#Nobody touches his gege

[yeonslayjun]

Xie Lian Honey that's very sus

This scene made me squeal bc -

My man Hua Cheng did not think twice before sucking the poison for Xie Lian and the way he blasted the Cobra Scorpion was very Hot

Xie Lian going " A h~" .Do I need to elaborate more? cuz the panel makes it very how can I say.... SUS.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

akutami really wrote ”you did well, gojo satoru. i won’t forget you for as long as i live.” and then expected me to be okay afterwards

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Close proximity

Or, what if the coffin scene in TGCF had gone a little bit angstier

Warnings: spoilers I guess?

There were two things Xie Lian realized as he was squeezed together with Hua Cheng in the tiny coffin surfing the rough seas of Blackwater's domain.

One, his body was perilously reacting to the closeness, a strange heat building in the lower side of his abdomen.

Two, he was on the brink of a panic attack.

The conflicting emotions were confusing to say the least, opposite ends of a spectrum that was hard to pinpoint. Either way, all Xie Lian could think to do to alleviate both was breathe.

He couldn't allow his mind to flash to the hundred years of captivity in a cold, dark, cramped coffin, wounds throbbing and heart screaming in his chest as he'd pretended to be dead at the hands of his student.

And he couldn't move too much to allow himself the reassurance he wasn't nailed the wood anymore lest Hua Cheng were to discover his other...predicament.

The tempest outside was not lessening either, almost as if Fate was intent to make the worst of this situation, rocking the coffin against powerful, wrathful waves.

Blackwater Sinking Ships deserved his name, alright.

Still, Xie Lian tried to keep calm, to rationalize. He wasn't pinned to a coffin underneath a mountain anymore, he wasn't in pain, he wasn't trapped, this was temporary.

But he could feel the phantom pains of iron against his skin, the dull ache of untreated infection, the lack of air and the silent voice in his head scream help me, help me, please, help me-

"...Gege?"

Xie Lian blinked himself into focus again, looking up at the other almost like he had forgotten the ghost king was there.

"S-San Lang?"

Hua Cheng looked at him in a way that radiated concern and care even into the small, dark place they were in.

"You were mumbling 'help me'... over and over." Comes the soft, gentle reply, Hua Cheng's voice smooth like silk, like balm on an open wound.

Xie Lian paled, his body tensing up involuntarily. What could he say to that? He hadn't even realized it. Last time he was trapped into a coffin, he had screamed as loudly as he could, nobody was there to hear...

"I...I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

The lie didn't sound believable even to his own ears, but Xie Lian tried anyway. He knew Hua Cheng would see through it too - but he hoped he wouldn't ask.

He didn't.

Instead, he held Xie Lian a bit tighter, the hand around his waist rubbing gentle circles into the small of his back.

With the grounding touch, Xie Lian finally began to relax. He hadn't even noticed the tight grip he'd had on the other's robes, not until his fingers let go of the fine red silk.

[gyundo]

“I’m so glad I forgot my towel”

Dong Si Cheng (WinWin) x Male Reader!

SMUT!! DNI if under 18!!

Gege kink, muscle kink, underwear kink, size kink

Plot: Y/N is a first year college student and he develops a crush on winwin, his first friend. Little does he realize the implications and depth of Winwin’s attractiveness.

It was Y/N’s first year of college. Choosing to attend a big state university, Y/N was scared that he would drown out in the sea of students and be forgotten once again.

Y/N had always been a quiet boy who kept to himself in high school. He never had many friends due to his interests in drawing, which kept his social battery satisfied. That being said, Y/N never had a crush either.

Ultimately choosing to study Mandarin, Y/N was excited to start in a place where nobody knew him as a quiet nerd who was always drawing all the time.

Y/N’s major was relatively small, yet something (someone one) else that caught his eye wasn’t.

Dong Si Cheng, the prettiest boy Y/N had ever seen, was sitting in the middle of the classroom when Y/N chose to take a seat next to him, entranced by his beauty.

His perfect pecs showing through his compression shirt, and his large back highlighted through its disparity with the back of the chair made Y/N’s heart skip a beat. He had never been attracted to anyone, let alone another boy.

And above all, winwin’s face was so perfect that even a greek sculptor couldn’t have thought of it. His luscious, elegant, and plump lips made Y/N feel a certain way. His eyes, full of warmth and mystery, made Y/N want to get to know him better. But his hair, was the best styled hair Y/N had ever seen.

So simplisitic, yet sicheng’s face was perfectly framed by his evenly cut hair.

“H-Hello, I’m L/N Y/N. ” Y/N muttered as he sat down, staring at Winwin.

“Hey there, I’ve never seen you before. My name’s Sicheng by the way. What year are you?” Winwin questioned.

As the conversation went on, not only Y/N come to realize that only to add to his list of perfections, Winwin also had a great voice, but that he was also one year older than Y/N. Y/N had forgotten that due to his advanced level, he was placed in a second year class.

Winwin asked Y/N to eat lunch with him that day, a gesture which warmed his heart, as nobody had ever asked Y/N for lunch before. He was always used to sitting alone in the cafeteria.

As time went on, Y/N and Winwin got to know each other. Y/N always felt flustered by the interested his senior showed in him and his interests, and he always found himself blushing when he saw the elder in especially attractive clothes.

“Gege—-,” Y/N would often call out when WinWin would grab a drawing object of his and hold it out to where Y/N could not reach it. Y/N was a short boy, (Y/N height) cm, and his precious Sicheng-ge always towered over him at 183 cm. He was always in awe whenever he saw his gege’s large hands, long legs, and well-built body. They sparked a feeling in him that made Y/N want to touch him.

Eventually, Y/N started wondering how large Winwin’s other body parts would be too.

“Wh-WHY am I thinking about how big THAT would be,” Y/N once questioned himself.

Although Y/N was confused about what he felt, he definitely knew it was well beyond what was to be expected in a crush. He knew his senior’s body made him feel a certain pressure in his lower body, although he didn’t know what to do about it.

Eventually, Y/N and Winwin’s friendship got to the point where winwin would often come to Y/N’s house to study with him or just to talk to him and tease him. Winwin also developed a small liking for the small boy. His cute little hands and angry pout whenever he hid something Y/N needed made him feel so precious to be able to share those moments.

It even got to the point where Winwin would stay for days on end, and even a part of Y/N’s closet had Winwin’s clothes for when he’d sleep over instead of in his dorm.

One day, on his usual trip back from the gym, winwin realized he forgot to bring clothes to change into after his workout and shower.

Thinking it was no big deal, winwin took off his shirt and walked over to Y/N’s place to help the younger with some of the idioms or cheng yu, that he was struggling with memorizing.

However, a monster awoke inside Y/N when he saw his half-naked gege opening the door to his apartment.

The washboard abs, strands of hair cling to his forehead with sweat, along with the well defined biceps and pecs that Y/N admired out in the open, was too much for him to bear.

Just as winwin was about to sit down, he also took off his sweat-drenched shorts next to Y/N before sitting down with only his boxers on. The smell of sweat with winwin’s musk made Y/N instantly blush and he felt his own asshole begin to quiver.

Y/N was unable to memorize any cheng yu, trying to memorize the shape of winwin’s muscles instead and trying to sneak a peak at the shape of his bulge instead.

He did, however, get to see Sicheng’s well developed thighs, which he wanted to touch so badly.

Winwin got up quickly, saying, “Y/N, you’ve been really out of it today. I hope you’re okay and I’ll go take a shower here before we try it again, okay”. He hugged Y/N to show his support, unaware that the waves of musk made Y/N feel a huge pressure in his lower body.

Just As Winwin was about to go into the bathroom, he took off his underwear outside and headed in to take a shower.

Y/N quietly sitting at the dining table, still reeling from the pheromone influx he got from the hug, was not ready to smell a huge amount of winwin’s musk again. It was like winwin’s underwear was a candle, releasing scent everywhere.

Y/N, feeling dizzy, walked to winwin’s underwear and slowly brought it to his mouth and nose. He began to sniff it deeply, and it brought out moans that Y/N had never made before. He quietly took the underwear with him to his bedroom, where he thought he could sit until his erection subsided.

However, Sicheng quickly rushed out of the bathroom and forgot to knock before opening Y/N’s room.

“Do you have a—-,” Winwin was about to ask, before he spotted Y/N, with his eyes closed, sniffing his briefs loudly.

Quietly walking over to Y/N, he shook the boy before admitting, “I didn’t know you where into me like that, Y/N.”

Y/N was left speechless as winwin got on top of him and started kissing him. Oh, how Y/N had wanted to know how his gege’s lips felt.

Winwin ripped off Y/N clothes and brought his cock close to his mouth before quietly putting the tip in his mouth.

“No-Gege-AAAH,” Y/N exclaimed as winwin quietly sucked on his cock. Sicheng, excited that Y/N was so attracted to his body, was excited to see his reaction when Y/N would finally see his cock.

“Now, it’s time for you to do that to gege with your small, cute little mouth,” Winwin grinned at Y/N.

Y/N was shocked as he saw his gege’s huge cock, roughly about 10 inches long, with a fat vein on the right side. His boy pussy felt extremely shaky, as it quivered upon this sight.

“Suck on it, baobei,” Winwin said as he brought Y/N’s mouth closer to his cock. As if it was instinct, Y/N immediately wrapped his lips around winwin’s cock, which barely fit in his small mouth.

Feeling winwin’s large hand on his head guiding him, Y/N began deepthroating Sicheng’s dong, while enjoying the heat winwin’s large fingers were exerting on his head.

Winwin had never felt such tightness in his life, and he rolled his eyes back as Y/N stared at his abs and thighs, touching them with his little hands.

Tears began to come out of Y/N eyes as his gege’s cock was still trying to fit in his mouth all the way. His throat felt full and despite being unable to breathe, the sweaty, musky taste of his crush’s large dick made him feel like he ascended to a seventh heaven. His nose in winwin’s crotch, the center of all the musky glory, made his stomach churn and want to taste more.

As winwin pulled his cock out of Y/N’s mouth, he could tell Y/N wanted something. Y/N immediately stood up and started licking Winwin’s armpits.

“Gege, I want to- I want to taste the way you smell. You smell so manly and good I can’t get enough of it,” he proclaimed as winwin flexed his biceps, which Y/N quickly moved his lips over. Winwin then sat down on the bed, and Y/N moved his mouth to Sicheng’s crotch, inhaling it over and over as he licked Sicheng’s huge dick, and sucked on his balls, as winwin continued to moan.

“Gege, I need something more, and I want more of this addictive feeling, but I don’t know what else we can do. I feel sad when I think this is the limit of how much I can absorb you.”

“Xingan, there’s much more we can do. Just be prepared for this to hurt a little bit,” Winwin moved his hands to Y/N upper chest, where he toyed with his nipples and then moved his fingers up to Y/N’s mouth.

“A natural slut,” Winwin thought as Y/N sucked his fingers like he enjoyed every ounce of musk on them. Y/N was so addicted to the feeling of winwin’s large body on top of him and feeling his large hands all over his chest, that he wasn’t prepare for when sicheng’s fingers began to touch his asshole.

“GEGE, it’s dirty there,” Y/N complained as Winwin pushed one finger inside, “ah-UNG”.

Y/N, as if instinctively for his virgin self, began to spread his legs open wider for winwin to finger him at a better angle.

Drool came out of Y/N’s mouth as winwin’s long finger hit a spot inside him. “AAANG,” Y/N yelled.

“Gege’s gonna push his huge cock inside this virgin bussy of yours and wreck it so good, you won’t be able to walk next week. I’m gonna make you pregnant and give you a present for saving yourself just for me,” Winwin said with a sexy smirk.

Y/N put his hands on Sicheng’s huge, muscular shoulders, as he was unprepared for what was to come. Thoughts about how it would feel and whether his ass could ever stretch back were overpowered by excitement of taking his gege’s oozing manliness and being able to interact with his large body.

Yes, what Y/N had subconsciously wanted all this time was to be dicked down by winwin, and treated like his personal boy toy. He wanted to be bred by the possessor of such a huge, muscular body. He wanted to feel his large body parts all over his petite frame and to marvel at the size difference.

“You ready?” Sicheng asked as he aligned his top at Y/N’s entrance. Y/N nodded, and Sicheng began to rub his tip up and down Y/N’s entrance to not only make Y/N want him more, but to also make precum for his cock to slide in easier because once sicheng would penetrate him, he wasn’t going to stop until he and Y/N cum repeatedly.

Seeing Y/N’s eyes that screamed he needed to be fucked, Sicheng pushed his large cock roughly into Y/N’s cute hole all at once. Tears immediately formed at Y/N’s eyes, as he hadn’t felt anything inside his ass before, but now a large, 10 inch cock was bulging his stomach and his hole felt overstuffed.

However, just the thought of Winwin inside of him and touching his still-sweaty back, Y/N’s horniness overpowered everything, even the pain and small drops of blood that came from the tiny rips from Sicheng’s huge cock penetrating him so roughly.

“Sorry, my precious Y/NN, I just couldn’t stand it anymore and I wanted to give you the cock you’ll be getting for the rest of your life right now,” Winwin said as he sluttily kicked his lips.

Y/N immediately began moaning, “AAAH SO-SO GOOD,” as Sicheng began to move his cock in and out of Y/N’s small ass.

Y/N couldn’t stop touching Winwin’s abs and enjoying the feeling of his thick thighs on his own body, in fact, winwin’s thighs seemed to provide warmth all the way until 5 inches from Y/N’s ankles. He loved how the taller man encapsulated his being, and wanted to be wrecked even more by him.

Y/N continued to mutter “G-ge-GEGE,” as he would try to say how good it felt to be stuffed by winwin’s huge, sweaty cock and how nice the residetual sweat from his body felt to him, and how good it felt to be taking such a large man.

Winwin moaned as he felt his cock almost being cut off with the tightness of Y/N’s hole, and he repeatedly began taking half of his cock out and pushing it back into Y/N from a different angle to stimulate his prostate.

In a state of euphoria he had never felt before, Y/N’s body felt hotter than he knew possible, until Sicheng leaned over him to lick his lips.

Opening his lips out of pleasure, his senior swirled their tongues together in a marvelous dance that connected them in another, wet dimension, as they both felt they could enjoy this moment forever. As winwin broke the kiss and left Y/N’s entrancing mouth, a thick strand of saliva connected his and Y/N’s lips.

Winwin immediately increased the pace of his thrusts to keep his junior in a state of constant pleasure. Y/N continued to yell for more and winwin kept dicking him down, addicted to the feeling of using the small boy as a cocksleeve.

Growing to a proud 5.3 inches itself, Y/N’s cock turned red and rock solid as Y/N felt an unfamiliar churning throughout his whole body.

Seeing the younger’s obsession with his body and cock, winwin stuffed his underwear into Y/N’s mouth before proceeding to pound him mercilessly.

“Take that, you slut. You love my body and want me so bad, so take all of my huge dick. I’ll fuck you so good you’ll only want me from now on, and you won’t be able to cum without me. I’m gonna breed you and cream you so good, cum will be dripping out of your ass for hours”

Y/N’s hole seemed to grow wider as Winwin repeatedly pushed his manhood inside of it, at a rate that was only increasing. Y/N, on the other hand, felt his eyeballs roll all the way to the back of his head from taking winwin’s huge manhood, basking in his musk, and touching his large body.

Winwin’s slapping of Y/N’s ass made it unbearable, and as Winwin pushed his tip right next to Y/N’s prostrate, a huge amount of cum spurted out of Y/N’s cock, splattering Winwin’s abs and chest.

Y/N’s body, wanting to absorb and take as much Sicheng as possible, still kept taking and enjoying the overstimulation . Winwin flipped over Y/N so they were in a reverse cowboy position and moved his humungous, veiny cock back into Y/N’s hole with a speed unmatchable by animals in heat.

Clasping Y/N down and kissing him more as he groaned, Sicheng’s cock shook around Y/N’s organs as it reached its climax and shot a huge spurt of delicious, thicc, juicy cum all over Y/N’s formerly virgin walls.

Y/N loved this feeling and realized that no matter how great the drawings he made were, the best painting was inside his own anus, made by the one he found created sexier than all.

Cum leaked out of Y/N’s ass as Winwin took his cock out. So much semen was inside him that Y/N felt half as full as he did with Winwin’s cock inside him.

“Gege, I love this. You’re gonna make me pregnant.”

Winwin admired his work as his cum leaked out of Y/N gaping hole that he made that way, by the tablespoons.

“I’m so glad I forgot my towel,” Winwin said before pushing his still/hard cock into Y/N and beginning to do him again mercilessly for what would turn into 4 hours.

Author’s Note: I would like to say that this is the first fan fiction i’ve ever written, the first smut, and I wrote this at 3 am! Please feel free to leave a comment and let me know what you thought. I’d also like to dedicate this to @jiyeonnnn, one of my most favorite male smut writers on this website!

[raamitsu]

alright, now that I am 90% calmed and even I got my other stuffs done for a while, I will share with you guys what I feel about the recent leaks:

let’s start with the way the revelation is kinda out of place or you can say the timing is weird. do not get me wrong, fellas. I have seen other’s thoughts and I cannot say that they are wrong either. at least we need to have a bit of doubt in Gege’s tactic, luring his audience to believe anything without considering the next possibility. definitely everyone has a right to their own choice and here I am just simply expressing how I do not want to be responsible for my own false alarm. I hate expectation and Gege is putting me through it repeatedly.

indeed. I am among other Gojo stans who misses him constantly, one who wishes him to return, one who hopes that every theory we read will be canon - we went through countless of drought and loneliest months without Gojo’s appearance, then for several chapters he showed up in a form of a flashback. remember when we used to get totally happy just by seeing him again through them? yeah even these crumbs helped to improve our moods.

furthermore, I really wanted this to be the only thing that matters to us right now. in fact, I am blatantly selfish because of this desire alone - but for now, as I have calmed myself, I want to remain with less expectation. it’s not even that serious tbh but I won’t lose anything even if Gojo did actually return next chapter. most of the sorcerers that we thought would make it out alive, were the ones gone earlier. whenever they were being mentioned again, it was always vague hence why I do not want to get hopeful or expecting too much over a blurry word.

Gojo returns next chapter? hell yeah!

Gojo is not returning next chapter? still hell yeah!

if it means that his return is absolutely undeniable then he shall back with a more deserving outlook.

side note: some have speculated that Kenjaku might have possibly taken over his body and the look in his eye/a silhouette that came out of nowhere began to raise a high suspicion among the fans, but it was quickly debunked as other fans stated that Ui Ui had successfully teleported Gojo’s body while the battle continued to tear down the entire city caused by Sukuna’s powerful abilities. that means nobody can touch Gojo’s cold body and Kenjaku was already dead before the teleportation occurred.

[hualianff]

(CW: mentions of self harm)

Modern AU with makeup artist XL and model HC. XL was the first person who greets HC warmly when he first joined the modeling agency. The makeup artist never had a shortage of compliments gushing about HC’s natural beauty—even the faded scars.

Especially the scars, which HC had only regarded as signs of his weaknesses and failures.

After a few months, it only took a small shift downward of XL’s choker and bracelets for HC to understand maybe this wasn’t the case. XL had a smiled sadly as he revealed evidence of his own hardships, getting a faraway look in his eyes.

(“See? I have them too. You don’t think I’m a coward or a lost cause because of them, do you?” XL asked quietly.

“Of course not! I would never,” HC responded immediately. XL’s relieved sigh does not escape HC’s notice. The make up artist continues adding finishing powder to the model’s porcelain face. “What matters is you, never the state of you.”

“Then why can’t that be the case for San Lang?”

HC doesn’t have an answer. XL laughs lightly in triumph.

“Exactly. We often exempt ourselves from the advice we offer others. But never forget to afford yourself the same love, acceptance, and chance to heal, all right?”

HC’s eyes regard XL with unbelievable awe. The scarred tissue on his right socket suddenly burns, making its presence known once again. Yet, under XL’s kind reverence, the self-loathing isn’t nearly as paralyzing.

“All right, Gege.”

A pause.

“Thank you.”

XL nods, smiling sunnily.

“Anything for San Lang,” he says. “Now, can you please bend down a bit more? I have to reach up and fix your hairline.”)

Since then, HC has secretly desired as much of XL’s attention as he could get. HC would refuse other artists should XL call out for an absence, opting to do his own glam; he makes XL gift baskets of his favorite snacks, beauty products, plushies, etc.; and he always offers XL a position on his travel team as well.

With XL, HC felt seen and appreciated. Anywhere HC went, as long as XL was within reach, he felt like he could do the impossible.

HC’s one year anniversary since joining the agency passes. He ends up participating in a campaign with other fellows models that lasts a few weeks, including the infamous womanizer, PM.

XL is HC’s company’s makeup artist, but when PM’s makeup artist calls out due to a family emergency, XL is assigned to touch up PM, as well as the other models.

Only a week into the modeling campaign, PM approaches HC with a troubling glint in his eyes: “You have a big, fat crush on your little makeup artist, don’t you?”

HC musters up the most nonchalant, hostile glare he can, aiming it at the older model. PM remains unfazed.

“Never mind the obvious, I’ll get to the good stuff. As in, me helping a fellow bachelor out.”

HC nearly chokes on his spit. Suddenly, he doesn’t want to be perceived within his temporary colleague’s vicinity.

“I don’t need your help with anything,” HC starts off. PM sidles him with an unimpressed eyebrow raise.

The sound of tinkling laughter enters the room, drawing both mens’ attention to the topic of their conversation. XL is leading a younger model towards his makeshift studio room on the set. His eyes shine brightly as he asks for the model’s input on what type of look he visions for today.

Seeing how adoring the evident amateur model’s expression is makes HC’s skin crawl, his glare intensifying. That random nobody couldn’t possibly be the one to take XL away from him, right?

PM’s low, pitying whistle just pisses him off more.

Not knowing exactly what he was getting into, HC straightens up his back impossibly more. He tilts his chin up as he gazes down at PM, muttering, “Fine. What did you have in mind?”

[halt-kun]

Jujutsu Kaisen Chapter 231 - The decisive battle in the uninhabited, demon-infested Shinjuku (9)

Okay so we're in for round two it seems, let's see how it begins !

OOooo good to know they can tank that

but was it truly a serious attack ? Both of them can use reverse curse techniques anyway so maybe it was

So he punches you several time in a row using blue ?

I bet it hurts

It's logical that Gojo should be able to use black lightning easily with the six eyes

if Gojo can't beat Sukuna, it's hard to say anyone could indeed

Unless Sukuna is impaired by this fight

Ah yes the mahoraga

Well how long will it take to adapt

Like Sukuna Gojo can probably use different strengths of impact to force the adaptation to continue indefinitely

BLUE

Doubt it works

He thought he dodged but got kicked to the face ?

Sukuna managed to dodge and counterattack, okay

can he adapt if he's not hit ? He shouldn't be able to do that

GOJO CAN CLONE HIMSELF ?

AFTER IMAGES ?

Like Killua shadow step ?

Well he got caught and touched

Sukuna adapted to the neutral application of limitless

He guarded well and doged back

so for now nobody got hurt

We know that

HAAAA

Gojo isn't dumb

he's carefully trying to not get adapted to

It means this will require more tricks on Sukuna's side

but it isn't as one sided as I thought

It reminds me of Tobi in Naruto a bit

Gojo can only attack when Sukuna does

So it stopped, limitless is in use

Well all five domains were different in a sense like it was said

the barrier rules and properties changed several times except the last two times

I think it's just Gojo can change the properties easily

or there is several things to adapt to in Limitless

I'm not sure but I'll have to see what Gege says

He's still having fun

Gojo sometimes scares me, I wonder if he'd feel bad to loose and die or not

Maybe he hasn't

but we'll know about that in two weeks.

At best I'd say there is one chapter per spin left and even if infinity is broken, it won't be the end. I mean would it also adapt to blue and red ?

Sukuna could use his technique but Gojo can still use reverse cursed techniques, domain amplification and simple domain

Well another nice chapter

[unlikelyjedi]

Jujutsu Kaisen Pride Headcanons

LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOO!!!!

I have waited SO LONG to talk about my latest hyper-fixation, it's unreal!!!

You don't understand how badly I need to talk about how gay the whole cast of characters in in JJK. And for once on these lists I don't think I'm reading too much into it and in many ways, JJK has intended queer readings to its plot and characters. Akutami Gege bless.

I'll try to cover as many people as I can. I know I won't be able to get to everybody, but I'll try my damndest. If you want to hear about somebody I missed, my asks are always open!!

I don't even want to give a fucking disclaimer this time. This is my personal opinion. Art is Subjective. I'm reading it in a gay way. Honestly if you're mad about that, then maybe don't engage with a fucking pride post. I'M READY TO HAVE FUN!!!!!!

For the last day of Pride Month, LET'S GOOOOO!!!

Itadori Yuuji (he/him): Bisexual

I love he!!! But that's beside the point. His celebrity crush on Jennifer Lawrence always cracks me up. I love it! I also like hearing about his little middle school crush on Yuko!

I also tend to read into the relationship of Yuuji and Junpei as romantic, but that might just be wishful thinking on my part.

But let's not kid ourselves. If you know me, you know I ship Itafushi and man they got it down bad for each other!! Let's just hope that nothing bad happens to my sweet boy ever for all eternity.... haha....

Fushiguro Megumi (he/him): Pansexual

Basically Canon.

Although, tbh upon initial rewatches, I just assumed he was gay. It's only upon further rewatches and fandom stuff that I've come to see him as Pan. Of course, Megumi's quote about him liking a person as long as their compassionate doesn't necessarily read as Pan. It could also be read as Bi, or Demisexual, or Ace, etc. etc. It's okay for there to be multiple interpretations. I just like Pan the most!!

I also like the Trans headcanon for him! Like a lot!!! It just works.

Kugisaki Nobara (she/her): Bisexual

A lot of people see her as a Lesbian, which, yeah I can see why.

But I've always felt that she "swung both ways" if you will. Both in her sexuality, and with a hammer.

Mostly with a hammer, actually.

Zenin Maki (she/her): Bisexual

Originally, I thought of her as a lesbian. But then I was introduced to YuutaMaki and I realized "oh they're really adorable" and now I read her as bi.

I believe in Nobamaki supremacy, though! I love them together. They're probably my favorite non-canon wlw ship!!

Inumaki Toge (he/they): Gay

He's gay. Specifically gay for Yuuta. Babes has got it bad.

Panda (he/him): Ally

A bad one, at that. For not seeing that his best friend was clearly in love with Yuuta and trying to set up Yuuta and Maki instead. Honestly Panda, Toge was sitting there pining, and you just had to twist the knife.

Okkotsu Yuuta (he/him): Bisexual, Asexual

Baby boy. Baby. There are, like, a million people that want to hold this man gently, despite him definitely being able to hold his own in a fight. Definition of looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you.

Likes many genders, but only romantically.

Gojo Satoru (he/him): Gay

Another headcanon that I flipped on. I originally read him as bi, but upon further reading and watching, I think he's just gay. Likes men. Gets easily hurt by the men he likes. Rinse. Repeat.

Nobody can physically touch him, but his One and Only leaves him, and he's in shambles for the next ten years.

Don't even get me started on Nanago, because I won't stop-

Geto Suguru (he/him): Gay

I don't know what else to say about the guy who heard a eugenics theory and ran with it.

He's gay. He tops.

Mmmmm Monkey

(I know there's more to his character than that, but this is not the post to do an in-depth character study)

Nanami Kento (he/him): Bisexual

There's a universe where Nanami gets with that bread girl. I believe it.

I believe Haibara and he were a thing before Haibara... yeah.

I also think he'd find himself in an unlikely bond with Gojo. It's not something he saw coming nor particularly wanted, but love is fickle, isn't it.

Ieri Shoko (she/her): Lesbian

Mean Lesbian. Gay protector to her two idiot best friends. Would die for them, but would probably also throw them to the wolves. Likes Utahime, but doesn't go for it because she thinks Utahime doesn't like her back.

Iori Utahime (she/they): Lesbian, Demisexual

Stressed Lesbian. Very Panic. Also very angry. Has a very obvious crush on Shoko but thinks Shoko hates them (because Gojo told them Shoko hated them).

Also she's trans. I didn't put that in the big description, but she's trans.

Zenin Mai (she/her): Bisexual

She discovered she was bisexual once she got out of her oppressive family. We all agree Todo taking her to that idol was her bisexual awakening, yes?

Todo Aoi (he/him): Ally

The most homosexual heterosexual.

A surprisingly good Ally. Helped Mai discover she was bisexual. Looking out for Itadori and being a wingman (unless it's that boring Fushiguro guy). He attacked Megumi not because he likes guys, but because he was just insufferably boring.

He's great. And also annoying. Good character.

Miwa Kasumi (she/her): Sword Sapphic

Disaster. Absolute disaster. Definitely developed a crush on Maki. Falls for someone hard and fast.

Kamo Noritoshi (he/him): Asexual

I don't think Kamo likes anyone in a sexual way. Maybe in a romantic way, though. To be honest, he's kinda got a lot going on and I don't think he realizes he's any type of Queer.

Yoshino Junpei (he/him) Gay

Another reason to get picked on, I guess. Nobody in his close circle has a problem with it, especially not Junpei himself. It doesn't stop the bullying though. I believe Itadori and Junpei could've been a beautiful couple. Yuuji comes back from the dead with a new bf. Would've been great. heh

Sukuna (depends on the vessel): Queer, Genderqueer

I highly doubt Sukuna would care about gender. Despite being born a man, he's a curse. I don't think gender really matters for curses. And along with Sukuna wearing more feminine clothing, it's pretty canon. If Sukuna was inhabiting a girl, she'd use she/her pronouns. Same with a non-binary person, etc. I also highly doubt he's got a gender preference either. It wouldn't matter.

Mahito (any/all): Genderqueer

Same as above. He's a curse. Do you think they really care that much about gender?? She's supposed to represent human fears. Mahito also has a moment of gender non-conformity in the Juju-Stroll, so there's precedent.

Kenjaku (depends on the body): Genderqueer

Same as above. Again. Kenjaku is a curse and takes on the gender of the host he's possessing. This is not rocket science. It's built into the story! I love it!

Choso (he/him): Queer

Choso is GNC as many of the characters in this show are, but I do believe he, too is not straight. He's a curse. Sort of. And a good brother. And I think he'd know he's not straight. And would help out his brother with his love life. Whether Itadori wants it or not.

Really quick I wanted to Mention both Uraume and Hoshi Kirara who both have undefined pronouns and look more androgynous and feminine respectively. I can tepidly say they're both genderqueer, though there is debate on that. I'm hopeful that they both will be canonically queer though!!!

My God! I spent SO LONG on this!!! But I had fun!!! It wan good to do something myself for Pride Month when before I'd only been able to look on with longing as other people did fun stuff for pride! Now I get to put my silly little posts out into the world for a small handful of people to see and it's really fun!

I hope you've had a good month. Let's continue to be proud in the coming months. Especially when it's hard. Even if your version of pride is simply reblogging cute art and making headcanons for silly little characters!

I love you all!!!

[ssuminshan-official]

Team dimple adventures. And Xiyao fluff

Su she: *kissing jgys hand* we're leaving, yaoyao Huangdi.

Xue yang: see you soon, dimples.

Mo xuanyu: yea dimples.

Yao: good luck, besties!

Xue yang: I wished we could have rode our swords.

Mo xuanyu: but we can't, cuz I don't have I don't have one.

Yao: *smile* A-yu. Of course you do

Mo xuanyu: what?

Yao: A-yu, I really care about you.

Mo xuanyu: you got me a sword? How? Why?

Yao: I'm in control after all, A-yu. And once I am, I believe that everyone should have proper privileges. Yi, please bring it in.

Yi: your sword.

Mo xuanyu: *astonished* Yao gege!! You didn't!

Yao: I did!

Mo xuanyu: it's so beautiful. *cries* no one has shown me this kind of love and appreciation before!

Yao: I really appreciate you. Now, do you see the slender blade, and the black and red hilt and sheath to match your aesthetic.

The sword spirit can easily connect with your soul, so you don't need to worry about that.

Mo xuanyu: I'm mesmerized. Thank you so much! I, I love you!!

Yao: love you too. And you deserve this.

Would you give it a name?

Mo xuanyu: what about the Bàochóu (报仇) (to avenge)

Yao: to avenge? *opens fan* I like.

You're very good with names.

Yao: who do you wish to avenge?

Mo xuanyu: I want to seek revenge on our enemies!

Yao: I see.

Mo xuanyu: once again, you're so kind.

We'll be back shortly.

Afterwards, the trio took off to Qinghe, on their swords, but bickering as always.

Xue yang: I wonder if Qinghe has any good candy.

Mo xuanyu: they are all made of Dage's sweat.

Xue yang: for real? Eww! How does dage's sweat taste?

Mo xuanyu: maybe like chili powder.

Xue yang: but candy has to be sweet.

Mo xuanyu: I know right. But you know Chifeng zun

Su she: you two are ridiculous. *laughing*

Mo xuanyu: I know you want Chifeng candy, Su gege.

Su she: I would pass.

Mo xuanyu: I feel like I could slap Huaisang for doing this to Yao gege.

Su she: hey hey let's investigate first. And then slap him afterwards.

Xue yang: or slap him before and after.

Su she: that can work.

Mo xuanyu: I wonder who's the boss, before Yao gege.

The leader of team dimple.

Xue yang: a headless chicken.

Su she: lol. Well we are somewhat unpredictable.

Xue yang: under Jiggy, we're our own bosses. Can you see that nobody can touch team dimple.

Because I'll cut their fingers off.

Su she: isn't Yaoyao just the coolest boss.

Mo xuanyu: agreed.

Xue yang: yup. And hot too.

Mo xuanyu: he'll be so proud of us.

And you know what happens when he's pleased.

Su she: *blush*

Xue yang: affection! Oh yes. I'm going to get a piece of those dimples.

Mo xuanyu: save Yao gege for the rest of us, yangyang.

Su she: he only has two dimples. TWO DIMPLES.

Xue yang: heeheehee.

Mo xuanyu: can someone tell me why yang Fei is so greedy lol.

Xue yang: *coughs* and what about Mo Fei.

Su she: ahahaha.

Mo xuanyu: why are you laughing, Su Fei.

(*they are more of the imperial simps as imperial concubines~ lol. But a part of the harem)

Mo xuanyu: We are in Qinghe guys.

Su she: let's move!

~~

Su she: *teleports with mo xuanyu, and hides somewhere behind a shelf covered with a curtain.*

Xue yang: *releases knockout gas, and leaps away.*

Nie huaisang was in his room, talking to one of the nie sect members, Nie Zhao. Chifeng zun however was out night hunting as usual.

Zhao: Nie Zhao: Gongzi, Qiu Nie and his troops are imprisoned.

Huaisang: what?!!

Nie Zhao: and his tongue was severed.

Huaisang: obviously it would be. That's xue yang's specialty.

He's working for San ge.

Nie Zhao: so what now? He was going to massacre the hulijing empire.

Mxy and sms: *secretly fuming to themselves*

Su she: how dare he.

Mo xuanyu: he had regained his memory then.

Huaisang: I'll do everything to make sure that San ge's empire falls.

Mo xuanyu: we won't let that happen.

Nie Zhao: Gongzi, can you remind me why do you want to accomplish this again?

Huaisang: there's something that Dage doesn't know. And it is that I want power. I want to be rich!

I want to prove that I'm capable of running things, and dominating.

Huaisang: soon the Nie clan will dominate over all clans and empires.

San ge and his hulijings would be defamed and scorned while I rise to the top. Do you get it!!

Nie zhao: your words were clear, Gongzi.

Mo xuanyu: what a mastermind.

Su she: would we ever let him hurt Huangdi.

Mo xuanyu: exactly. All we have to do is protect Yao gege. He's capable of protecting his empire.

Su she: if our yangyang heard that, he would have severed his tongue already.

Mo xuanyu: I know right.

Huaisang: he had already seduced Dage with his twisted hulijing spells. He made me lose my memory, but I got it back!

Mo xuanyu: Look at those talismans, engraved in Jade.

It can ward off every effect caused by a spirit or demon.

Maybe some Taoist gave it to him.

Su she: ohh.

Mo xuanyu: well there's nothing we can do. If we get rid of the talisman then, he would still remain the same.

Su she: let's just inform Huangdi and meet up with xue yang.

Mo xuanyu: mn.

Nie Zhao: Gongzi, Zewu Jun is staying at Jing Manor with Meng yao.

Huaisang: oh really.

Nie Zhao. What if......I let Er ge kill San ge.

No emperor no empire right.

(*hulijings are technically immortal, but can only be killed by weapons or qi deviation)

Nie zhao: ooo.

Huaisang: read it in a story once.

Nie zhao: very smart!

Mxy and sms: *covering each other's mouth*

Mo xuanyu: guess we have to guard Lan lips.

Before he gets influenced by this madman.

Su she: right.

Nie zhao: But aren't you a part of his harem too?

Huaisang: yea. But I got banished twice.

Once to the cold palace. Then when I escaped the cold palace, I got banished from the Manor.

Nie zhao: how?

Huaisang: One time I was brushing his hair and I pulled it out of frustration. Then the same thing happened when I brushed his tail.

I was immediately fired and sent to the cold palace for hurting the emperor.

Nie zhao: but thar wasn't so bad.

Huaisang: under my breath I said I wish that I could kill San ge.

Nie zhao: oh no.

Huaisang: it slipped ok! And he's too sensitive.

Nie zhao: and what made you get banished from the cold palace?

Huaisang: because I was planning to burn it down with a fire talisman.

Su she: let's leave, and meet up with xue yang.

~~

Meanwhile, in Jing Manor, sparks were flying.

Yao: *reading a book outside*

Xichen: *kneels and props his head on his shoulder.

Yao: *startled*

*rests book down, and holds lcxs arms* Er ge, you don't need to kneel to me. It makes me nervous.

Xichen: *playing with his hat strings* why?

Yao: it's improper.

Xichen: improper to show respect to an emperor?

Yao: *laughs slightly*

Xichen: *stands up, and stretches out his hand.* A-Yao.

Yao: *tries to mischievously run away, but Lan xichen held him back and grabbed on to his waiste*

Yao: mischievous today, are you?

Xichen: you didn't give me a kiss.

Yao: *tiptoes and kisses him on his nose*

Xichen: *caresses his dimples* your gremlins are not home, A-Yao?

Yao: they're not gremlins, er ge.

And no they're not at home.

Xichen: so that means I can have some alone time with the emperor. *kisses his hand*

Yao: *blushing* sure.

Alone time with your A-Yao.

Xichen: *lifts him up in his arms*

Yao: er ge! Wraps his arms round his neck, holding on for dear life*

Er ge put me down.

Xichen: you're telling me to put you down but you're still hugging me.

And I won't drop you.

Yao: I know. But what if someone sees.

Xichen: A-Yao, you run things.

Yao: *giggle* sometimes I forget.

Carry me, Lan lips.

Xichen: yes, my beloved Huangdi.

Yao: I'm your only Huangdi.

Xichen: yes you are.

Yao: *teasing* where do you want to carry me, er ge.

Xichen: to give you some love somewhere

Xichen carried A-Yao to his room, placed him on the bed and locked the door.

Yao: *props up elegantly*

Xichen: my A-Yao. Lianfang zun. Huli jing emperor.

*leans in lovingly* cutest of all huli jings.

*takes Yao's shoes off, then takes off his*

Yao: *blushing*

Xichen: *kisses him while fondling his hip.

Yao: *wraps his arms around him, and sank his foxy teeth in his neck.*

Xichen: A-Yao!

Yao: *kisses* I'm so sorry.

Xichen: I love your love bites, don't worry.

*kisses behind his ears, then his shoulders.

*caressing his body lovingly*

Yao: *pushes Xichen and tops him.*

*smirking mischievously*

Xichen: look how the tables had turned.

Yao: *opens robes, and dragged his hand from the chest to his abs.*

Xichen: what?

Yao: what a delicious prize. Fit for an emperor.

Xichen: I'm yours, A-Yao.

Yao: excellent. *caressing*

Er ge. I had a date with dage. But he was grumpy and conservative.

How dare he, right?

Xichen: don't worry about him. You have me right.

Yao: yes. I have my er ge.

Xichen: now. May I see your abs?

Yao: as you wish, er ge.

*lays elegantly once again, then opens fan*

Xichen: *leans in* my little diva.

Yao: *slowly fanning himself*

Xichen: *opens his robes* you have some strong abs, A-Yao.

Yao: thank you.

Xichen: *kisses his chest*

Yao: *laughing* er ge. I'm ticklish.

Xichen: aww.

Yao: *fixes clothes, and snuggles in his er ges arms*

Xichen: *hugs while kissing his dimple.

Yao: you're my happiness, er ge. Don't ever leave me.

Xichen: *parts hair* no I won't.

I can't live without you.

Yao: hmm.

Xichen: you know, I almost got lost in your Manor.

It's like a whole imperial city in one complex.

Yao: oh my. Er ge, I would make sure that doesn't happen again.

Should I assign a footman for you?

Xichen: no no. A-Yao, I'm so happy for you. I love to see you successful.

You have always started from humble beginnings. Just imagine, my boyfriend rules an empire! Of his own hulijings.

Yao: because you had faith in me.

Xichen: mhm. My A-Yao can do anything.

Yao: *caressing his face*

Xichen: A-Yao, will you make me the happiest person in the world. And marry me?

Yao: *face turning red*

Xichen: well of course I can't bring you back to Gusu because you have your duties. I'm even ready to live here with you. Can you make me yours.

Yao: *kisses* of course. Yes! Yes, I'll marry you!

Xichen: *smiling* great!

Wait a minute, A-Yao.

Yao: now what are you going to do, you mischievous Lan.

Xichen: *kneels in the center of the room*

Yao: oh no, not again.

Xichen: would the emperor of hulijings and other variations of fox spirits marry me. A mere cultivator.

Yao: *runs and hugs him* of course, er ge!! And you're not a mere cultivator. You're Zewu Jun.

Both: *started kissing each other passionately*

Xichen: so. What if I'm Zewu Jun.

Yao: oh you.

Yao: anyways, Lan lips. This doesn't pardon you from the challenge.

Xichen: I don't back down. And at least it would make you laugh.

Yao: Exactly.

Xichen: A-Yao, I have to go inform Wangji and shufu.

Yao: alright. *smile*

Yao: er ge, would it be fine if we announce and have our engagement in a month.

Xichen: as you wish.

Yao: thanks. I'm just sensing as if something bad is going to happen. Like I have to protect my empire more than ever.

Xichen: this is what I admire about you.

Take your time, and protect your empire.

Yao: thank you er ge.

Yao: Minshan and they haven't arrived yet.

Xichen: don't worry A-Yao.

And look, I'm here to help you as well.

Yao: that good! Good that I can count on you.

Yao: we also had an Intruder this morning, but I imprisoned him!

He had slaughtered a lot of hulijings.

Then had the gull to insult me.

Xichen: oh no! How dare he impose harm on your nation.

It's good that you imprisoned him.

@verycatbluebird

[saiaisaiko]

Devotion of Love Chapter 13

Have chapter 13 as an advent treat for the first advent. It's the first day of the discussion conference from Lan Wangjis' perspective. And Nie Huaisang has arrived. Alongside his living brother! Anyway under the cut is an excerpt of the chapter.

„I heard you have accepted a servant at last, Lan-er-gege?“, a soft voice with a melodic thrill spoke right next to him. He hadn’t realized that the socializing phase of the evening left the seats beside him free and now it had been taken by Nie Huaisang. He knew speaking with him was a test of resolve and a trial in not breaking any rules just by proximity. He also knew that Wei Ying had been fast friends with the cultivator and would be happy for Lan Wangji to find the same friendship for himself.

„Mn“, he answered, hoping that the other man wasn’t too insulted by his non-verbal reaction.

„It's this one, right? What was his name?“, he asked, feigning to have forgotten. With a heavy sight, the antics will always be getting on his nerves, he turned his head. Nie Huaisang almost lay against him, head tilted up to him, face flirtatiously hidden behind a fan. He was just shy of touching Lan Wangji, but took great care to be always just shy of touching, never overly bothering even if he broke every other aspect of personal space. And Lan Wangji suddenly felt known and understood on a level he only ever felt with Wei Ying and Lan Xichen. Was this a good-with-people thing or a charisma thing? He didn’t know and he would have to ask about that, but he didn’t know who to ask. Probably Wei Ying. Wei Ying was his safest choice and the choice he would be the least embarrassed about.

„Mn, Mimi Cangshen“, he answered at last, gaining a pleased and shown smile. He was let behind the barrier of the fan and could see the clear and calculating look. It felt suddenly very important that he noticed this.

„I heard that Xian-gege’s body was never found. No summoning technique seems to work either. Tragic to see someone vanish into nothingness like this, right? Anyway...“, Nie Huaisang went on, not even waiting for the possibility of an answer, proofing again that Lan Wangji was seen and given the courtesy to uphold politeness without having to break any sect rules. Gossiping was not allowed, but nobody could fault a Lan for being spoken to. Only that listening to rumors could be punished, but nobody could prove that Lan Wangji had actually listened to anyone speaking to him. „Have you heard about the passing of Jin Guanshan? It's said, and not rebuffed by the Jin Sect, that he died in a brothel that caught fire. Rumor has it that it had to be the raging ghost of the Yiling Laozu. Of course that can’t be true, he wouldn’t have endangered the workers there with a fire, but it is truly fascinating what people come up with, you know?“

„Mn“, Lan Wangji agreed. He had heard about the passing of the former Jin Sect, hence the reason this Discussion Conference was so big and important for Xichen. It also doubled as a debut for Jin Guanyao, the now officially announced sect leader of the Jin Sect. It made the need to show such strength and understanding of the people all the more relevant as it also reflected on the Jin Sect. Reflecting on that he noticed something peculiar. Where the Jin Sect held the most luxurious banquets in general, they also tended to be rather suddenly over for most of the attendees as they tended to have too much alcohol. Here the alcohol was as splendidly served, but it didn’t catch on. Subtlety pulsing he got the answer and two surprises. An array was drawn on the ceiling to erase any poison ingested including the alcohol inside anybody in the room, explaining the lack of drunks.

The first surprise was an unpleasant one, his core reacted to the core in Jiang Wanyin letting him look in his direction with furrowed brows. Lan Wangji had known this was a distinct possibility, but he had hoped Wei Ying had lied about that. He felt pain for his love to have dealt with so much. The second surprise was the strength of the subtle pulsing core in Nie Huaisang. Lang Wangji always heard his brothers' amusement about the second young master of the Nie sect and his entertaining quarrels about Nie Huaisangs' laziness and his unwillingness to train with the saber. He himself had not seen the young master train with anything at all during his many guest lectures in the Cloud Recesses. Where does the strength of the core come from?

[yeonslayjun]

NO SHUT UP THIS IS SO CUTE MY HEART CANNOT CONTAIN THIS ADORABLENESS

[shrimp1y]

I want to open my mouth about gojo so bad. I want to talk about stupid scifi physics and math. i need someone validate me about the hc that prison realm is basically shrodingers box but instead of a cat its gojo

[bleungrh]

Gojo, love and relationships

This post is very lackluster but I have so so so many thoughts about this.

Gojo doesn't fall in love very often. Almost never, I'd say. After Geto defected I think he was too scared to fall in love.

AT MOST, he would sleep around, but only in the beginning. Afterwards he would just slowly stop because he just doesn't have any time to meet with someone. He literally moved back to the dorms because he doesn't have time. It's canon that he sightsees on missions because otherwise he can't. So with all this in mind it makes sense how eventually he wouldn't even hook up anymore.

And with this in mind Gojo will NOT cheat, like EVER. A lot of people might fight me on this, but I feel like way too many people are misinterpreting what Gege said and just take it at face value (when we also know Gege's a troll)

Gojo cannot and will not commit to a relationship - it makes sense. He's a jujutsu sorcerer, and not just any sorcerer - he's the strongest one. Majority of jujutsu sorcerers aren't married, Nanami only wants to get married when he steps down from being one. So of course Gojo would have a similar mindset, of course he probably wouldn't want to pursue anything serious.

When it comes to things like this, I personally like to think that Gojo is blunt and honest. He's not going to lie to his partner. I feel like he'd be super transparent about what he wants out of these flings or relationships. And he doesn't see the appeal of cheating, having to deal with all of the consequences. Why lie about it when he cam just tell the person directly if he's lost interest.

Now, when he falls in love - that's an entirely different story. I've mentioned it here, but Gojo would definitely try to deny he's feeling anything, because he knows that it's risky - it's a sign of vulnerability and he can't be vulnerable.

But even if he tries his best, he cannot control his feelings. As I also mentioned before, he won't be obvious with his feelings. He'd never physically say anything about, which ties in to his love language being physical touch and gift giving.

And while he won't be obvious about it, he's always going to look out for you. His teasing would have a tinge of softness. He would definitely be more protective of you. You would always be on his mind. He sees something that reminds him of you? He'll get it and give it to you.

He would also be stern and disappointed even when you get injured by a curse, because he cares so much about you.

Sometimes, his voice would be a tad bit softer when talking to you, there would be a hidden glint in his eyes whenever he sees you. He'd get slightly touchier, those teasing touches certainly have more meaning now - from patting your head to flicking your forehead to just giving you a bear hug.

And sometimes, when you aren't looking, he'd stare at you, deep in thought, appreciating your beauty, only to make a silly joke when you turn around.

He would listen to everything you say, no matter how much you ramble. He would be so observant - he'd notice everything and anything. And while he listens to everything, he would also remember everything. So you can imagine the shock on your face when he brings up something you mentioned in the midst of your rambles.

It would honestly take him forever to confess, I've mentioned that before, because once he does, there's no turning back. He would think of a million ways to confess, but in the end, a simple kiss from the rising tension solves it all - no words uttered. Just a simple kiss - a compact bullet filled with all the love that has been filling his heart up.

When you two do end up together, it's like Gojo loosens up a little. Like he's finally allowed to show his feelings. He definitely gets even more touchy. Quick kisses to your forehead, cheeks, lips when nobody is looking(or when they are looking, hehe), a gentle squeeze to your hand when there's a crowd. A protective arm around you not only to shield you from the danger of curses, but from people as well.

And when you're in the comforts of your own home? This man would be glued to you. He always has to touch you in one way or another - gentle caresses, hand holding, hugs. He'd act silly and stupid just to make you laugh.

He would honestly be so soft with you. Of course he'd still tease you, but now there's a lot more kisses to compensate for it.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, when you're peacefully sleeping next to him, he would stare at you, hold you, take all of you in. And maybe, he'd allow himself to be vulnerable for just a single second, to realize that in your eyes, he's just Satoru.

[sometimesophie]

莫恨香消雪减， 须信道、扫迹难留。 难言处、良窗淡月， 疏影尚风流。 Do not mourn the fading fragrance, the falling snow; Have faith, when every last blossom has been swept away, That in the window, under a pale moon, Their sparse shadows will remain untamed and free. from 《殘梅》 "Fading Plum Blossom" by 李清照 Lǐ Qīngzhào translation by @sometimesophie with help from @wangxianbunnydoodles​ and @hunxi-guilai

[ID: digital painting of Meng Zhi and Fei Liu from Nirvana in Fire, dressed in their matching blue outfits from Episode 2, with brown and black leather accents and boots. Meng Zhi has an arm over Fei Liu's shoulders; Fei Liu rests a hand on the hilt of a sword worn at his waist. Both of them are smiling slightly as they gaze upwards at branches laden with white plum blossoms. Two lines of poetry, written in Mandarin characters, run vertically down the right edge of the painting. /end ID]

Further nerdy notes below the cut. (Warning for spoilers!)

@merelhyn gave a prompt of "Meng Zhi + flowers" and because my brain is the least reasonable thing ever it flew right past "cute" to "but what if we made it hurt???"

Because...one of my favorite things in LYB (among, admittedly, many, many Favorite Things) the friendship that blossoms (heh) between best dashu Meng Zhi and everyone's favorite murder child Fei Liu. I've mentioned before how much I love me a good Meet Kill (meet-cutes are so yesterday, y'all), especially when it lays the foundation for interesting and mutually supportive relationships where beatdowns are a love language. I love the way Fei Liu just lights up when Su-gege says they can go visit "that person you can't beat," the way he casually says "Meng-dashu is better" while shit-talking Prince Jing in his own manor, the way he can tussle around with Meng Zhi without having to hold back because Meng-dashu can take it—

Of course, they never would have met if it hadn't been for Lin Shu, Mei Changsu, Fei Liu's beloved Su-gege, whom they both love and want to protect so much. I think it's a short step from that thought to the possibility that these two would find solace in each other if Mei Changsu dies at Meiling 2.0. They're both such affectionate, uncomplicated people; they'd know how to help each other process their grief while still remembering the one who brought them together, the one who is no longer there.

Which brings me to the plum blossoms. It's far from a coincidence that the 梅 méi in "plum blossom" (梅花 méihuā) is the same character as the méi in 梅长苏 Mei Changsu and in 梅岭 Méilǐng, the battlefield that bookended his first and second lives. It is similarly no coincidence that plum blossoms are associated with winter, and specifically endurance under harsh conditions. Aside from being a beautiful poetic image in their own right, plum blossoms are the perfect flowersona for Mei Changsu, an encapsulation of his grief, his fragility, his determination to beat the odds aligned against him.

Also, if you watch carefully in the show, meihua are everywhere—peeking over the walls of Prince Jing's house, littering the courtyards of Mu Manor, decorating Nihuang's hair and Fei Liu's flower vases. It's impossible to account for them all, just as it's impossible to extricate Mei Changsu's life and memory from the lives of the people who loved him. Even in his second life—especially in his second life—he still touched so many people, and it's possibly one of the greatest tragedies of the show that he ends it believing that nobody will mourn him as Mei Changsu.

So I used plum blossoms as a stand-in for Mei Changsu’s memory and his absence between these two lives he brought together, and then I thought, “why be subtle when I could add in some sad poetry and clobber my viewer with EVEN MORE FEELINGS?” It’s what Fei Liu would want. 

Source for poetry: original text here (pg. 95 of PDF, pg. 81 in-text), Pinyin transcription here. I took Wang Jiaosheng's translation (first source) as a jumping-off point but ended up doing a translation myself because I disagreed with some of his choices, such as referring to the plum blossoms in the poem with English feminine pronouns (she/her), or parsing the word 风流 fēngliú as "beautiful beyond words" when it can really be construed quite differently.

(Per a discussion with @hunxi-guilai, who knows way more about these things than I do, 风流 fēngliú is closer to "wild" or "unrestrained," to the degree that it can carry an almost masculine connotation. If it's romantic or beautiful, it's a chivalric sort of romance, a wild, rugged, wuxia-wanderer sort of beauty. So it's interesting that Lǐ Qīngzhào chooses to apply this masculine adjective to plum blossoms, which are more often described using more delicate, even feminine terms—but that's something to be explored elsewhere, outside this post.)

As a final note: if you've been wondering this whole time why I made it a point to draw Fei Liu with a sword in hand, please know that (as usual) it's Hunxi's fault—I already had a lot of feelings about the shot of him in ep54 in "real" armor with his hair up, and she just made it even more painful, as is her wont, which is why I love her.

[infinitxes]

Anonymous said:

Okay so bear with me here please; i see people thinking that Gojo sleeps around because that's the only way he can feel human, and that he falls in love with every one night stand he has but cannot stay committed to them. And i think all this comes from when Gege said he can't imagine Gojo being faithful to any woman. I disagree with this take, strongly, if anything he most definitely first meant to be a troll by saying this and second, implying that Gojo just doesn't have the time nor emotional enough capacity to devote to anyone, not that he slept around alot.

Also the human bit, saying that he can only feel like a human implies to me that some people think he doesn't feel like himself or he needs a human touch to do that while it's exactly the opposite, Gojo is more than aware that he is painfully very human, but other people perceive him as a divine entity. The manga has done nothing to imply that he's even interested in such things let alone that he uses humans as a means to escape. He was taught from such young age to be on guard all the time and that he can't afford to be vulnerable under any circumstances, his sole power doesn't just serve to guard his emotions, but also himself physically too. The lack of understanding is what causes people to misinterpret him this way. And also thirst, people will thirst for him and they'd prefer it if their Gojo was an experienced lover boy who is gonna be all lovey dovey to them. I don't mind that, but headcanons are one thing, it's other when it's being treated as an objective fact.

I don't think that Gege will ever talk about his love life, but seeing as how he wrote him, i think that he definitely has that the furthest from his mind. Gojo is a person who seeks genuine human connection, but not necessarily romantic or sexual rather than a connection where people will understand him, time and time we got to see how he's extremely touchy around those he trusts (Nanami, his students, Yaga) so the guy obviously doesn't take down his infinity for just anyone, and while people think thay exposing himself to normal humans might seem harmless to him because they're just one night stand, then I'm sorry but it doesn't work like that, projecting from real life onto fictional dark fantasy world just don't mix.

Gojo wouldn't care less if someone thought poorly of him because he doesn't care about sex, or because he's possibly still a virgin, he is smart enough to understand how people see him, in regards of things that actually do hurt. I think the idea of Gojo being written as extremely powerful but at the same time lacking or missing out on certain attributes is a good and neat character writing. What do you think?

This got long. Venture below if you dare!

Ok I definitely don’t agree with the whole Gojo sleeping around thing lol. If anything, I hc him as a virgin lmao. Yeah, sex and romance doesn’t add to his character arc/story at all, so it just wouldn’t make sense to me for it to be shoehorned in.

This a nice spot to slip in a note about character development and relevancy! You don’t add attributes to a character just to make them ‘quirky’, ‘relatable’ or ‘multifaceted’ because that’s just lazy writing. I think that’s a common pitfall for original characters because people tend to want to change them as it suits them, and because we tend to draw on different media in our own creative processes. For example, It wouldn’t make sense for Itadori to be a stellar singer, a brilliant dancer, a god with the guitar, and an artistic prodigy. It adds nothing to his character and doesn’t fit in with the rest of what we know about him, nor does it contribute to his storyline going forward. What you end up with is a really unfocused character with nebulous goals. The plot becomes unpredictable in the worst way because nobody is consistent. Gege seems quite disciplined in this respect. His characters are just really nicely put together, and hold together very well.

As for what Gege said, I took it as I’ve expressed in the past- Gojo finds it hard to be faithful simply because getting close to someone else is really quite difficult (if not currently unfathomable) for him. Gojo doesn’t have any true ‘friends’ as of this point in canon, and I find it hard to see that he might entertain romance with this in mind. It’s also in direct contradiction to one of the largest cores of his being- his loneliness, and to introduce something like that would be to wipe out all the depth we’ve gotten so far.

Haha, balance is one of the most basic and fundamental aspects of character building. That you have to balance strengths and weaknesses is a concept that sounds really simple on paper, but frequently gets misconstrued. You can’t just say that your character has god-level powers but is extremely shy in turn. People pair that sort of thing often and think that it immediately disqualifies their character from being a Mary Sue.

Satoru’s juvenile characteristics make him pretty salient, but I’d argue that they really fall in line with his heavy precedence on making sure one’s childhood years are valued and enjoyed. It all links back to my headcanon that he didn’t have an adequate childhood of his own. Growing up in a traditionalist family with those powers, he was less of a child and more of a weapon to be honed.

I could ramble forever on Satoru’s loneliness and power, so I’ll try and condense it into a quick little summary. Satoru is insanely powerful, almost to a fault! Particularly, his Infinity and being literally untouchable is a really slippery chute that Gege has done spectacularly in not sliding down.

Okay! But regarding balance. Gojo’s solitude and isolation weigh heavy on the other side of this scale to level with his power. To be segregated from the rest of the world is almost a necessity, and this obviously impacts him psychologically (it’s why the ‘one and only’ line hits so much harder).

Plot-wise, I think there’s something poetic in Kenjaku saying that ‘Satoru’s weakness lies in other people and that he works best alone’. His curse so to say, is that in being so elevated and untouchable means that everyone else automatically becomes collateral by default. Kenjaku and co. use this strategy to essentially corner him in Shibuya, so it’s important to point out that Satoru is used to fighting alone, just as he’s become used to living in a state of isolation. Yeah he adapts, but the inclusion of civilians into the equation results in him becoming relatively paralysed. I think it’s a nice way of literally expressing the workings of his inner psyche.

He works best alone, but it wasn’t always like this! Maybe he’s convinced himself that he’s better off alone in the wake of Suguru’s death. Regardless, it’s a double whammy when that past relationship is brought up to catch him off guard, and when his solitude proves to be his downfall.

Yes and yes, I’ve said all this before! If you want to read more of my thoughts on this, check out my [analysis] tag! I try not to repeat the same content lol, and a lot of these asks are quite similar. I hope that makes sense! I tend to ramble and lose continuity.

[hualianff]

Thinking of a modern AU where HC is an upcoming track star (middle and long distance runner) who carries the country’s high expectations on his shoulders. It’s his first Olympics and his races are a few of the most anticipated performances in the competition.

XL competes as a javelin and hammer throw athlete. He’s a veteran Olympian with extensive injuries that rendered him unable to properly train for two years after the previous Olympics. Thanks to his competitive experience and performance in the trials, XL qualified for this Olympics.

HC’s room ends up on the same floor as XL’s, just a couple doors down at the end of the hall. They meet at the vending machine at 1 a.m. when most people are asleep.

XL was going to see if there was a lemonade he could have for the night—his blood sugars sometimes get low. He finds a tall guy standing at the vending machine, shoving his money into the slot as it’s repetitively spit out.

“Stupid piece of shit,” the tall guy mutters in Mandarin, trying to press the button before his money is returned. He remains unsuccessful. The stranger finally turns to acknowledge XL’s presence. He gestures to the vending machine, stepping back to allow XL to try.

“Hello,” XL greets in their native language, pulling out his money. He only receives a grunt in response.

XL feeds the slot 150 yen. The machine accepts it. XL presses the sprite button.

Thunk!

The bottle hits the bottom and rolls out of the open lip. XL picks up the sprite bottle and promptly offers it to the other guy.

“This is what you wanted, right?” XL asks, cocking his head slightly. The other guy looks down at XL’s outstretched hand, lowered lids covering most of his eyes.

He gives the smallest of nods.

“Then here you go! My treat,” XL says with a smile. The other guy makes no move to take the sprite, so XL reaches over to grab his hand and physically place the bottle in his palm.

“I- you don’t have to-“ he begins to object.

“I want to! I know how picky machines can be. If your note is wrinkled more than once, the chances of the machine taking it is very low,” XL informs. The other guy loosens the grip on his crumpled piece of money. “If you want, you can pay me back later with a lemonade. But it’s by no means necessary.”

The other guy still doesn’t look up. XL notices just how long his lashes are fanning over his cheeks.

“Thank you,” the stranger quietly says.

“Of course...” XL trails off. “What’s your name?”

“It’s... San Lang.”

“Well, it’s very nice to meet you, San Lang. I’m Xie Lian.”

***

The next morning, practice for the running half of the track and field events began bright and early at 6:30 a.m. HC simply did a few stretches and a watered-down run-through of his races. By the time the sun was clearly visible, radiating a soft sunshine, HC and the rest of his teammates had finished.

Beside him, SQX lifts their foot with a hand and stretches their quad, asking, “So, how are you feeling about the 500 meter? Thoughts? Concerns?”

HC grunts, merely running his hand through his damp hair.

“Well, all I’m hoping for is to not cramp in the middle of the sprint like I did in the qualifiers,” SQX barrels on, now stretching their arms behind their head. “That would be a disaster.”

HC listens intently to SQX rambling since they are one of the only other track runner athletes who talks comfortably with HC. As they walk towards their bags, the other half of the track and field event athletes enter the arena.

Among them, HC instantly spots XL in his white uniform, red attire visible behind the half-zipped jacket. He’s speaking with someone to his right, laughing at something the other guy says.

HC politely holds up a hand to signal SQX to pause their story. He digs through the small cooler underneath their bench, then runs over to XL—despite having run a lot already this morning.

“Oh, hi San Lang!” XL exclaims with a wave. He smiles widely, pearly teeth on display that makes HC speechless for a brief moment.

“San Lang?” The guy besides XL questions. HC ignores him, focusing on XL instead.

“Gege, here’s your lemonade,” HC says, holding out a bottle that’s cold to the touch.

XL doesn’t accept it right away, looking at HC’s eyes for the first time, surprise written on his face. XL probably couldn’t see in the darkness of last night, but now in the light of day, he can make out HC’s brown eye and red eye.

HC, the rising track star who has already beaten two records on his qualifying times, is known to have heterochromia.

“San Lang?” XL repeats, confusion evident in his voice.

This was it. XL had figured he hid his name, perhaps thinks HC is an asshole for lying or addressing him as Gege without permission.

The runner silently holds out the drink, eyes shifting towards the ground.

HC didn’t tell XL his name because he wanted to be treated normally for once. His name has been circulating in the new for awhile now, predicting his results left and right. He often receives comments like, “Oh, you’re the track prodigy? You’re very talented, crossing our fingers for gold, yes?”

They put HC on a pedestal while collaring him with their projections.

It’s not only an immense amount of pressure burdening HC, but it’s also thrust him into a spotlight he never desired. He despises being recognized, despises the paparazzi, and hates how the media always intrudes on his business.

Since pursuing track as a professional career, people’s attitudes towards HC rapidly switched. From the lonely orphan nobody wanted, to the quiet peer his peers picked on, to the tsundere student that got on teacher’s nerves, and now an Olympic competitor.

It would be nice for HC to have someone else to connect with when things got overwhelming. Even though they just met, HC hopes to develop an amicable friendship with XL. XL seems like the person to genuinely appreciate people for being themselves.

Fortunately, instead of disgust or disapproval, XL’s face morphs into one of fondness. He accepts the lemonade and looks at the label.

“Ah, it’s my favorite brand!” he happily says, shaking it a bit. “Thank you so much, San Lang.”

HC hums to convey “you’re welcome.” Worried it might appear rude, HC finds the courage to meet XL’s kind eyes. They stare at each other for a long moment, XL with a small smile and HC with a seemingly blank look.

The guy beside XL finally taps XL’s shoulder, saying they should start warming up.

“It looks like I should get going now. I hope you had a wonderful practice!” XL says. He tilts his head to the side, readjusting the strap of his duffel bag.

“I did,” HC says shortly. “I hope Gege’s will be the same.”

XL nods enthusiastically. “See you later, San Lang.” He throws up a peace sign as he walks away.

HC stays rooted in place, heart thudding loudly against his rib cage.

“Who was that?” SQX asks, coming up from behind with HC’s backpack in tow.

“Xie Lian.”

“Oh?” SQX raises an interested eyebrow, nudging HC’s bicep.

“Not a word.”

SQX laughs in response. Seeing the way HC’s eyes linger on the athlete he recognizes as an Olympic veteran is enough to keep his mouth shut. HC deserves to have more close friends.