in my opinion, gojo’s storyline has been handled so so poorly i can’t help but think it’s intentional. it is not bad writing to kill a character—even a beloved character. i know most people will dismiss my criticisms because gojo is so beloved to me and so many others. i’ve said before that i don’t mind if he died. does it hurt? of course, and i would still cry and be sad about it. but there is a beautiful way to do it. with respect and honor for his legacy—for what he has done for your manga, the characters in it, and audiences worldwide. but no…gege chose the path of horror and disrespect. at certain points i’d say to myself, well. this is a dark manga. but essentially gojo is the only character that receives this treatment. since the beginning—since suguru left him, he’s been wondering if he mattered because he was a person, or if he only mattered because he was powerful and useable. we certainly fucking answered that question. he is a weapon and nobody ever cared about him at all!!!
and we knew he was being used—he knew he was being used, but he is selfless. so he did it for his kids. for megumi and yuuji and yuuta—he wanted them to be safe. in these flashbacks it’s exceedingly clear that he knew he would die. again—that’s not my issue. gojo dying to sukuna makes plenty of sense and it would hurt to leave it there. but to give us an afterlife scene where he’s presented a choice—north and south—that concept lead nowhere, that’s truly fucked up. to leave all the subtle clues and hints for no reason but to keep people reading and theorizing his return is fucked up. to continue to use his imagery to promote your manga when you know he’s not even honored in your manga is fucked up. we don’t get a funeral or a grave for him. no one’s spoken about him in chapters despite him fighting for hours against sukuna and damaging him so much that yuuji could win, nothing. yuuta wearing him like a costume and no one is horrified about it. i thought his students WERE different. they weren’t jujutsu society yet. that’s why gojo was their teacher—shaping them into better human beings. how am i supposed to trust in their future when it seems they’re just as cold and heartless as everyone before them? no one has honored gojo in any way since the moment he died. and they’ve forgotten about him. he spent his entire life fighting and no one can even say thank you. gege intentionally used gojo to promote the end of his manga because he knows that gojo fans make up at least half of his fanbase so had we stopped reading when he died, he would have lost a lot of traction. he baited us intentionally, cruelly, and something that transcends storytelling. i’ve truly never seen a mangaka have this sort of vitriol for one of their characters and the people that love him.
we spent the entire last chapter talking about some random fucking mission when we have several unanswered questions and concerns. i thought gege said he wanted this ending to be shocking and something you didn’t see in shonen? tying everything up neatly where no one has any trauma or grief for what they’ve experienced, everyone comes back to life except the one character you hate specifically and choso, defying your own power structures and having everyone laughing into the sunset is exactly how shonen ends so what in the fuck is he talking about??
let me disclaim, this is not megumi hate at all. i love him very much and i am so happy he’s back with the group but like. he shouldn’t be able to even walk. he tanked unlimited void for over 6 minutes whenever that length caused irreversible damage to sukuna himself. not to mention the countless black flashes. so what the fuck? he doesn’t mention gojo at all?? the first time he laughs in this manga is after he reads a note written by his dead fucking caretaker about his dead fucking father? like i don’t believe. random open ended kenjaku/suguru mention just to piss me off, an absolutely no mention of gojos sacrifice or how they’ll miss him. i’m sick to my stomach. gege defiled his memory both in the story and outside of it. wow.
P.S. SUKUNA CARED MORE ABOUT GOJO THAN ANYONE ELSE (SUGURU IS NOT INCLUDED IN THIS I MEAN HIS STUDENTS AND SOCIETY)
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Thinking of if Captain Marvel (Shazam) turned (sorta) evil and how that would happen.
I can’t actually see him going full evil cause Billy to me is a little ball of sunshine. But in the end he is a child therefore is more vulnerable than any of the adults.
So I can see revenge driving him to kill a villain, not inherently turning him evil, but definitely against his morals.
What if somebody kills someone close to him? What if he is forced to finally see the evil side of the world that even the adults can’t always handle? If he were to have a villain arc it wouldn’t be black and white. He’d be driven to do things by corruption and the idea that he was protecting someone else.
Billy is good, but in the end he is also a vulnerable child who has been given a great power that shows him the hidden evils of a world that has already done him so wrong. He doesn’t have the judgement of an adult as Billy, maybe he might as Captain Marvel with the wisdom of Solomon, but he’s also Billy half of the time.
Idk my brain is just making me sad thinking of a world where Billy was given to much power for his mental health to handle and then someone close to him was killed, nudging him off the edge into a pit of grief and revenge.
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manipulative stepdad jeonghan with naive and innocent reader please 😵💫😵💫 im so obsessed with ur works
— corrupting the princess
manipulation, cheating, corruption kink, pool sex, unprotected sex, creampie
“Daddy, you won’t let me go, right?”
Jeonghan has to hold back a groan, cock twitching in his swim trunks. When he offered to teach you how to swim, he knew it would inevitably lead him down the immoral path he was trying to pretend didn’t entice him. You cling onto him as he descends to the deeper side of the pool, and he just knows this is the day he crosses the line to make you his.
“Never, sweetheart.” He assures you, hands slowly caressing your smooth thighs. “You trust me, right?”
You nod cutely, arms tightening around his neck as you press closer to him. It doesn’t cross your mind that pressing your barely covered tits against him is inappropriate. You also don’t think much about how you’re settling right on his growing dick. After all, your sweet stepdad would never do anything you didn’t want him to.
“Yes, daddy.”
Your voice is so sweet and full of trust that he can’t handle it anymore. He needs to have you in the way he’s wanted since he saw you.
A soft gasp fills the air when large hands cup your ass and grind you against your stepdad’s cock. It’s so big, and it makes an unfamiliar ache bloom in your core. Jeonghan is looking at you with a lidded gaze that makes the feeling burn hotter.
“Daddy?” You whimper, feeling dirty for wanting him to help you relieve that ache.
“You’re so pretty.” His voice is low and seductive. “The prettiest little princess I’ve ever seen.”
You feel your skin get hot, almost keening at the praise. Nervously, you lick your lips and quietly thank him. He’s always telling you how you’re a princess and how you deserve to be treated like one. He’s taken on that responsibility personally, always spoiling you to your heart’s content.
“Your mom’s been tired with work lately.” Your stepdad’s sad smile makes your heart clench. “We haven’t been intimate in a long time. That’s why I get… excited when I’m around such a pretty girl like you.”
Your heart is racing, and all sorts of filthy thoughts cross your mind about helping out your poor stepdad. Any guilt you feel dissipates when Jeonghan shifts and brushes that thick cock against your covered pussy. It feels like it’s pulsing, and you lick your lips at the feeling.
“Will you help me with that, baby?” His voice is impossibly gentle and sweet. It has you nodding like you’re in a trance.
You don’t feel guilty when your stepdad pulls his swim trunks down and slides your bikini bottoms to the side. Jeonghan rubbing his slick dick against your lips feels too good for you to feel anything other than pleasure. And it’s going to help him relieve his stress. Since it’s something your dear mom can’t do anymore with how hard she works.
“Daddy!” You cry out when Jeonghan finally sinks you down on his throbbing cock. The stretch is a little painful, but overall it helps soothe the ache you felt since earlier.
“Fuck, princess.” Jeonghan groans as he starts bouncing you on his cock.
The water around you sloshes and splashes. Filthy moans grow louder as your stepdad’s thick cock spears you open. His bulbous head slams against the gummy spot inside you that has you seeing stars.
You spend the rest of the afternoon on his cock, milking him until he’s completely satisfied.
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The boxes packed in your car were your sole companions as you drive down the familiar roads leading to his family home.
You lied to your friends about where you’re headed before leaving town. They wouldn’t understand. You can’t handle their judgement or concern. Not today.
He’s standing outside, hands in pockets.
Your chest feels tight. He’s handsome as the day you left. Now returning to your old lover, you felt unsure of why you agreed to come. What was between you and him was over, dead and buried. Still, he reached out after months of silence and just like before, you were a moth to his flame.
Parking your car in the driveway, you take a deep breath before turning off the vehicle and getting out.
You both exchange greetings, like strangers. But he’s no stranger to you, and the fake politeness tugs at your bleeding heart.
“Thank you for coming.” He said with a sad smile.
The anger you felt towards him returns, betrayal and hurt he fed you all those months together is still infecting your mind. You laugh, but there’s no humor in the sound.
“I see you’re all packed up.” He tried to make small talk. Annoyance makes you snap.
“Why did you want me to come?”
He never could just flat out and say how he felt, one of the main factors of why things didn’t work out. He sucked at communicating.
“To say goodbye, obviously.” He scoffs like he had a right to make such a bold request when he was the one to broke up with you.
“We said our farewells months ago,” you argued.
You knew you shouldn’t have come. You hated how you still let him string you around. You hated that you still—
“I love you.” He admitted. Finally.
Months ago, when things were good, that’s all you wanted to hear. Now? The sweet words were bittersweet.
Tears burn behind your eyes, and you knew it was time to leave.
“Wait, please!” He reaches for your arm when you move to get back in your car.
“No!” You had begun to sob, like his touch granted your body to mourn for him.
“You can’t do this to me, not now,” you shook your head, his expression so soft. It all stung.
“Don’t be selfish, you knew that was all I wanted from you and now that im finally done with you and leaving, you acknowledge your feelings for me?”
You were shaking, angry and hurt by his actions, by his words that he lacked back then but somehow has the courage to say now.
It was too late.
“I loved you then and I love you now,” he tries to catch your eye but you pull your arm away from him.
“Good for you,” you replied sarcastically as you get in your car. He holds your door open, his body leaning towards you.
“Please, can’t we try again?” He pleads, a tear falling down his cheek.
You have never felt so much sadness.
Shaking your head, you wipe your tears with the sleeve of your jacket.
“No, we can’t.”
You hate saying it, but you both knew it was never going to work— no matter how much you wished it could. Too much had happened, and the love you once shared was shattered and torn alongside your heart.
His head is hung down, sniffling and nodding.
“I’m sorry,” he whimpers, moving away from your car.
“I’m sorry too,” you said softly, and with that you close your car door.
He watches your leave, and he waits to see if you’d look back.
You don’t.
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