people. "Wee, I'm so powerful and killing people is just SoooOoOoOoOOOo much fun!!" SHUT UP!!!!!!!! SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!! YOU ARE NOT FUNNY. YOU ARE NOT CUTE. YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL IN ANY WAY. He is genuinely the most irritating character I have ever come across. And as the story progresses, he just gets worse. What do you mean he can duplicate himself? Now we have to deal with TWO of this wretched creature? What do you mean he can be decapitated AND HIS HEAD WILL SPROUT LIMBS AND SPRINT AWAY? STOOOOOOOOOP. AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHAT HAPPENED TO NANAMI--I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT. Mahito is such a nasty, slithy, bothersome, despicable, nauseating little cockroach. "Yuji, you and I are the same." Huh? You thought you did something there, didn't you? You thought you ate and came up with some kind of deep, revolutionary concept? It's giving pretentious philosophy dude who thinks he's superior for being a little contrarian, nihilistic Nietzsche butt licker. When Yuji finally humbled him, I cannot tell you how much I enjoyed seeing the fear in his eyes. For one brief, fleeting moment, I could finally understand what sadists must feel like. Honestly, we deserved to watch him suffer, and I wish he would have suffered far more for far longer. Rot in anguish, Mahito. You will not be missed nor forgiven.

#long time no see #life been lifing #i need surgery :(#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #mai zenin #junpei yoshino #noritoshi kamo #toji fushiguro #jogo #uruame #tengen jjk #kenjaku #ryomen sukuna #ui ui #mei mei #mahito #hater

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silvergolddraco28 · 9 months

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Suppressed

Demons are known to cause some trouble and mischief but what happens when a demon suppresses their demonic nature for so long it takes a form of its own to fulfill the desires while taking its own retribution for being repressed for so long.

Golden eyes looked out to the setting sun, a gentle breeze blowing the twin feathers on their cap to the side. The golden eyes broke away from the sunset closing with a hint of pain on their face.

“You know you can't keep me suppressed much longer.” a voice similar to their own but slightly darker echoed in his head.

“I've done it for this long. I'm not going to let you ruin everything again.” Golden eyes flicked to a dark corner before flicking back to the sunset. The being stood and headed back inside to a small shack.

The golden-furred being opened a locked cabinet within the small shack finding the bottle of golden liquid. “I'm going to have to make more soon.” he grumbled to himself and picked up the last bottle popping off the cork and downing some of the bitter liquid. He coughed stopping half way from finishing the bottle feeling wrong. “What...” his vision spun, dropping the bottle that shattered to the floor, the golden liquid turning a dark blood red. He felt sick and feverish collapsing to his knees.

”I told you... You're not suppressing me anymore Great Sage.”

“I've kept you suppressed before... I can do it again.” the golden monkey snapped even though he felt weak and on the verge of blacking out.

”i’d like to see you try when you have nightshade running through your veins.” the voice chuckled as the golden monkey felt pain in his chest before a misty black smoke began to escape growing stronger taking a similar form to the golden monkey but different. His fur was a darker golden color, his clothing a metallic gray with silver armor and black accents, bright red pupils set in tar-black eyes bordered by a blood-red mask, looking down at the weakened sage.

“Have a nice nap~.” the darker monkey grinned hitting the lighter one hard enough in the gut to make him pass out unconscious something even power demons couldn't do very easily. “Now... Where did Luier and our cub run off to?” the darker monkey mussed looking around the shack in utter disgust. “You’ve really let your depression twist your mind. But that depression is what's making me stronger.”

With a blast of power, the shack easily crumbled leaving the two monkey men in a small clear patch surrounded by rubble. The silver armored monkey reached a hand out gripping something invisible before tearing it apart collapsing the illusion of an empty cave and revealing a slightly glowing palace carved into the very back wall of the cavern while a moon-shaped ‘lock’ floated in the silver barrier. “Time to remind the world how demonic we can truly be when we let loose. The first stop on that list is getting our staff back from our little cub.”

()()()()()()

“That’s it Mk! Give that emo monkey a good wack in the balls!” A young teenage girl with mostly black hair highlighted in green called from the sidelines watching a teenage boy spar with a black monkey that was slightly taller then the iconic golden monkey.

“Mei! I am not incapacitating Macaque!” the teenage boy shouted back.

“You know you wanna Mk!” Mei grinned

“I do not!” Mk stated.

“Keep your focus on me, Kid!” The black monkey snarked to the boy as multiple clones made of shadows rushed towards the teen. The boy squeaked, taking some of his hair and making his own clones to fight the shadows given life.

A bird cawed from above the two sparing males making Mei frown, she glanced up to see a black, rust-red, and silver hawk flying above the battle. It quickly began its dive with Mei swiftly looking for what it was targeting. Her gut told her this wasn't a normal bird. “Guys incoming!”

The two sparing males split as the bird came crashing down kicking up a large cloud of sand from the impact. As the cloud began to thin silver armor glittered in the clearing cloud while two long black ‘ribbons’ waved in the breeze.

“You look rather different Mihou.”

Macaque narrowed his eyes. “Who are you and how’d you know that name?” Mei ran over to MK and held up her sword.

“That staff is mine, cub. Hand it over.” the being in the cloud ordered.

MK gripped his staff, glaring at the strange figure. “This is my staff you weirdo!” He twirled it before slamming it into the ground. “I’m the Monkie Kid! Monkey King gave me the staff.”

“Who are you!” Macaque demanded, pointing his staff at the cloud. He felt the fur in the back of his neck rise as the figure silently turned to him.

The cloud blew away revealing the being. Dark golden fur, blood red mask, red pupils set in tar black eyes, dark silver and black armor with dark red highlights, long black claw-like nails with an unspoken intelligence that even a master strategist would be put to shame glimmered behind those eyes. “Dont recognize me Mihou?” the being asked with a slight tilt of their head.

Macaque recoiled, nearly dropping his staff. “This… this isn’t funny, Wukong! Knock it off!” He growled, glaring at the other monkey.

“Wait. That’s Monkey King? Why is he cosplaying as Macaque?” Mei blurted out, shaking MK’s shoulder.

The silver armored monkey snapped into action and seemed to appear right in front of Mk taking a firm hold of the staff. “I told you this is mine not something a cub should be playing with.” the silver-armored simian repeated. The staff seemed to shutter under the hold the red wood slowly bleeding to black while the golden ends turned silver with small spikes slowly forming.

“Hey!” MK protested, trying to pull it back. “Monkey King! What gives? I thought you said I was doing good!”

“Yeah!” Mei scowled, crossing her arms. “This isn’t cool, Monkey King.”

Macaque watched the older monkey, confused eyes tracking his movements. “What’s going on with you?” He knew down to his bones that this was the other celestial primate, but something was wrong.

The simian looked at Macaque tilting his head slightly. “Where’s your armor Mihou? You always admonished the other generals when they went around without theirs.”

Macaque’s jaw went slack. “My what? Why are you-?” He shook his head, slowly moving back. “This is weird. Even for you, Wukong.” He watched as MK kept trying to uselessly pull the staff from the king’s firm grip as Mei pumped him up. The two seemed to think it was some sort of weird training. “Why do you look like that? And stop calling me that!”

“We are at war aren't we? It can have been more then a few years since the Demon Wars. You were always paranoid about more coming isn't that why you sealed away the Palace behind that barrier?” He stated, minor confusion in his voice.

All three onlookers stopped and gawked at him. Mei and MK’s jaws were on the floor as they slowly turned from the Monkey King over to a faint looking Macaque. “Demon Wars?” MK whispered, sounding slightly afraid.

“Palace?!” Mai gasped, shocked. “You have a palace?”

Macaque felt as if the ground beneath his feet had crumbled. He mutely shook his head, trying to regain some semblance of control. “What?” He hoarsely whispered, staring into crimson eyes. “The Demon Wars ended centuries ago. Nearly a thousand years. What are you talking about?”

“Does Monkey King have amnesia again!” MK cried, looking dismayed.

“Does that mean we have to hit him on the head with another rock?” Mei asked, looking closely at the king.

Both the monkeys gave the two teens matching looks of disbelief. Macaque chuckled, thrown off. “What? You had amnesia?”

[...Mac... Mac! Get away from him now!] Came a telepathic warning to the black furred simian.

Macaque hesitated, tail flicking. [Wukong? What’s happening?] He glanced over to the kids and decided to play along with the strange imposter, time traveler? At least until he was able to get the two humans away from it. “Seriously. What’s with you?” He relaxed his posture and strolled over to the teenagers, standing right behind them.

[it's a Shade Mac! It's a shade it's not me!] Came more of the warning. Bells we're going off in Macaque’s head. Wukong couldn't hear him responding to the link and this being in front of him wasn't even acknowledging that there was a telepathic link as if he didn't even know it was possible.

MK gave Macaque a confused look as he placed a hand over one of his and Mei’s shoulders. The warrior gave the shade a smirk and purposefully looked just over the monkey’s shoulder as if he was watching something. “You’re late.” He forced himself to to hold his breath, praying the shade fell for this admittedly amateurish trick.

The simian glanced over his shoulder, falling entirely for the trick.

Macaque quickly covered the teen’s mouths as he dropped them into a portal, pulling them out into his dojo. “Shit. This is really bad.” He gripped his scarf and started pacing. [Wukong! Can you hear me?]

Mei and MK started yelling at the monkey. “What was that all about?” Mei stomped over to him.

“Why was Monkey King being so weird? Why did he take my staf?” The boy asked, worriedly looking around.

“That wasn't Wukong... That was a Shade.” Macaque replied.

Mk paled at this while Mei looked a bit confused. “A Shade? Like a ghost?” she asked.

“Oh my god. Is Monkey King dead?!” MK shrieked, grabbing Macaque’s shoulders and shaking him. “HOW???”

“Not that kind of Shade!” Macaque stated easily getting out of the teenager’s hold. “I think the term is a split personality from what your medical texts say about mind illnesses,” Macaque replied.

The two humans froze. MK hesitantly spoke up. “Monkey King has DID?”

“In a sense. The Shade would be the literal embodiment of the personality.”

“So Monkey King accidentally gave his other personality a body? Does that make him a father?” Mei asked, muttering the second question to herself.

“More like it's a rogue clone just a lot tougher.” Macaque clarified. “Not only that, this shade is very old. The older a shade is, the stronger it is. But Wukong never showed any signs of having a shade...” Macaque muttered the later part.

Mk thought. “Macaque... How different was Monkey King in the Demon Wars the shade talked about?” Mk asked, a theory growing in his head.

Macaque winced, glancing away. “It was before the Journey. During his Havoc In Heaven days.”

“So... Was he more like a typical demon back then?” Mk asked. The mentor he knew currently was nothing like any of the typical demons.

“Something like that. Wukong was always a little different. He claimed everything he did was to protect the mountain. ‘Keeping the mountain safe’ was his reason for doing anything. Even when the mountain was as safe as we could possibly get it, he never thought it was enough. Nothing was enough for him.” Macaque huffed, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. He glared down at the ground, dwelling on the distant memories. “Wukong was kinder before the wars started. I don't even know what changed.”

“PTSD...” Mk muttered. “He doesn't act at all like a demon these days. He doesn't eat meat, he's mostly taking care of the monkeys, training me, or meditating... You don't think the shade is his demon instincts on overdrive?” Mk questioned. “If this shade doesn't know it's been so long since the Wars then it's possible Monkey King might have been taking something to suppress it?”

Macaque considered the boy’s words. “Maybe. There isn’t a lot that could suppress instincts for someone as strong as him. If they are his instincts running wild then it might be a good idea for you two to keep your heads low until this gets worked out.”

“Are you saying that because he kept calling us cubs? He doesn’t usually call either of us that.” Mei noted, wrapping an arm around her friend.

“That's partly what I'm afraid of. Wukong was very paranoid when it came to the safety of pregnant mothers and young cubs from the troop and the demons that lived near the borders of the territory. To us you and Mk are still cubs since dragons arnt technically adults until their second century and humans have reached at least three decades.” Macaque explained. Looking back in hindsight Macaque should have known heaven had really messed with Wukong’s head more then he let on.

“Okay that's good and all but if that's a shade... Where’s the real Monkey King?” Mei asked.

Macaque shook his head, face grim. “I don’t know. I heard him warn me but he can’t hear me. And he hasn’t said anything since.” At the twin looks of confusion he explained. “Shortly before our failed attack on heaven, Wukong and I figured out how to talk to each other mentally without astral projecting. We never figured out how to do it with anyone else. Just each other. He used that to warn me about the shade.”

“Could he be behind something that's making it one way?” Mei asked.

Macaque shrugged, not having to feign his frustration. “Not even the Furnace could block us, but we were much closer during those days….” The ebony monkey’s eyes narrowed. “It’s possible the shade itself is the problem. Wukong isn’t actually whole without it.”

“This just got so much more complicated.” Mk groaned.

TBC…

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kemalamalam · 2 months

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RULES: post 5 songs associated with your OCs and 4 outfits they'd wear

i saw @bhaalsdeepbat doing the tag game and i wanna make one too i hope you dont mind 👉👈

huehuehue this is Chevrotain, my durge bard

they got fucking wormed half way through the game and became hard to look at so i changed their hair then they look half-decent (not as good looking as the default but still)

im gonna be sorta infodumping about their lore bc im insane for them

1. Bloody! Bloody! - Junie & TheHutFriends

so in my canon Chevrotain isnt the dark urge like the origin character but another bhaalspawn, theyre still a bhaalspawn though so their gameplay is still a durge playthrough and this song is so accurate to durge's storyline?? like

Ain't it funny how I scare myself sometimes

..You take his hand quite literally..

..I probably shouldn't have said that..

They said, the lady in red / Bloody! Bloody!

Durge being literally shocked at kicking the squirrel involuntarily?? / the Gale incident / durge saying freakish shit most of the time / literally Orin

this song is my number one go to when i think of Chevrotain 😭

2. Abbey - Mitski

i mentioned that Chevrotain is a cannibal 🥺 its funny bc they dont have any sense of taste, they also have a huge identity crisis thanks to Bhaal whispering to them on their "role" and they whole "you were created bc blah blah blah"

I am hungry I have been hungry I was born hungry What do I need? I am something I have been something I was born something What could I be?

the theme i like to go with them is "starvation", like being starved of fatherly love from Bhaal, being starved of their own identity, being starved of their own mind, being starved of a home.. so this song fits into it SO PERFECTLY

3. Our Word - 36 Questions, Jessie Shelton

GAH this song is so cool from the coolest musical i know (i only know like 6 musicals 🙃), its literally a musical podcast?? so cool.

anyways Chevrotain is a bard right, they usually manipulate people with their words, a lot of deception and persuasion bonuses, so they are a very deceitful and as a result they are a very distrusting person.

the song is about a girl who was raised to be a compulsive liar - when she accidentally broke her dad's ship in a bottle - her mom told her to lie to get out of trouble and it worked, so she kept lying and lying and lying to get herself out of situations.

the song ends with a near death experience, but all she can think in her dying moments is how her parents are going to lie about her existence just to avoid the hassle of dealing with her death.

And it's our word Yes, our word It's our word Yes, our word Against theirs

the thing about Chevrotain is that they cannot trust easily - and what they fear the most is that theyd be tricked the same way theyve been tricking others - its a constant for them and this song embodies it perfectly (･ω･)b

4. Animal Cannibal - Possibly in Michigan, Karen Skladany

haha cannibal mention

iconic song tbh, this one isnt as intricately tied to Chevrotain's character quirks in my mind as the others and its more of their whole vibe and sthick

Who knows how some people turn to strange ones Is it up to me to make them into dead ones? (Here we go again) I bite at the hand that feeds me Slap at the face that eats me Some kind of animal cannibal (Animal? Cannibal)

the tricking people into thinking theyre an unassuming bard even though theyre an experienced necromancer

and that they rebel against Bhaal pretty aggressively (well, as aggressive as you can when youre going against your literal God father without being punished by death 💀) such as never calling Bhaal as "father" pre-amnesia

5. The Milk Carton - Madilyn Mei

have i ever mentioned here that Chevrotain fell into the Feywild when they were around 9?

they were following a grinning cat named 'Alice Alice van Malice' who later became their guardian because fucking Ethel spotted baby Tain, took them in bc she realize that a bhaalspawn would make a strong hagspawn, since Alice didnt want to be responsible for a horrific fate of a child he decided to keep watch of them 😭

so this song is more to baby Tain's perspective, that they are now living in a stinky swamp in the Feywild and sleeping on a cold slab of stone instead of the cozy foster home they were in before..

I think I really miss my bed Oh when, oh when will the nightmare end? I had it good, I had it good And yet I left and can't retrace my steps Think I forgot a couple things My brain is still at home (Stop telling me all about your problems)

..but hey, at least theyre not dead!

Outfits/Style

Chevrotain's style is called classy and youthful in the DnD universe and timeline, but in todays world we call it grandmacore ❤

ok well it has a prince-like flare to it, the embroidery would be all silver bc one thing about Chevrotain is that theyre good at commiting to the bit, also the clothes beinf airy, flowy and puffy is important bc they dont like their clothes being skin tight bc they get uncomfortable easy.

its all billowy blouse + black pants combo bc its a classic and i love it SO MUCH, i eat this combo all the time everytime

im too shy to tag anyone else for this akdnsjnd anyone who wants to join in from seeing this post.. please tag me in it bc im nosy and i want to see ur Tav/Durge :3

#Spotify #SoundCloud #bg3 #chevrotain #uuooogh infodumping #this is fun hehe

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