#my Romeo and Juliet rants
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A lot of productions (or production ideas) for Romeo and Juliet come up with elaborate aesthetics for both of the feuding families, and there is definitely a charm as well as a large degree of blessed creativity to this, but honestly, the more I think about the play, the more I feel the most resounding choice with me, given the play's meaning, would be to make the Montagues and the Capulets' costumes very, very similar. Almost identical - the same silhouettes, materials, everything. Have the only thing signalling which family it is be a ribbon or band tied around the arm, a particular embellishment at the collar of a dress or shirt, maybe some item of clothing that's easy to take off, like a vest or small cape, or a scarf. Maybe aside from the Lords and Ladies of both surnames, they could wear something that's entirely in their family's chosen colours/symbols, but the rest of the family and their supporters? Just these details. Because that's really one of the things that hit so hard in the text: there is literally no reason for the feud. There's no logically existing divide. We have two influential families of equal standing, who live by the same customs, whose children probably have the same education, who employ people with the same mindset and themselves presumably have the same mindset. They could very well live beside each other, they could very well switch places and be each other. These poor teenagers in Romeo and Juliet are forced to live in a world shaped by something that just doesn't exist. And they're mistreated, and they struggle, and they die - at more or less fourteen or fifteen! - for something that doesn't exist. Because at this point there is no reason to go on with this conflict, if there even was one in the first place, which I doubt. I think there is a lot of sense in the fact that we never learn why the Capulets despise the Montagues and vice versa. I wouldn't be surprised if during the time of the play there was just no one that could remember it. But still, this conflict, this absolutely empty, pointless, senseless conflict, wrecks the community of Verona, pitting citizens against each other and leading to innocent kids dying. And I think if I were directing the play, that's the thing I would emphasise: that they are really the same. Have Lord Montague make a similar scream, speak in a similar tone mourning his son as Lord Capulet did mourning his daughter. Have the servants at the beginning of the play use exactly the same gestures and mannerisms. Have the dear uninvited party-sneakers get along with Capulet youth at the ball and genuinely have fun together. And have the citizens at the end be all the same in their surprise and grief, virtually indistinguishable save for this ribbon or embellishment they can just rip off of their costume, becoming one whole crowd. All of these people could pass each other, say hello, gossip on the street with no problem - if it weren't for these details that somehow make them part of two different entities. For there is no border between the Capulets and the Montagues other than the artificial one they try to create themselves. And people die for it.
#the next best design option is of course one family wearing uggs and the other wearing crocs#romeo and juliet#shakespeare#my Romeo and Juliet rants
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I want to rant about my babygirl uwu 'he hasn't done anything wrong' cinnamon roll bisexual boy for a moment.
Just look at him.
He's my soft adorable little guy :3
*steals his jacket* It looks so cool!
He also has a dagger which is so bloody cool like gimme that I'm jealous! I wanna be Romeo.
Oh no...
I don't know whether I wanna be him or date him. The gender envy goes hard though.
I relate to Romeo a lot especially in this song. I just wanna live my life but other people keep trying to tell me what to do. So, you know what, I'm just gonna do things my way because living isn't forever.
Things Romeo and I have in common
Bi
No upper body strength
More of a lover than a fighter
Broken
Hated by a lot of people
Terrible family
A lot of feelings
Romeo: I have no upper body strength.
Me: Same, Romeo, same.
Romeo: I'm a mess...
Me: You're not a mess. You're a hot mess. You're still a little messy but at least you're hot!
Romeo: You think I'm hot?
Me: *realises what I just said* Uh... fuck, I mean... I WANT TO CUT YOU UP INTO LITTLE STARS!
Romeo: *stunned* Like with a knife?!
Me: I think it's supposed to be a metaphor but I have absolutely no clue what it means...
Romeo: Me neither. Wanna be friends? Everyone seems to hate me right now even though I came back from the dead.
Me: From the dead? That's super dope!
Romeo: You say that too?! That's my catchphrase!
Me: Really? Yeah, let's be friends. *smiles*
End scene
Self insert go brrr
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The weirdest/funniest (well to me at least) thing that happens in Romeo and Juliet is that no one cares when not one but TWO members of the ROYAL family die. Mercutio and Count Paris both die and they are related to the prince and for some reason no one really cares.
1. When Mercutio is killed, Romeo and Benvolio are saddened cause their best friend is dead. Because of that Romeo kills Tybalt and for whatever reason, Tybalt’s death is more important than Mercutio, like Mercutio is just like forgotten. The Prince banishes Romeo because he kills Tybalt but seemingly he just forgets that he’s COUSIN got killed by Tybalt. I feel like he should have thanked Romeo for getting rid of the man who killed HIS COUSIN, but no Romeo gets banished. It’s almost as if everyone just forgets about Mercutio (which hurts me deeply cause he’s my favorite character)
2. The scene where everyone finds Romeo and Juliet dead, it seems that everyone just ignores the dead COUNT. RoMEo AnD jUiLet dIeD FOr eAch OtHEr hOW tRaGic, dude there is literal DEAD ROYALTY WHY IS NO ONE PAYING ATTENTION TO THE DEAD COUNT PARIS. Don’t get me wrong i disliked Paris (disliked is a weak word), but like why does everyone in Verona including the Prince just gloss over when someone who is royalty dies.
#romeo and juliet#mercutio#I am still sad about Mercutio dying#rip Mercutio#william shakespere#shakespeare#my rants
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perpetually frothing at the mouth over Robin Hobb's dedication to an entirely textually-unsupported "100% straight" Fitz Farseer, at the expense of her own goddamn themes & craft as a writer
honey no one has ever done it like you & i hope no one ever does again!!! to write a 16-book romance complete with a magic allegory for queerness that parallels the main character's journey of self-acceptance, featuring years of pining, multiple kisses & declarations of literal soulmate-level love between a character who is on-the-page-queer & a "completely heterosexual" unreliable narrator whose massive defining flaw is the way he lies to himself about things that make him uncomfortable
& then have the gall to look down your nose at fans who pick up the not-even-fucking-subtext you've been laying down & tell us "that's ridiculous, he has sex with women, he can't be any kind of queer" i mean. i am so sorry for reading what you wrote & believing it lmfao next time i will make sure to ignore the story on the page in favor of whatever the hell is going on in your head!
#realm of the elderlings#robin hobb#rote spoilers#rote#i wish i'd never heard about the rant but i also wish someone had warned me before i started the books#it blows my fucking mind that there are people who read these & somehow agree with her#people talk about shipping these characters & it's like yeah. i guess shipping is one way to describe it? like do you ship romeo & juliet?#i'm not out here making shit up just because i'm gay SHE FULLY PUT IN THE WORK FOR ME
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How’re we feeling, everybody?
@50-shades-of-cloaca @leonsi @dg-darkfantasy @inceldonnie @princessgemma12 @brightlotusmoon
#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt movie#I backed out on Romeo and Juliet to see this thing#I don't regret it#it wasn't perfect#but it was badass#tmnt movie#leonardo#leo#rise of the tmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#tmnt 2k18#tmnt 2018#tmnt idw#tmnt comics#idw comics#my ranting about this is on discord btw#if you haven't seen it yet ignore me
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I love Shakespeare, but I feel like that’s either extremely obvious because it’s Shakespeare it extremely pretentious because it’s Shakespeare.
#I am currently obsessing over Hamlet#Romeo and Juliet being on the English curriculum is a blessing#Othello is also really good I am a big fan of Othello#I also love seeing different Shakespeare adaptations#I saw this brilliant production of Hamlet on BBC and now I cannot find it#I do not love seeing different Shakespeare adaptations if said adaptations contain Laurence Olivier#I absolutely hate Laurence Olivier#My absolute least favourite actor is Laurence Olivier#This has turned into a rant about Laurence Olivier#I’m sorry but the man can’t act#Not that I could do any better but my point stands
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I have to say, re-watching Gnomeo and Juliet after I’ve had to dissect the play with my blood, sweat, and tears, I’m digging into the parallels more than I should.
The obvious Romeo and Juliet
Forbidden love, love at first sight, etc etc etc
Montague and Capulet
They hate each other
We even have a Paris and Nurse parallel
Tybalt
The angry dude that dies fighting Romeo
These two ending the family feud only when their families are in ruin and they think their children are dead.
But the thing that I still can’t figure out is the role of Mercutio and Benvolio.
Sure, his name is Benny, probably short for Benvolio, and he sticks to Gnomeo’s side the whole time.
But honestly?
He’s more of a Mercutio
Because
Mf is an instigator. Always looking for a something to do or to fight
He fights Tybalt, almost gets him and Gnomeo caught when vandalizing, and he was the catalyst for the whole lawnmower situation that nearly killed everyone.
These two, I feel, are more Benvolio material.
They’re kind, patient, and actually helpful. Stark contrast to whatever Benny/Mercutio were.
Anyways, that’s it. Just had to point that out.
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i love my church community bc i just go up to an older person and say how are you and your wife doing today? and then i am treated to a 50 year love story unprompted and it is always the sweetest, funniest thing. and then sometimes a teenager comes up to me and i say how's finals going bro? and i am treated to an unprompted 15 minute rant from a 14 year old about romeo and juliet. and sometimes i see a middle schooler sitting alone looking grumpy and lonely and i go what's on your mind my friend? and the kid says "i HATE chicago" and i go, uh why? and then i sit there next to them for 20 minutes while sixth grader explains in great detail why they hated their family vacation to chicago. today a woman my age came up to me and she said how's life and i said, i got nothing to compain about, how are you doing? and she said, looking suddenly very panicked and overwhelmed, my husband and i just bought a house, and then i listen to someone my age explain how worried she is about the electric wiring in a 120 year old house she kind of wasn't planning to buy. church is a nice place to meet a collection of people who like to tell stories
#obvs i'm blessed bc my church is super progressive and not full of headass evangelicals#it's just like liberal mainline protestants who love the golden state warriors as much as they love their grandkids#but i love like. when i just ask someone how they are doing and they just start telling me what's on their mind#it's never what i expect#i was not expecting a treatise on chicago or a rant about romeo and juliet or ''i'm worried i will burn down my new house''#but that's what i got#people are so funny i love them#cool stories with kasper
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Shoutout to signorina amore
#my art#romeo + juliet 1996#I dunno her name#but I’ll find some names#Anyways I’ll rant abt her backstory later
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I think people should start recommending me books that describe very little but also a lot
(Reading is hard but I like it)
#aka i loved Frankenstein and i need more classics like that#i also loved the picture of dorian gray and lord of the flies but omg stop describing the leaves on the trees and your rock collection for#5 fucking pages#classic lit recs please#classic lit#gothic lit#i am more of a fan of gothic lit#thinking about reading lovecraft but overly sarcastic productions just explains it so wellllll#side rant i really love overly sarcastic productions bc they feed my mythology interest and my literature interest#i also like their trope series#teehee#edit i did like lord of the flies and romeo and juliet but#very long and complicated yknow
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I think the main thing that absolutely infuriates me about the "Romeo and Juliet were just dumb, horny teens" take is this implication that because they were so young, their relationship had to boil down to them being dramatic and inventing some great romance to moan about, or lust and hormones. As a teenager, it makes me want to tear the speaker apart with my bare hands. Interchangeably with stabbing, maybe.
When you look at the text, you can clearly see that there is some emotional connection between Juliet and Romeo. Their first conversation is literally a sonnet - which already indicates some sort of understanding and mutuality, and it's also beautiful poetry. They are the only characters in the entire play that they are really fully comfortable talking to. The adults are caught up in the feud, Nurse loves Juliet, but cannot understand her (and makes a dirty joke at her expense in Act I, which for a person Juliet's age would be awfully unpleasant), Romeo's friends, though I Iove them, don't get his sensitivity - Mercutio laughing at it and Benvolio worried by it - which Juliet, in turn, appreciates. They speak of each other with respect and admiration, quite unusually in Verona, where all is conflict and even Juliet's own father insults her: look at the sonnet, the balcony scene, Romeo comparing his sweetheart to the sun or a jewel (in contrast to his earlier quotes about Rosaline, which are literally a compilation of clichés stacked on top of one another). Even when Juliet awaits their wedding night, in a speech clearly centered on sexual matters, there is a visible softness and affection with which she treats Romeo ("cut him out in little stars"...). She waits for the night because it's him, not "I want to sleep with someone because I want to sleep with someone". The two genuinely care about each other, and are fond of each other. Of course, we can wonder if this love would last if they were given an opportunity to grow older, but when the play takes place, this love is there, and it's beautiful.
(Off-topic, I'd also like to note that this is an Elizabethan play that takes place in even earlier times, presumably late medieval - early renaissance Italy. They wouldn't live in the modern world where you can date many different people and settle well into your thirties or fourties. The average marriage age for girls in Shakespeare's time was about twenty, in fifteenth century Florence it was eighteen. Both of them were from wealthy families, so they'd likely be expected - even if Juliet's parents did not force her into a marriage with Paris - to marry earlier, for financial and political purposes. There couldn't be a "growing older" like we imagine it. Even their hypothetical different relationships would be early relationships for today's standards)
And it makes my blood boil when the visible genuine bond between these two is reduced to just "dumb kids being horny". The motive behind these words being partly, of course, the high-school-acquired All Required Reading is Nonsense edginess, but also a deeper issue - the inability to comprehend the fact that teenage love is also often real love.
Being capable of having deep and meaningful romantic relationships does not come baked into your birthday cake when you turn eighteen or attached to your first ever bill. Not every single feeling a teenager might harbour is at its core shallow lust and wanting to get laid. Of course, there's lots of cases of shortsighted infatuation where the pair really have nothing in common! I could name at least a few examples I have seen personally. But still, on every street and every corner of the world, and often a few metres from these pointless infatuations, teens fall in love because there's something more to it. Because they find they have a lot in common, because they get along well with each other, because they are able to see the good in the other person - their kindness, their intelligence, their enthusiasm, you name it. "Teens" including the younger teens, from thirteen to fifteen. And this love is a deep emotional bond. Sure, in most cases it will not last until death (and to be honest, relationships not working out is not really a teenage-specific phenomenon and a sign that young love of all is inherently doomed and it has to die so the curse of growing up is fulfilled), but it doesn't make it less of a love when it still remains, and it includes all the things love is about. Young couples go on dates, and have fun. They confide in each other. They support each other through hard times, they show care, they sometimes make sacrifices for their loved one's good. As any person in love does, at any age.
When I fell in love four months ago, I did not fall in love because I wanted to sleep with someone so bad. In fact, I do not want to - not for the next several years. I realise it's something I might want someday, but it's not today; and above all, I'm way too young. If anything, what I want is to kiss someone, or run my fingers through his hair, or read with his head in my lap - but it's not something I'd go out of my way and date a random person to get, come on. I fell in love because he is actually the first boy that reminds me of myself so much, the first I can understand so well. Because I also have a penchant for history and writing, I also tend to use formal and flowery language in very informal situations, I also enjoy people's attention (though I seem to worry more about being a potential inconvenience than he does), I also believe that we should judge people as individuals, because there's too much nuance in one person to make proper statements about large groups - and I find in him so many things that I can relate to, though of course I can't say I know him well enough to speak much for sure. Besides, he's simply a wonderful person, not flawless, of course, but he has a good heart. He is always kind, and well-mannered, and intelligent, and you can laugh with him. He would care if something bad happened, no matter if he says that he wouldn't. I think I know him well enough to say this at least. And if he loved me back (a thing I consider unlikely for now, but not entirely impossible), would we stay together forever? Heaven alone knows! Maybe not! It is up to the higher power. But even if we broke up, that wouldn't erase the fact that I loved him, and I would have done a lot for him, and we were able to have meaningful conversations. Just because a love isn't forever, doesn't mean it was never there.
Because - what the "dumb kids" people don't seem to grasp - teenagers are also human beings with a functioning, even if not fully developed, brain, capable of having complex feelings and thoughts just like an adult. Note that Shakespeare's leads, at least Juliet, actually do that - hence the pre-wedding night monologue, the "deny thy father and refuse thy name", her statement (I don't know the English original of that one, to be honest) that she is too soft and loving towards Romeo already, but it's because she has such profound feelings for him she can't even pretend to be strict. It's noticeable that she has some emotional maturity, at least - she shows some critical thinking abilities, she understands the consequences of many actions, she is able to see that the feud is pointless and a name is just a name. She's a teenager, and someone in their teens is also a Homo sapiens specimen, not a being from a different planet. Teens think and feel. It might not be the same reality as the adult one, and they don't deal with emotions with such ease as an adult would, but that doesn't mean they are unable to truly love and care, to enjoy talking to someone and want the best for them, like grown-ups do - as developing an affection for someone that makes you happy is a very human thing, and I can guarantee you a thirteen or fourteen-year-old is a developed enough human being to experience it.
So, to sum it up, if I hear any "Romeo and Juliet were just dumb kids being horny" on my watch, the author of this statement will presumably be mercilessly killed, and then I'll do as Fulvia allegedly did to Cicero and stab something through their tongue, except instead of a hairpin, I'll probably use one of the darts my little brother got for Christmas. They are very sharp. We have several holes in the floor already.
#and today I live up to my URL and write a full-blown essay#romeo and juliet#shakespeare#classic literature#my Romeo and Juliet rants
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On a more exciting note!!! Is that promo image with the balcony kissing scene an upcoming story??? Is it Romeo and Juliet inspired??? Please! I need to know!
#personal rant#romance club#romance club your story interactive#i know it might not necessarily be romeo and juliet but balcony scenes always make that pop in my head first
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my loathing for romeo and juliet is pure. concentrated. unadulterated. absolute. consuming. ever-blazing like the fire in the pits of hell-
#this mostly stems from having to write several essays about it#i mean. it was already my least favourite shakespeare play but i am currently in the middle of writing an essay about the friar and ughhh-#the man was literally like#i really don't think it's possible for romeo to actually love juliet seeing as they only met yesterday but sure i'll marry them ig lmao#bro you care about romeo right???#you. the whole point of this is that you're worried that his feelings aren't genuine and you don't want him to get hurt?#so why are you letting him get married? to resolve the conflict between the two households? because bro idk if it's worth it#sorry if i have gravely misunderstood this whole play please feel free to scream at me about how i'm so wrong lmao i just. ugh#i understand that the play is probably actually very deep and very meaningful but tbh idgaf i still hate it#tempest's dumb thoughts#sorry for the rant
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True Love vs Infatuation | Gojo x Reader
Summary: Gojo loves nothing more than spending time with you, even if it only consists of doing the most mundane of things. It wasn't until today, you realized just how much Gojo Satoru loves you.
Pairing: High School Gojo x YN
Genre: fluff, established relationship
Word Count: 2.4k
A/n: Imma be so honest idk wtf this is but I wrote it a hellaaa long time ago. So bc JJK s2 is out I thought why not post this drabble I wrote a long ass time ago. I also genuinely think this prolly isn't how canon Gojo would act but bruh I tried!! Anyways enjoy
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Incandescent fireflies painted the dark sky with small flakes of light, creating an enriched serene atmosphere for reading.
So there you sat cross-legged, outside your balcony, fully engrossed by the book you were reading.
You slowly became hypnotised by the words allocated within the pages of the novel you were reading.
As your eyes further loomed through the pages and comprehended the context, your eyebrows furrowed in irritation and cuss words occasionally left your lips.
Lost and captivated by the words decorating the interior pages of the book, you paid no mind to the snoring boy who laid down on your lap.
You continued reading the story. Book in your dominant hand; whereas, the other one gently massaged the scalp of the teenage boy on your lap.
Page after page began to turn, and soon enough you’ve reached the final page… to say you were disappointed was an understatement.
Angered at the ending, you immediately slammed the book down on a coffee table and debated on whether or not you should ignite it on fire for illustrating such a realistic yet heartbreaking ending.
Your sudden outburst lured the teenage boy out of his sleep, and he groaned, carelessly rubbing his eyes during his tired state.
“Did one of your favourite manga boys die again?” he asked, now fully sitting up and stretching his arms.
“You’re not entirely wrong,” you aggravatedly muttered.
“Then tell me what’s aggravating your pretty self and giving you wrinkles,” he stated and you didn’t even bother showing your irritation to the latter comment.
You took a deep breath, turned your head and he watched as your eyes became livid as you recited the vast difference of each character’s milieu and how their fate perfectly intertwined with one another.
Your hands doing all sorts of motions, in an attempt to exemplify your extreme dislike and sadness of the poetic story you read.
A story involving two individuals who unconsciously were ameliorating each other’s lives.
“It’s infuriating Satoru!! Did these two airheads even love each other?? It hasn’t even been like 24 hours and the girl is already marrying the man who was bawling his eyes over another girl- love of my life my ass,”
Satoru listened to your outburst intently, smiling at the sounds of your melodic voice.
You let out a small huff of frustration, before finally ending your rant and the tears suddenly cascaded down your pale skin, “That being said, the author is able to write damn well.”
Satoru only laughed quietly, wiping away your stray tears with his right hand, “I thought you hated sad romantic books? Why would you willingly choose to read Shakespere? At least watch the movie instead,” he replied and began playing with your hair.
His reply caught you off guard and you tilted your head in confusion, staring at him with wide eyes.
“You know what book I’m talking about?” you asked incredulously.
“Yes… why do you look so shocked?” he asked, continuing to brush the threads of your h/l h/c hair, “It’s Romeo and Juliet, how could I not know? I swear Shoto was straight up fangirling about the movie actor-Da Vinci!!”
“Da Vinci?” you replied, flicking his forehead and trying to hide your growing amusement, causing the man to pout his lips, “How the hell would a painter act? A dead painter at that.”
“No- no Leonardo Da Vinci the actor-”
It took every fibre in you to not burst out laughing at the moron in front of you, “My love, listen to me carefully- it's Di Caprio. Da Vinci painted the Mona Lisa.”
The man in front of you scoffed at your reply.
“Da Vinci. Di Caprio, who cares. They’re both Leo’s involved in the art industry of the world. You must admit though, neither of them compare to me!” he said proudly.
“I don’t know…. Leonardo Di Caprio does seem to have a lot of fangirls right now…. I mean have you seen him in Romeo and Juliet? Or better yet, Titanic?”
The man only poked the interior of his cheek with his tongue, scowling at you as you laughed.
“The real question is though- did you read the book?”
“Yes,” he let out, not missing a beat.
“The Satoru Gojo reads? The world must be ending,” you teased, clasping one of his hands and using your other hand to caress his cheek.
Satoru didn’t say anything. Instead, he leaned into your hand and softly smiled.
His eyes soon twinkled into amusement, as an idea struck him.
Noticing the change of his behaviour, you lifted an eyebrow to display your confusion. Satoru remained silent and instead flipped you over, so that your back was pressed against the couch.
He smirked, straddling your hips and began tickling your sides.
Squirming under his touch, you burst into fits of laughter, “T-toru…. S-stop….” you tried to breathe out, “Gojo- p-please hahahaha.”
Your pleas only encouraged him to tickle you faster, and you soon began to kick your feet, thrashing beneath the man as if your strength could overpower his.
“Say Gojo Satoru is the strongest person in the world,” he smiled, continuing his attack.
“I’d rather die,” you said in between heaps of laughter.
The man poked the interior of his cheek before smirking at you, a playful smile adorning his face as he continued with his attack.
“Being tickled to death. Hm that seems new, I’ll discard your body so don’t worry, suit yourself,” he replied and grazed his fingers at your newly exposed skin, since your shirt slowly began to ride up above your navel.
“Ok ok… Gojo… is the… strongest person….”
“Go on, continue,” he encouraged.
Despite the laughter escaping your lips, forcing your eyes shut, you already sensed the cockiness behind his words and you immediately laughed harder when you thought of something that would catch him off guard.
“Gojo- i-is… the… strongest….” you stuttered out.
“Altogether, now, state the full name,” he stated. Although, it seemed more like a command than a request.
“OK!! Gojo Y/n is the strongest person in the world,” you spurred out in one quick breath.
Impressed with the turn of events and his lack of words, you could not help but smirk- considering you made this cocky guy lose his demeanour.
His tickling immediately ceased, his irises resembling a deer caught in the headlights, and his mouth slowly falling open.
Gojo was in disbelief, as he tried to ensure his hearing wasn’t deteriorating and the words that escaped your mouth not too long ago were not a part of his mere illusive imagination.
Before he could recover and say some snide snarky remark, you grabbed Satoru’s shirt, pulling him down with you against the cushions of the couch you resided on.
The action took him by surprise, but he didn't refuse and instead grabbed your waist, pulling you closer to him, with his arms eventually caging you beneath him.
He licked your bottom lip, and you found yourself parting your mouth slightly, both your tongues intertwining with one another.
Caressing your cheek, he then began to angle your head more towards the left, and did not hesitate to bite your bottom lip shortly after.
You hissed at the new sensation, and Gojo immediately attempted to alleviate the now burning sensation on your lips by running his lips over the new forming bruise.
You were the first to pull back to breathe. As the both of you attempted to even out your breathing, one of your hands caressed his dusted pink cheeks, while the other one removed his sunglasses, revealing those piercing icy blue eyes you fell in love with.
He looked at you with such love and adoration that you could not help but feel butterflies swarming around your stomach.
Your e/c eyes looked up at his illuminating bright blue ones and you smiled, “I’m the strongest person in the world, Toru.”
“That you are,” he replied, kissing your nose.
“You’re not even going to rebuttal and be the cocky bastard you usually are?” You questioned him, raising an eyebrow.
“You’re the strongest… The strongest doesn’t necessarily mean having the most power. It’s your character. Plus you got me… not just anyone could make me fall in love with them. You have my tall ass whipped around your finger.”
You stared at your boyfriend, in awe and bursted out laughing. “We’re both strong. How about that?”
“Mhm. We’re the top two strongest special grade sorcerers to exist, and for the next century to come” he muttered and buried himself into your neck, as he was now fully lying down on you.
You laughed at his reply, “Your best friend might not like that statement so much,”
“... I mean you’re also my best friend and technically you’re stronger than him, not by a longshot but still stronger nonetheless… and I couldn’t be more proud of you,” he mumbled and kissed your neck.
You quietly hummed in reply, and began to softly hymn the songs of a soft lullaby.
Satoru was still lying on top of you, and as the melody escaped your lips, your fingers threaded his soft white hair.
Gojo Satoru was at peace. This cocky bastard was like putty in your hands, and you wouldn’t have had it any other way.
To others his exterior forecasted a childish, arrogant and conceited individual. One who would blatantly show his dislike to those who he did not give an ounce of care for.
And to the shaman and other sorcerers who only knew his name, he was a force to be reckoned with and feared.
But to you, he was only Gojo Satoru.
“Y/n?” he called out softly.
“Yeah?”
“You know, I love you, right?” his face may have been hiding in your neck, but you could feel him smiling.
You raised an eyebrow at his sudden comment, but even you couldn’t stop the smile threatening to form, “I know. And I love you too, forever and always,”
“You didn’t lie though earlier,” he randomly stated, “One day, your new name will become Gojo Y/n.”
“Satoru…” you whispered, fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall.
“One day, I’ll marry you… and when we’re older you'll become the mother of our children.”
“One day Satoru, one day,” you replied, kissing his temple. “By the way, since when did you even read- romance books?”
You felt his breathing hitch and he slowly pried himself off of you, aimlessly scratching the back of his head.
“Uhm… like two years ago?”
“Why though?”
“About two years ago, there was a new transfer student. I noticed she was eloquently spoken, especially in English-”
“Eloquently spoken??” You asked, trying to suppress your laughter.
“Shut up and let me finish,”
You covered your mouth and smiled.
“Anyways, I was coming back from a mission and stuffing my face with an assortment of sweets. Then I heard you and Shoko talking about romance novels, and how you liked guys that read… so the first book I picked up was some corny romance manga and then I read Romeo and Juliet. Shitty book that I barely understood but happy ending I guess.”
“So you only started reading because you overheard me talk about it?” you pinched his cheeks, “Aw, first year Gojo Satoru was so whipped and in love, how sweet”
Satoru only rolled his eyes at your statement, and you bursted out laughing as you remembered his attempts to woo you back in your first year.
“I thought you barely had any hobbies?” you asked.
“I don’t. Because I’m good at everything.”
“Yet you still chose to pick up reading of all things?” you slightly laughed.
“I would pick up any hobby if you asked me to, honestly.”
“No offence, but if that is where you got your romance from you did a shitty job, love.” you giggled.
“Ouch,” he replied, “But hey it went pretty well, you’re mine now anyways.”
“That you are,” You replied, kissing his nose. “So if you read the book and I assume you also watched the movie, do you understand my pain?”
“100% Romeo is an airhead. He was probably just horny and infatuated with the first female he saw,” he bluntly stated and you couldn’t help but laugh out loud, Satoru joining in on your laughter.
As your laughs began to die down he continued, “On a serious note though… Whether or not it was love, their actions prove that they did love each other. I guess love really does make you blind, their suicide only proved that.”
“Tragic ending?”
“Not really… in a way, I believe it’s a happy ending- that is, assuming those two airheads were actually in love with each other.”
“Did you not hear me muttering cuss words when reading and slamming the book? If you asked me, that book was nothing but aggravating and sad.”
“Sad as their death was, it was a happy ending. They claimed to have met their soulmate and the love of their life before they died. Not everyone gets that luxury you know?”
You looked at your boyfriend with both amazement and confusion, “Since when were you so wise?”
“I don’t even know, love. But I’m not wrong…. Our story would be much happier though, because neither of us are gonna die.”
“You spoke nothing but the truth,” you quietly replied and the two of you began leaning into each other once again.
“Who knew Satoru could be such a wise lil baby,” said a voice, laughing.
The two of you immediately pulled away, and looked up to see no one other than Geto Suguru, the poor third wheeler of your relationship.
“Suguru… how long have you been there for?” you asked.
“Enough to know that this man loves you way too much… to the point where he knows his feelings for you aren’t infatuation but solid feelings.”
While you were a blushing mess, Gojo only smiled and smacked his best friend on his back, “Okay enough chit chat, why don’t we all get something to eat, yeah? I suggest-”
“Steak. We’re eating steak tonight at that new restaurant. You both are paying. It’s the least you could do for making me witness such crap.”
“You’re just mad because you’re single, bro”
“Ain’t that the truth,” you agreed.
“Shut the actual fuck, both of you lovebirds.”
The three of you then laughed and made your way to the restaurant of Suguru’s choice.
A/n: So any thoughts? I hope you all liked it <3 Ngl, this does have another part to it, but idk if I'll ever post it tbh. Follow me on my ao3 account I have other ffs there too @idekmxre
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Batboys as Desi Films
𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧
Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge (1995)
Raj and Simran meet during a trip across Europe and end up getting stranded in the middle of nowhere after they miss their train. Despite their initial clashing, they fall in love. However, Simran’s traditional father has arranged her marriage elsewhere. Raj must win over Simran’s family to marry her, leading to a series of heartfelt moments, comedic misunderstandings, and ultimately, a dramatic climax where love conquers all as the couple fights for their happiness against societal norms.
Dick is so raj coded with his quips and charisma. Their chaotic banter and chemistry is off the charts. Any Indian who hasn’t watched this gets their desi card revoked immediately, I don’t make the rules. This movies fits Dick’s dramatic flair perfectly.
𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐝
Goliyon ki Raasleela Ram-Leela (2013)
The modern adaptation of William Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet,” set in rural Gujarat, India. It follows the love story of Ram, from the Rajadi clan and Leela, from the Sanera clan, who belong to rival gangster clans engaged in a long-standing feud. Despite the enmity between their families, Ram and Leela fall deeply in love, leading to a tragic and tumultuous journey filled with passion, violence, and sacrifice.
It fits Jason’s love for guns and classics. An absolute visual treat with cinematography and all the songs are absolute bangers.
𝐓𝐢𝐦 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞
Jab We Met (2007)
Aditya, a heartbroken business tycoon, someone who was dwelling in the lowest ebb of his life and was almost on the brink of giving it all up, aimlessly boards a train to escape his depressing life. On his journey he meets Geet, a talkative and vivacious young woman. Geet is on her way to meet her boyfriend, but her plans go awry, and she ends up stranded. Aditya, feeling sorry for her, decides to help her get to her destination safely. Along the way, they encounter various adventures and challenges that bring them closer together. Despite their contrasting personalities, they develop a deep connection. However, when they part ways, Aditya realizes his love for Geet and sets out to find her. In the end, they reunite, realizing they are meant to be together.
Grumpy x sunshine. The OG green flag. Epitome of ‘if he wanted to,he would’. Makes my chatterbox heart happy because of how much I relate to the FL. Favourite comfort movie of all time. ML kinda looks like Cillian Murphy’s scarecrow. “I like you a lot but that is my problem, you don’t need to worry about it.” Their fights and his little sassy comebacks and rants were so cute and fun to watch.
𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞
Jodhaa Akbar (2003)
The Mughal emperor Akbar, seeking to forge political alliances, marries Jodhaa, a Rajput princess. Initially a marriage of convenience, their relationship evolves as they learn to respect and love each other. Jodhaa struggles to adapt to Mughal customs, especially with their cultural and religious differences but her courage and integrity win Akbar's admiration. Despite conspiracies and opposition, including from Akbar's own court, their love prevails. The film explores the transformation of a young ruler, initially groomed for ruthlessness by his mentor Bairam Khan, into a wise and compassionate emperor who values mercy, diplomacy, religious harmony and cultural acceptance. Akbar's realization of the importance of religious tolerance, showcased through his abolition of discriminatory policies and his respect for all faiths.
The arranged marriage tag and the ‘raised as a weapon but softens and shows more compassion out of respect and love for his empress’ tag fits demonhead!Damian so much. The way he said mashallah after he pulled off her veil in the middle of a sword fight >>>>. I love how it captures the essence of India’s rich heritage and diversity. “Why seek paradise ? It is before me now.”
𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞
Khoobsurat (2014)
Milli, a free-spirited and eccentric young woman becomes the physiotherapist for a royal family. She brings her lively yet clumsy personality into the conservative royal household, shaking up their structured lives. It clashes with the formal atmosphere of the palace, especially with the stern matriarch, Nirmala Devi. Despite initial resistance, Milli's unconventional methods bring joy and laughter into the lives of the family members, including the brooding prince, Vikram. As Milli navigates the challenges of fitting into the royal household, she also finds herself falling in love with Vikram, leading to a series of comedic and heartwarming moments.
Very cliched (well it is a Disney film) and the second hand embarrassment is unreal but sometimes after a long day all you need is a feel-good cheesy rom-com. Oh to sit next to Fawad Khan in a red convertible while gazing lovingly at him. I like how she emphasises on improving the patient’s mental health to help him heal. Incase you haven’t noticed already, cold brooding™️ x silly goose is my favourite character dynamic.
𝐀/𝐍 - I’ll be honest with y’all, this was to satiate my desire of writing x desi! reader cuz I don’t have enough motivation or time to do it T^T
#batman#batfam#dick grayson#nightwing#dick grayson x reader#jason todd#red hood#red hood x reader#tim drake#red robin#tim drake x reader#damian al ghul#damian wayne#robin#damian wayne x reader#batboys#bruce wayne#batman x reader#bollywood#movies#bruce wayne x reader#ddlj#dilwale dulhania le jayenge#jab we met#khoobsurat#jodhaa akbar#ram leela
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