#my writing isnt the greatest

[trixibebe]

Chapters: 1/25 Fandom: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Zhao Tianyou/Reader Characters: Zhao Tianyou, Reader, Kasuga Ichiban, Kamataki Eri (Yakuza), Mukouda Saeko, Adachi Koichi, Nanba Yu, Seong-Hui (Yakuza), Han Joon-gi | Kim Yeonsu (Yakuza 7), Majima Goro Additional Tags: Explicit Language, Alcohol, Smut, Reader-Insert, Canon-Typical Violence, Anxiety, some abandonment issues, some trust issues, Fluff, bit of angst, Smoking, foreign reader, not really a slow burn but it takes time to get there, Past Majima Goro/Reader, Romance

Summary:

You reluctantly moved to Isezaki Ijincho five years ago when you learned that your partner, Goro Majima was murdered. The initial devastation faded over time but you could never quite let go. You were left with unanswered questions but a faithful encounter with Ichiban Kasuga promised the key to some clarification on the circumstances of your past lover’s death. Tagging along with him on his quest you didn’t expect to fall so fast for the leader of the Yokohama Liumang. How will you handle all the feelings that keep on coming crashing down on you?

[wlw-cryptid]

I am once again thinking about having a big strong butch lay back in my lap to nurse after a long day

Telling them that I want to make Daddy feel better and pulling their hands to my chest, helping them pull my shirt away. They'd hum and humor me because not even whatever cool-headed calm exterior they put on will stop them from having their princess's heavy tits in their mouth, and I'd eagerly pull them closer. Once their mouth was full, I'd start start talking them through it. Telling them how good it feels in my soft, warm voice, telling them how much I love them. What a good daddy they are, what a good butch they are, how they take care of me like a good husband should. My body's here to take care of all their needs.

I'd go from holding their hand to rubbing their forearm to massaging over their hips, and their eyes would get heavy as they relaxed more and more into me. Sure I'd sigh and whimper and love how it felt, but my voice would begin taking on that other tone; the one that reaches into their mind and soothes all their thoughts down until they can only wait for what I tell them. Before they even realized it, they're preening at being called a good boy and I'm undoing their belt, slipping my hands under their pants and palming at their bulge. I coo about how hard they are, how sweet they are to me, asking them little things like "do I taste good, sweetheart? does that feel good?" just to make them nod and listen and obey more than anything else. When I stroke their cock through their nice black boxers, I want them to moan into my breast and whine out "more" and "please" until they can't take it anymore n remind me whose in charge

[skitskatdacat63]

Roleswap anyone??

Tell me Fernando wouldn't make a fantastic general/emperor, and that Napoleon wouldn't make a fanastic driver/tp!!

[theworldinclines]

i say this with my whole heart, i love us broccoli nation, but anyone thinking that win is out of character based off episode 1 has inherently misunderstood his character. we saw nothing of him in uwma, nothing, and i say that bc he was nowhere near being a Main Character with crumbs every other episode. and that's ok, bc the story wasn't about him, so everything we see is surface level. he jokes, he flirts, he's not very serious - but that doesn't mean he is never serious, we just never had reason to get into that detail bc it was dean and pharm's story, not win's. we are finally seeing what win is up to while dean and pharm are in their little world, and it isn't just him being a fun loving goofy side character. it's who's he's always been, when we're shown his perspective, when we focus on his being. win isn't going to view himself as the person pharm (who has no context, just like us!) sees draping himself all over team at lunch, knowing so little that he has to ask dean if player win is a good guy for team to associate with. win is a middle child who has had to basically act as parent and mediator to his brothers, hes fiercely loyal, and is someone used to adapting to the needs of whoever he's with. that's who he's always been. he can be funny and joke with team after they've know each other a while, as we saw in uwma, but we are quite literally at the beginning here. speaking as someone who has loved and analysed win's character for years, to say they've rewritten win to be a hard-ass is just untrue. he can be more than one thing, he has layers, he has depth. he's a well written character. i know we might not be super used to that with a lot of these series lol but we won this time. so be open to getting to know him!! boun for years has put his entire heart into crafting win into a realistic, lovely person and it shows and im so happy to see win portrayed so wonderfully :))

[sneasedtomeetyou]

❥ - a childhood memory

Kaoru readied herself at the opposing end of the court she and the other children had fashioned out of a large patch of dirt. It wasn’t quite the right dimensions for a regulation battle court—actually if they had compared it to the real thing they would’ve realized just how far off they had been—but that hardly mattered for a little friendly scrimmaging. The uneven chalk lines they had redrawn earlier in the day had been long scuffed and faded earlier battles. The only real indicators still left clear were where each trainer should stand. Across from Kaoru was her older cousin who had just returned from the big leagues. Of course all the younger children were caught up in the excitement of her return, it was always an event when the champion in the making comes home. It would be a lie to say that same excitement wasn’t radiating off Kaoru in waves.

They agreed to a 1-vs-1 since Kaoru only had her sneasel, oh so creatively named Sneaks. Cynthia had offered to use one of her newer team members, but Kaoru knew that garchomp despite its formidable size and strength was weak to ice type attacks. She was confident that would be more than enough of a fair fight. This seemed to satisfy Cynthia well enough as she got into place and sent out her pokemon.

To call it a battle would be an understatement. Even with Cynthia holding back, even with Sneaks having a type advantage, it was a beat down in Kaoru’s eyes. The gap in experience was simply too great for it to play out any other way. From the word go the garchomp charged straight for the sharp claw pokemon, closing the gap between them. Sneaks could dodge, and dodge Sneaks did for quite a few heavy hits, but he failed to gain much distance in order to retaliate with Icy Wind. They were trapped on the defensive. Instead Kaoru commands Sneaks to find another way, use Metal Claw to fight back.

Finding an opening, Sneaks attempts to strike with his claws only to be met by a counter attack from the garchomp’s wing. The hit sends him tumbling across the court. Kaoru’s earlier bravado, her confidence and joy fizzled out as she saw her beloved Sneasel struggle to get to his feet. Cynthia calls out for Sand Tomb and the pokemon are obscured from view with an eruption of dirt and sand.

When the dust cleared the sneasel laid defeated on the ground, the garchomp standing over him absolutely dwarfing his size. Kaoru ran to his side and helped him up off the ground, cradling him in her arms. Sneaks nuzzled into her touch, seeming relieved that his trainer came to comfort him. He wasn't hurt in any way beyond his pride. Cynthia walked over to her own pokemon's side, commending Kaoru for the good use of battling fundamentals and seeming to offer her some sort of advice, but Kaoru wasn’t hearing any of it. Instead her own voice filled her mind.

Maybe if Sneaks was evolved. Maybe if they trained harder. Maybe if Kaoru was a better trainer.

She got back to her feet to face her opponent. Cynthia stood tall over her when they shook hands. Kaoru had to look up to meet her gaze, but as quickly as their eyes met Kaoru averted his eyes back down to the dirt on his shoes. What was meant to be a show of good sportsmanship felt more like salt being rubbed into a fresh wound. The other kids quickly swarmed Cynthia once again, asking for their turn to battle. Her one chance to maintain the battler's attention was ruined by her pathetic show.

None of them seemed to acknowledge Kaoru much at all when she takes her seat in the grass with her pokemon to watch the next fight. She hugs her legs close to her chest. Of course they wouldn’t acknowledge her. Why would they? She was never going to measure up—the only child of Munenori and Shizue compared to the favorite grandchild and dragon master in training. Kaoru wasn’t the great battler her cousin was, she wasn’t anything remarkable. No matter how hard she would try she would remain in the shadow of Sinnoh’s lustrous champion. So why would she even try?

[butchshevik]

I will probably cave and watch the fall of the house of usher anyways but let it be stated for the record that I do not and never will like flanegans work

[quietwingsinthesky]

sorry no reporting back to inform you there’s only 3 lucifer/claire fics on ao3. unbelievable. do i have to make everything i want to read myself.

[desiresign]

i feel like this: dont feel like reading fanfics lately ...

the thing is, i do want to, i will look them up and try to find something i want...simply, dont have ones that are to my taste right now, am tired of rereading

also, i still have various wips that i never finished, which i do wantt to finish some time, but its hard..writing is harder than drawing

[bladedwoe]

( Astrid ; continued )

        𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫. She found no use to dress in fancy furs or in a common dress, she wasn’t playing a part. In fact, she was representing the Dark Brotherhood and from what she had heard, Zephyr wasn’t someone to tread lightly around. She didn’t need to portray herself as anyone other than the assassin she was and if the other woman decided to strike at her with a knife: what use would a tailored dress have between her heart and a blade? 

        So far, she could tell she was confident. Cocky, almost. That was important to know if a fight ensued, but she would humor her for a little while. As long as she wasn’t wasting her time.

        ❝ Oh no, madam, neither one of those, though your choice of attire and remarkable beauty is one for the ages. I’m afraid that’s not the point of my little visit. ❞ A thin and sly--almost cat-like--grin poked at the edges of her lips. The brush of the artifact against her side reminded Astrid to dig inside and retrieve the object she was so interested in that she had to break away from the fog of Falkreath to the chill of Winterhold.

        A small chuckle left her lips underneath her cowl at the idea of an assassin sending her. If only she knew. ❝ Oh no, no. Nothing like that. A… business endeavor for the Dark Brotherhood is what brought me to Winterhold, you see. ❞

        ❝ A little birdie told me you know a thing or two about the Dwemer, yes? ❞ Gloved finger pokes into the small bag hugging along her hip and she retrieves a shiny, yellowed ancient object that glowed like it was newly crafted in the candlelight as she held it before her. ❝ A client offered this in their part of the deal. Supposedly the item is ancient and costly. ❞ The costly part was what piqued Astrid’s interest the most. Skyrim was full of ancient objects. Ruins, caves, signs, structures. Skyrim was drenched in its long, long history that it wasn't hard to find something that lasted through the ages, but the mention of money drew her interest. Specifically, how the cost of the item could benefit the Dark Brotherhood in all of their endeavors, but she was sure that she made that point loud and clear.

        ❝ What can you tell me about it? ❞

@starvingtongue

[lord-shitbox]

no amount of thanks for it in the fucking world is worth the shit im going through

[scoobrt]

ah wow love getting suddenly hit with the worlds worst cocktail of emotions!!! gotta love it

[skitskatdacat63]

okay, i don't know why, but i have ALWAYS been like you described. i have so many movies, TV shows, books, podcasts, songs, etc that i want to experience but do i? nope, just put on another F1 race, please. i don't know if it's fear of the unknown (hello, flood of unexpected emotions!) or not wanting to challenge myself or also wanting to watch F1 and F1 just wins out, but here we are. i suspect it's part of my OCD? or some other ND thing that hasn't been diagnosed in me yet??

in fact prolly the only reason i watch F1 is bc i watch it with my sister. it is a lot easier to do new stuff with someone else...which deludes me into believing that if i just got a partner, we could open the floodgates and watch everything i haven't seen together, but lord knows it don't work that way 😑 in any case, i don't know what's wrong with us, but you're not alone!

I'm glad I'm not the only one!! 💕💕

(Reply ramble under the cut cause I wrote more than I expected)

I think I just struggle to start anything new or to finish anything. I totally agree with what you said about it being the fear of unexpected emotions/the unknown! Like for race seasons for example, I just spent a significant amount of time immersed in 2005 which is a specific set of information(you know: rules, strategy, drivers, etc.), so to start a new season would be a completely different set of info. As I said in my earlier tags, some part of me likes the anticipation more and also I always get way too hyper about things and that energy is overwhelming 😓 And I also feel like I have a fear about how much time I'm going to spend(which is stupid because I'll spend like way too much time aimlessly scrolling for the same amnt of time it'd take to watch a race.) Like the idea of specifically putting aside two hours to do only one thing is stressful to me, which is why I often used to like watching races when I literally couldn't do anything else(waiting for a class.) But now I'm stuck back in the cycle of not wanting to start something new, even if 2009 isnt exactly new because I've watched a lot of racing at this point, but still new enough to me that it's hard to convince my brain to start it. Like once I get into the groove of things, I can float through and enjoy myself, it's just that beginning barrier that's hard to get through.

I also definitely agree with having to watch it with someone else. I either have to binge watch things super quickly or watch them with other people, if not, I'll just end up never starting it or abandoning it. I think it's because it's really nice to be able to discuss your thoughts and feelings abt it with another person and not just be stuck with a million thoughts bouncing around your head(which is why I tend to make posts and then rant in the tags LOL)

I think thats why ive been able to get into F1 to such an extent and why it's been so fun for me. It's a live experience(with a strict time constraint, i.e. you can only watch it right here, right now) where there's a bunch of people watching and interacting. I love tumblr during a race weekend so much, I don't think I'd be obsessed with it as much if not for the ability to see everyone's reactions and interact back with them. I think that's why I struggle to start old seasons, because it's literally just me obsessing alone in my room and I can't talk about it to the extent that I can with the current season. Watching F1 as it goes along in a current season is just a perfect experience I guess, because the schedule pushes me along and I don't really have to rely on myself to keep going.

But yeah who knows!! Brain just being brain as always I guess, but it is annoying that it prevents us from doing things we want to do! But I will say, still, its so stupid that I procrastinate over watching 10 minute long YouTube vids LMAO, like pls I get the hesitation with a 2 hour race, 2 hour movie or 100k fic but, 10 minutes, seriously brain???

[rottenomelet]

Hey, could you do a little fic with yandere Choso? Going a little more into depth like the one you did with Geto? You’re writing is phenomenal

(note(s): i absolutely can :P i was thinking about doing this anyways like anon u just read my mind. and thank you :)

warning(s): implied kidnapping, implied stalking, mentions of period (non sexually), all-in-all slightly creepy tendencies. choso is just an oral king here so if that isnt ur thing, i sorry.)

Yandere Choso Thoughts (1k)

Here’s the thing: Choso is the oldest of ten. He’s hyper independent and he’s in a position of always taking care of others. But he doesn’t just enjoy the act; he embodies it. Being a caretaker is his pride and joy. Being an oldest brother is Choso’s absolute greatest accomplishment, and he wears the title like a medal.

So of course the same can be said when it comes to you, his precious darling.

Having you as his responsibility brings him immeasurable joy. Choso is prideful about how well he’s taken care of you, how much brighter and healthier you’ve looked since he’s taken you into his care.

He’s attentive to your needs like no one else, recognizes what you need even before you do. If you take any medication, he reminds you of it. He makes sure you drink enough water, that you eat balanced meals at healthy times, that you go to bed on time every night. Choso does not allow you much personal time for hobbies but he has no qualms about an - approved - book now and again, or even a tv show as long as you watch it with him.

Any nasty habits you have - smoking, drinking, not eating right, insomnia - he goes through absolute lengths to ‘cure’ you of. It’s not that he thinks these things make you imperfect, but rather that you’re his/. His darling, his responsibility - it just won’t do to have you feel anything but 100% good all the time.

Of course there is the more… concerning side of this attentiveness. He’ll mention special dates (an old friend’s birthday or the graduation of a family member). Choso will bring up tv shows you used to love but forgot about, give you comics you were once interested in but deemed too expensive. He even knows your cycle, buys you sanitary products the day before you begin. Choso sees no issue in telling you when you’re ovulating.

(“You’re at your most fertile today.” He’ll mention during dinner and you freeze. Your stomach churns as you process what he just said.

Choso doesn’t have to eat so he likes to sits there and watch you eat dinner. It was awkward at first, the man not much for talking and you reluctant to converse with your capturer. But as time passed, the two of you could at least exchange comments here and there for the duration of the meal.

Choso pays your discomfort no mind. “I know your stomach hurts, but try to eat a bit more. You have a busy night ahead of you and I want you at your best.”)

You’re in his capable hands now - there’s no reason to even think when Choso is there.

He’s caring in different ways too.

Choso loves your reactions. The way your brows scrunch, when you bite your lip, when your eyes roll into your skull. When your toes clench and your hips twitch and your thighs tremble. The sounds you make - heavens bells could never compare. Whether you’re moaning, whining, screaming, or crying his name, Choso revels in anything that leaves your lips.

He finds that the easiest way to get you to react is when his tongue is between your legs. You practically sing for him then.

The only thing he doesn’t like is how difficult it is to see your face when he’s down there. Because of this, his favorite position is with you on your back and your knees hooked over his shoulders. His face in your cunt, his eyes on you as he licks your most delicate place. He holds your shaking thighs apart as he suckles your clit. Choso practically moans with you when you cum on his tongue.

He doesn’t stop after one - doesn’t see a reason to. He’s here to take care of your every need - one orgasm isn’t enough for him.

(“No more. Please no more.” You whimper as you plead for Choso to have mercy on your sweet pussy.

You’ve come thrice on his tongue already. You’re shaking uncontrollably and the only reason you haven’t collapsed onto the bed yet is because Choso is holding you up. You’re overstimulated and your cunt aches. You can feel your clit pulsate on his tongue.

Choso only pauses his ministrations to reply. “You can handle it. You’ve done it before.”

He kisses the top of your cunt before sliding his tongue back against your special place. His tongue slides against your inner labia, only teasing your clit by circling it.

Your head falls back as moans spill out. It’s all just too much. You’ve never experienced pleasure like this - no one ever good enough at this to make you enjoy oral to this extent.

But Choso? Choso is a master at understanding your pleasure.

“I can’t.” You say, keening as you do.

“You can.” He responds and this time you know he’s not giving you any other options. “Just a little more, love. I know you can take it.”)

But even though Choso loves taking care of you, sometimes he needs to be taken care of.

He needs cuddles more than he would like to admit. He likes to lay on top of you with his head in your chest and your hand in his hair, scratching at his scalp. Choso likes praise, though he’ll never ask for it. Tell him he’s a good big brother, that he’s a good man to you too. He’ll be over the moon.

He’s quiet. He never reveals much of himself unless you prompt him to. He’ll always answer any question you have for him, adhere to most requests. But Choso will always be surprised, pleasantly so, when you show interest in him or want to spend time with him.

And when it comes to more human things, you find yourself leading. Kissing, hugging, holding hands. All things Choso has never heard about until you.

He was a shy kisser at first but now he absolutely loves it. That closeness? It’s something he could never replace.

He’s sweet, really. Choso just cares so much about you.

[skyeslittlecorner]

im the anon who messed up the request, im pretty sure i requested the kings when mc is reborn as a devil, a while after gabriel killed them and they get reunited with the kings

(sorry if it doesnt make sense english isnt my first language & thank you!)

-🌙 anon

Hello 🌙! Everything is clear now, I actually hadn't received this request before. Good thing you asked again, because I'd love to write it 🙏

The previous parts: first and second

Satan's depression had seriously worsened since you were gone, though only some nobles saw it. His explosions became more random and much more powerful. One day, after a fight, he was walking through town when he saw something familiar. It didn't matter if you looked like your old self or not, he recognized you. He reached you, grabbed you in his arms and started whispering your name fanatically, showering you with kisses. Sitri followed him, certain he had gone mad and was hallucinating, only to be kicked. You were confused at first, but hazy memories began to come back to you as Satan took your breath away with a kiss. You tangled your fingers in your king's hair, promising that you wouldn't scare him like that again.

Mammon will recognize you when you come to see the palace-tomb erected in your honor. Somehow you felt like you should come there... and you realized why when you were pulled into a large chest. Even though he has enormous strength and huge arms, he hugged you so gently that it was as if he had a porcelain figurine in his arms. He picked you up and cupped your cheek. And then the buttock. His eyes are dreamy, he has finally found his greatest treasure. “Welcome back home, Master.”

Beelzebub didn't recognize you, or at least he didn't believe it was you when his drunk brain told him so. He had to get rid of his sadness somehow, and alcohol and casual sex... didn't help, but what else was he supposed to do? Especially since that pretty devil who joined him in the lounge looks so damn much like you? He's sure that when he gets sober, you'll disappear again. You will be showered you with kisses and caresses, he’ll steal you away all night long, assuring you that he loves you, that he will never leave you again, that he will do everything to make you come back. This is the first night in your life that you will wake up and still have him by your side. Sober. In love. And happier than ever in his life, because he realized that these were not his drunken delusions. It's you.

Leviathan rarely accepts audiences, much less from random devils, so when you came, he was going to dismiss you. Instead, his heart almost stopped when he saw you. He forgot about dignity and got down from the throne, came closer, cupping your cheeks in his hands. “It's… it's you. You're back.” Even though he had his illusions, deep down he didn't believe in them. But you chose return, you chose Hell, you chose him. You are so brave and beautiful that he feels jealous. His subjects can’t look at you, because it makes him jealous, too. He will hang his entire throne room, offering you his arm. You will be taken to his palace, and he will order to prepare a welcome fit for a queen. This day will go down in history as a national holiday in Hades.

[eternalera]

im sorry but love IS the main theme in jjk, no not just in the movie but ALL of jjk.

dont believe me? fuck it, fine, i'll explain

lets start it out with the obvious, jjk 0. this is the prequel to the actual anime and manga series (although i guess actualy isnt the correct term... you get the point) and it starts all because of yuuta and rika who were both children when they fell in love.

rika gives yuuta a ring and tells him that its a promise ring and that its a promise that they'll be together forever.

yeah rika DIES

but dw, she gets turned into a curse... by yuuta, but it was on accident so... yeah fun-

then geto shows up and basically attacks the school and yuuta and rika save it using LITERALLY the power of love. then soon enough gojo ends up telling yuuta this 'love is the greatest curse of all'

yeah love is literally the main theme of that, yuuta's love is what cursed rika and caused her to become a curse but what of gojo? why is he saying 'love is the greatest curse of all'?

well soon after this he mentions his 'one and only' and its heavily implied (actually canon) that its suguru geto, YEP the mf who attacked the school. now lets take it back a few notches shall we <33

gojo and geto went to school together where they became extremely close friends (implies lovers as they do a TON of romantic stuff in japanese culture such as giving geto second button to gojo aka the one close to his heart and them riding on a bike together which is illegal in japan but its also considered romantic to break the rules with your lover so like??!?! yeah theyre gay)

soon after they have a mission to protect the star plasma vessel and imma spare you the details lets just say that it goes HORRIBLY wrong and it ends up causing a rift between gojo and geto. gojo ends up awakening becoming a better version of himself for it and is trying to show it to geto. yet he doesnt know that what happened with him and how he basically got a power up did NOT happen to geto.

geto was left to question who he was fighting for anymore and this caused him to... get a little silly and kill an entire village anyways the kfc breakup happens yada yada and remember that these two were really really REALLY close friends at least and most likely lovers (how i'll be referring to them from now on)

now what day did geto attack the school aka the night of 1000 demons parade? december 24, the same date which is the most romantic in japan (to my knowledge) and the same date which gojo killed him... YEAH THAT SHIT WAS PLANNED

but lets move onto something a little more... recent.

ITAFUSHI!!!

honestly my fav ship and why im all writing this in the first place. their love for each other was literally so great that they killed the king of curses. the whole reason that megumi locks in is because he realizes that yuuji is gonna be sad if he dies and that he doesnt want yuuji to be sad

these two care for each other so much and its basically shown at the start of the manga, how megumi sees yuuji and saves him without hesitation, he just doesnt want to see a good person die.

he then says 'what if someone you saves kills another in the future' and when yuuji asks him that megumi cant answer. and when he can yuuji literally flips back and kills himself in order to save megumi and mind you he was fearing death a few seconds ago, saying how he didnt want to die yet and how he had regretted eating that stupid finger

yet when it came to saving megumi all of the sudden that didnt matter anymore, in fact when sukuna offered to bring him back he said no because he didnt want sukuna hurting more people... speaking over that-

SHIBUYA!!! yeah sukuna takes over yuuji and kills a bunch of people- kinda ironic seeing how megumi asked yuuji 'what are you gonna do if someone you save kills those later?' even MORE ironic that before that its revealed that yuuji swallowing the finger caused a bunch of parts of sukuna to wake up and start killing people and both of them realized this and went 'imma not tell the other cause thatll make them sad'

anyways megumi gives his bf a pep talk and then BAM megkuna and yuuji goes batshit against sukuna <3

anyways before megumi separates from sukunas body he says that he's gonna try living for someone else just one more time and its pretty obvious that this person is yuuji.

ALSO fun little thing.

love the greatest curse of all won against the king of curses, sukuna. sukuna who refused to feel or care for human emotions. aint that something?

[elmuvahva]

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HERES THE FINISHED CASEY SONG AWHAHWHAHWHAH

ok so lemme explain my thought process behind this song bc i love to overshare

i wanted to make a song for casey of when he first arrived in the past, like that bitch was alone and scared shitless and understandably so. he was alone in a world he knew nothing about and had just lost the last of his family.

i wanted to capture that loneliness he would've been feeling in that moment and the helplessness that came along with it. he felt like giving up until he remembered his family.

and that's where the second half of the song comes in mwahahahah. his family is still by his side in spirit and will always be there no matter where he goes. i wanted that hopelessness from casey to just be swept away by the turtles and hopefully the song conveys that :D

although this song isnt technically a CAS song, i still took so much inspiration from @somerandomdudelmao when writing this song (and when also using her character designs for the song art LMAO). i highly recommend going and reading her comic bc what the fuck are you doing if you havent already like bRO-

anywho- i shall post once again when the youtube video is up and when the song is out on spotify and other streaming platforms :>

for now, see ya suckers lmao good luck o7

LYRICS :D

I feel so alone Don’t know What to do Now that you’re gone I know that I can’t Go back To you There's so much that I have to do

You know That you’re here by my side But it's not the same Yes, you’re here But its not The you that I once held so dear

How am I Meant to do this on my own? You were always there With me But now When it matters most you disappear

I’m scared What if I mess it all up? This is our last final chance Our final try Do we even have hope anymore?

What is it for? I did it all for you But now I'm left on my own

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oOoO vocalisations