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JUJUTSU KAISEN 0: The Movie (2021)

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he is just so handsome

<3

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❝I wish I could be like you, Maki. I wish I could be so strong and unyielding. If there’s ever anything I can help with, just ask. Let’s crush the Zen'in clan! Or something.❞

Jujutsu Kaisen 0: The Movie (2021)

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One upside to being a writer is you can write your own comfort fic. The downside is you still have to actually write it.

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Magic night

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— My, what a lovely family you are.

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Growing up with your starters

Artist:  esasi8794 / Twitter

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Okay I need to talk about Riza Hawkeye and Nina Tucker for a second.

"If there was ever an act of the devil in this world, this case would have to be it."

How do you think Lieutenant Hawkeye felt, when she got the full story on the Tucker case from the Elrics?

Because the same thing happened to her.

A young girl, with few friends and no mother, living in a big house alone with her father, who clearly pours most of his energy and focus into his work with little left over for his daughter. (The only interest he really shows in children at all is to the young alchemists who come asking about his work.) One day, he finally asks if she'd like to help him with his work, so of course she happily agrees. He's finally starting to pay attention to her, to let her back in to his life!

And then he maims her. For the sake of his alchemy.

Granted, we don't know the specifics about Berthold giving Riza the tattoo, but there's no way that was 100% consensual. There had to have been emotional and/or psychological manipulation in play. And that tracks, because I highly doubt Berthold's treatment of Riza changed so drastically overnight; it must have been going on for years. Not to mention, this was before Riza, before anyone other than Berthold had seen what flame alchemy could do. Could she even have realized the extent of what he asked of her? If he asked?

Even if Riza hadn't followed Roy to Ishval, her life would never have been normal. She has the blueprint to the single deadliest alchemical weapon ever invented inked into her back. With the military's reaction to finding out what Roy can do with flame alchemy, we can guess what lengths people would go to to gain its secrets. (I know that idea has been explored a lot in fic.) She has to be careful about what clothes she wears. She has to be careful about what doctors she sees. Would she even be able to date? How is she supposed to explain it to potential partners? How does she ensure anyone who does find out doesn't expose her secret?

And we all know what Nina's life would have been like if she had lived. Military scientists poking and studying and experimenting on her until she passed sooner or later--probably sooner. Living in a lab, treated as nothing more than a scientific phenomenon, feeling even more lonely and unloved than she had before.

Even if Nina somehow had ended up outside the military's clutches, what would her life had been like? Her body and mind fused with a dog's; how would that affect her psyche? How would other humans react to her? Darius and Heinkel and them seem all right, but they can mask their chimerism, their fusions were powered by Philosopher's stones and occured when they were already adults. They're presumably the refined batch. Nina was a prototype.

How do you think Riza felt, when she realized what happened to her, had happened again? That it was even worse? That another lonely little girl who just wanted her father's love had been taken advantage of for the sake of furthering alchemy? That this little girl hadn't survived? That this had happened right in Mustang's jurisdiction, right under their noses, and she hadn't even known?

It breaks my heart. For both of them.

They just wanted to be loved.

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oblivious

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so has anyone analyzed the psychological implications that being a mary sue would have on a conscious being or do i have to write thinkpieces again