actually sex is when you have to kill the only person in the world who ever understood you and then you go to their apartment and stand in the same spot they did and look out their window at the same view they saw trying to grasp at one last shred of connection now that they're gone all while thinking about how if you had to do it over you'd kill them again because that's how it was always going to end
I’ve never watched Jujutsu Kaisen but I can’t believe the thing that convinced me was not
Gojo Satoru (nor his homoerotic tension with his dead best friend)
But instead the protagonist’s birth origin story between a monster and their dedicated malewife monsterfucker of a husband as one of the unforgivable crimes against humanity (affectionate).