#nanako and mimiko

[niinnyu]

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[edmeom]

jjk memes pt.14

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19

[gojosbf]

when i tell you sobbed through the "we love you. we love you. we love you" monologue

[svgvru]

. . . home, the place where i can go, to take this off my shoulders . . .

𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔. after he had left, you never expected him to retun to you. after all, his words remained in your head: "we aren't good together." at this point, you've come to the conclusion he said that to keep you away from him. to spare you from his actions. and yet . . .

a series of knocks sound on your doornin the dead of night. your eyes scan the '𝟷𝟸:𝟸𝟷' on your phone, sitting up in confusion as to who could be visiting you at a time like this. your feed pad on the wooden floors, surprising flooding your face at the sight when you open the door. there he was, as if he had never left—suguru geto. accept, there were two others. two little girls, sisters you assume, one with brown hair was hiding behind his legs—the other with blonde hair was curled in his arms. you wondered why he has children. much less, children who should be asleep at this time. "i need help."

he so desperately came to you, needing help with taking care of children, knowing you had experience with your siblings. two children at that. you should've shut the door and told him 'no.' but those adorable little faces made you step to side and let him in.

the little girls were small, and they most definitely had clothes that needed to be replaced. although, it was twelve in the morning, you couldn't go shopping. so cooked up something quick, handing them bowls of food that would fulfil them, promising to go visit your mother's and grab some of your sister's old clothes. "i thought "we didn't work," that you were leaving me," you mumble, hands scrubbing the dirty dishes—the two little girls were curled on the couch of your living room.

"im sorry," suguru whispers back, leaning agsinst the counter. "i thought that would make it easier . . . i— i'm set in my ideas, you can't change me. so if you want to kick—"

"those two little girls over there," you start, glancing at them. "nanako and mimiko, they need care. and you can't go in blind taking care of them. they're the reason i'm helping you . . . " suguru looks a bit shocked at your words, his lips part as if to say something, but he doesn't go through with it. instead, he smiles softly. "thank you . . . "

ever since then, you've helped him. turning a blind eye to his crime in exchange for helping with nanako and mimiko. as promsied, you took some of your sister's old clothes, giving the kids baths and fresh clothes. since then, suguru and you have gotten closer again. despite your distaste towards his ideals, you will forever continue to love him. watching him become a girl dad didn't help.

your days consisted of teaching suguru how to cook, because he burned everything he touched. helping get the kids into school, and asisting them with their homework. taking them to places and trips suguru couldn't—because he was a fugutive. giving nanako and mimiko the love and care they deserved after the trauma and abuse the village had given them. yes, the two of you got weird looks at times, being two men taking two little girls shopping, but regardless—the two of you were their dads. and you were always there for suguru, helping him with their milestones.

when they first learned to ride their bikes, there you were helping suguru teach them. surprisingly, mimiko was a much faster learner than nanako. you could say nanako was a bit of a late bloomer, she couldn't pick it up quite as fast as her sister. the poor girl cried at one point! however, she eventually got it with help of mimiko, you, and suguru.

and oh—the catastrophe that occured occured when the two of them happened to get their periods at the same time . . .

suguru ran—to you, dashed to you. his panicking, caused the kid to panic, and then you panicked for a moment before figuring out what was wrong. a sigh left your lips. "calm down, suguru . . . " you calmly told the girls to calm down, telling them it was normal. you took the risk and called shoko, telling her they were "your neices." she knew damn well you were lying, but regardless, she helped the girls. now you keep a bin of pads and hygiene products in the cabinet of your bathroom for the girls when they come over.

lets not start with the middle school crushes. you'd pick them up from school, suguru patiently waiting in the car . . . and a little boy would run up to nanako to say goodbye. as you got mimiko in the car, the two kids had a faint blush on their cheeks. you saw suguru's twitching eye in your peripheral. a sigh left your lips. "suguru, would you calm down. they're kids . . . " suguru grumbles, "i don't care. he needs to get away from my little girl!" you roll your eyes and call nanako to the car, the two kids parting. during the rest the car ride suguru was fuming.

every step of the way, you and suguru were taking care of them. nanako and mimiko had even started calling you "dad." mimiko started it first. it caused more pain in your heart when you realized the situation you were in.

suguru had declared war. your his two girls were standing behind him, refusing to look at you—perhaps out of shame?

you couldn't allow it. you couldn't allow the deaths of thousands at the cause of suguru, but you couldn't allow him to do either. it was such a great thing you were friends with satoru, and a special grade. it was a hassle to convince the higher-ups, yes. but the combination of yours and satoru's influence and power was enough of to convince them. if only you could convince suguru.

he wasn't afraid of you, he never was. holding things over his head was nearly impossible, but it was just that—nearly impossible.

his girls were now accomplices of his crimes. his family was in danger along with his life. he wasn't able to defeat yuuta, his goal would never be accomplished, even after everything he has given up. "please, suguru. it's enough, you've done enough." tears prick at your eyes at the sight of him, an arm missing and a bloodied face as he was slumped against the wall. if only you could convince. "the girls . . . " if suguru would just agree. "please . . . "

please. "okay . . . " he'd never admit it. but he loved those girls more than anything. he'd give up his life for them, he'd kill again and again for them. perhaps he had found what it truly meant to be a parent. "okay . . . "

this must be a dream. but if so, it's a good dream. shoko's reversed cursed technique had given him his arm back. he was healthy, he was here. no, his crimes couldn't be forgiven so easily. but suguru geto was back in your arms. him along with the now teenage girls, nanako and mimiko. the children you'd never admit you've always wanted with him.

ah, peace at last.

[yazzydream]

Geto's Massacre Incident Report (EN Translation)

Jujutsu Technical College Tokyo School

To the Dean and Teachers

September 28, 2007

Assistant Supervisor Misato Shokinji

Investigative Report on the Murder Incident Regarding Our School's Student

I will report about the subject matter as follows.

Subject of Investigation: Tokyo School 3rd Year, Suguru Geto

1. Incident Case Record

Date and Time of Occurrence: September 23, 2007 around 9:00 PM Place of Occurrence: ██ City, ██ Prefecture (former ██ village) Discovery of Occurrence: Discovered due to the assistant manager traveling to the target site when the mission operative (Geto) was late. Five days had passed since Geto was dispatched. Damage Status: Confirmed deaths of 112 residents of former ██ village.

2. Summary of Geto's Mission

Investigate former ██ village  In the village, getting spirited away has been passed down from generation to generation as a folklore.  However, in reality, incidents of strange deaths of villagers frequently occur-- according to the client's information and can otherwise be understood through research. Since it was surmised that 80% of the cases were caused by a Cursed Spirit, Geto was ordered to conduct a more detailed on-site investigation and to exorcise the Cursed Spirit in question.

3. Behavior / Conjecture 

 On September 18, Geto entered the former ██ village alone.  The mission's outline was provided by the assistant manager a week before departure.  There was no prior request regarding this matter from the person himself and it was the Technical College that ordered him to act alone. The reason is, it was judged in deference to Geto's own experience points, and that it was feasible for him to work alone. In addition, the target Curse was surmised to be about a Grade 1; lower than Geto’s. In addition, there is a shortage of jujutsu sorcerers.  Presumably at this time, there were no deviations from a usual mission. He didn't display any behavior at the time that he was scheming something.  9:00 am on the appointed day, we departed from the Tokyo school by car.  Geto and the assistant manager (Shokinji), just the two, moved together.  The target village is a village without any public transportation. It's impossible to approach the village by car, as entry is via a single narrow road. About a kilometer away from the village, near Kamiya intersection, Geto was dropped off and we parted ways.  Around 4:00 p.m., Geto started to act alone.  The duration of completion of the mission this time is from September 18th~September 19th; at most three days. Upon completion, I was supposed to be contacted as usual. (However, it was not a strict promise. Because of that, it's believed the discovery of this incident was delayed. Matters Requiring Improvement)  With the assumption he'll be staying in the village, we'd made arrangements with the client belonging to the fire brigade (Kiyotaka Kagetani, 43 years old, living with mother) to rent a room in his house. However, details such as if he actually lodged with them, remain unknown, as both the client and his mother have died.

 The following is the mission's investigative report that was conveyed by the assistant manager from inside a moving car.  In the village, there is folklore about being "spirited away."  There is even literature that remains. Passed down from the Edo period... It's a common enough legend. However, even aside recent years, It's characterized by how it continues to feel like a natural happening.  There have been five cases in the last ten years.  March 19, 1998, A 26-year-old woman disappeared.  May 7, 2001, A 67-year-old man died abnormally.  July 24, 2002, A 4-year-old girl disappeared.  August 4, 2005, A 57-year-old man and a 46-year-old woman were found to have died abnormally.  September 13, 2007, A 46-year-old man died abnormally. As features,  ・Both disappearances and abnormal deaths occurred within a 50-meter radius of a limestone cave, which is considered to be a sacred area to the village.  ・Young women and children → Disappeared、Middle-aged and older or men → Found died abnormally.  ・The ones who died abnormally have no heads.  From these and other such commonalities, it was conjectured that it is the action of a Cursed Spirit inhabiting the vicinity of the limestone cave. So, in order to confirm the truth from the legend, it is believed Geto investigated from inside the village.  It is estimated that from the time he began to act alone, around 4:00 p.m. on September 18th, he opened the case, investigated, and collected the target Cursed Spirit. However, since all the villagers involved have died, there is no one left to testify.  Only, if this matter was caused by a Cursed Spirit, it is certain Geto achieved destroying--

[–cut off]

　On September 19th (time unknown), a village massacre incident occurred. 　112 Villagers died. In the subsequent arson, 70% of the village was burned down. 　(On September 23rd, when the College headed to the site, there was not a single living person left in the village. There is no eyewitness testimony.) 　An investigation into the cause of death determined they were all victims of Cursed Spirits. 　In addition, according to an inspection of the residuals, it was concluded to be that of Suguru Geto's Curse Manipulation. 　It is believed that after killing the villagers, Geto set fire to the village and fled. 　Regarding this incident, Geto's motives remain unknown. 　Village resident registration information did not reveal anyone who had a blood relation with Geto, nor anyone with personal involvement with him prior to the mission. 　Note that, since there is information that there was a lineage of jujutsu sorcerers in this village, it is being further investigated to see if they share any attributes with Geto and whether that had anything to do with his motives.

4. Punishment Here On, etc.

Suguru Geto is even now at large. In accordance to Article 9 of Jujutsu Regulations, he is subject to execution as a Curse User.

End.

[pupperish]

pls appreciate

[fushic0re]

𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐖 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐒

𝗦𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗥𝗨 𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗢 𝘅 𝗠𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗧𝗢!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟖 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 — it’s nanako and mimiko’s first christmas, and suguru wants to make it special by dressing up as santa claus. chaos ensues when they catch their mom kissing santa. 

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 — 18+ ONLY; MINORS DNI. smut; penetrative sex, quickie, dirty talk. 

꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆! 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒❜ 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 & 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑! ♡

YOU DO YOUR BEST TO silence your giggles as you adjust the red velvet hat with white fur trim on Suguru’s head. 

With how exhilarated Nanako and Mimiko were for Santa’s arrival, it was not out of the realm of possibilities that they would come toddling out of their room and scope out the scene at any given moment—you both had to work quickly. It was the twins’ first ever Christmas at the tender age of five years old. That fact deeply saddened you and Suguru, unable to forgive the monsters in that village who harmed them so heartlessly. 

But it was not too late. They were still young with full fledged childhoods in front of them; childhoods that you and Suguru would do your damnest to fill with joy, laughter, love, and…fake Santa until they were too old for him. 

“Oh come on, Mrs. Claus. Just one little kiss.” Suguru purrs, his large hands slowly pulling your panties to the side as he kisses your neck. 

“I cannot take you seriously with this whole get up on. You look ridiculo–”

Your words were cut off by the tip of his member breaching your entrance, slowly sliding in as his girth stretched your walls deliciously. A sharp gasp escapes from your lips before you hurriedly cover your mouth with your hands. Your fiance chuckles deeply in your ear, punctuating his sentence with a low grunt as he sheaths himself in you to the hilt. 

“Please don’t argue with me like you aren’t always wet for me.” Suguru teases, stilling for a moment before slowly pumping his hips. 

You do not even have the effort to retort, only turning your head over your shoulder to smash your lips against his in an effort to keep yourself quiet. The kiss is heated and sloppy at best, a stark contrast to Suguru’s usual languid and sensuous kisses. Neither of you cared. If there was one thing you learned about becoming unexpected parents to twin girls, it was that if the opportunity presented itself…you needed to take it. Your lips are glued together as Suguru’s hips thrust with precision and control, maintaining slow and deep strokes that leave you gripping the edge of the couch so tight your knuckles turn white. The two of you are in your own little world before a loud gasp causes both of your heads to snap away from each other. 

“Mama! What are you doing?!” Nanako shrieks, stomping her tiny feet on the floor. 

For once in your life, you are speechless. Your mouth hangs agape as you hastily pull your pajama bottoms back up. Nothing but stutters leave your mouth, but luckily, Suguru is already in character like he was born to be Santa Claus. At lightning speed, he is situated himself in the full white beard…and pulled his pants up.

“Ho! Ho! Ho! You little ones weren’t supposed to see Santa, you should be in bed!” Suguru joyfully speaks in a typical Santa-like fashion. “You must be Nanako and Mimiko!”

If you were not so stunned, you would have a hard time trying not to laugh. 

Mimiko smiles shyly, taking her sister’s hand and hiding behind her slightly. 

“Yea…” She says cutely, watching the man she thought was Santa with wide awestruck eyes. 

Nanako is not as impressed. Her doe eyes narrow into slits.

“Why were you kissing our mama, Santa Claus? She’s married, ya know? Our daddy will beat you up.” 

Suguru snorts quietly from behind you, clearly amused by the older twin’s antics. Nanako was always the more outspoken between the two of them. At least he knew his little girl was a ride or die. 

“Santa was just making sure that your mother was feeling the Christmas spirit!” 

You sigh deeply, hitting your head against the couch repeatedly. Could he have come up with a better answer? With another exasperated sigh, you sit up and stand up from the couch, kneeling in front of your sleepy girls. 

“Aren’t you girls excited? Santa came to our house after all.” You say softly, cupping their cheeks. 

Mimiko immediately nuzzles her face against your palm. Nananko places her hand on your wrist, glaring at the imposter Santa over your shoulder. 

“...our presents better be good.”

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[treescantjump]

geto and his girls

[suguwu-gato]

I’ve said it before but I’m absolutely convinced that Gojo gave Suguru’s body back to his cult family after he killed him, Nanako and Mimiko specifically. Suguru asked about them right before he died so Satoru would have known how important they were to him (not to mention that a big theme for Geto has always been found family) and most importantly it would explain why Nanako and Mimiko and the rest of the cult family knew about Kenjaku way before Gojo ever did. Because the body was stolen from them!

[getos-widow]

All the things that could have been - Geto Suguru x Reader

Pairing: Geto Suguru x Reader

Warnings: angst, like heavy angst, death, violence, no happy ending

a/n: Seriously, I needed a cigarette after this one. 

If that treacherous heart residing within your chest were to thump even for a beat faster it would have exploded in your chest. It echoed in your ears as if your body was a hollow trunk filled only with a heart that pumped blood solely for a purpose of loving Geto Suguru. Everything else ached - your limbs were sore and bloody from the battles that you just finished, your chest burned like the whole hell was stuck in there, and your eyes strained from the sheer amount of tears they shed. You heard an explosion coming from the Jujutsu High’s ground and you picked up your pace. A memory flooded your mind, as clear as if it was unfolding right in front of you.

 Young Geto Suguru stood under the old wisteria tree lost in his thoughts. Dressed in a traditional five-piece wedding kimono with the Geto family crest embroidered in it he watched the purple bloom with a small smile on his face. He looked so ethereal under the delicate dance of light and shadow that the gentle breeze created while toying with the cascades of fragrant flowers. You held back your tears or joy because you didn’t want to ruin the intricate makeup on your face. The sound of your sandals brought him back from whatever place he was in and he turned to face you. His breath caught in his throat as his eyes widened at the sight before him - the sight of you in your uro-uchikake, a brightly colored robe intricately embroidered in gold and silver threads.  

 “You look so beautiful, my love”, he walked towards you with a comforting smile on his handsome face and your heart skipped a beat.

 As he leaned down to kiss your forehead he heard something rustle behind you and soon after two tiny faces emerged from under your kimono tail.

 “Otosan, we want a kiss too!" Mimiko and Nanako cried in unison.

 Geto laughed loudly before picking them up.

 Please, God, let him be alive.

 The stench of curses and blood enveloped your senses and you almost threw up as you reached the gates of the place you once considered home. Everything came to a halt as you stopped and concentrated on his cursed energy. It was weak, but it was still present. Oh God, it was still present. 

 Once again you started running towards the place where you knew he would be, almost tripping over pieces of wall and broken wood structure.

 "Suguru!" you screamed as you saw his wobbling form walking down the shadowy alley.

 His head snapped in your direction.

 “What are you doing here? I told you to retreat if things go south!" He tried to sound stern but it came out as a raspy breath.

 “What have they done to you, my love?" You ran to him with shameless tears pouring down your cheeks.

 You inspected a gaping wound on a place where his right hand once was and winced at the sight.

 “It is alright, darling. I’m okay”, his tone softened as he looked at your face and slumped against the wall.

 “We need to get you to our hideout. I need to start working on you before you lose too much blood”, you wiped your eyes but the tears just wouldn’t stop pouring.

 “I’m not coming this time”, he smiled softly and cupped your face with his remaining hand.

 “What are you talking about Suguru? Of course you are coming. I’m not going to let you leave me again. I can’t live without you”, you sobbed at his touch.

 “You will be alright. You are such a strong woman, my love. I have always admired your strength and resilience”, his thumb circled on your cheek wiping away tears and dirt.

 “I don’t want to be strong Suguru. I want to be with you. I want to spend my life with you”, you snapped your head away from his touch and started pouring your cursed energy into his wound in an attempt to stop the blood from gushing out of it.

 He didn’t say a word. He just smiled that damned smile of his and closed his eyes sighing contently.

 “I will heal you and we will go away from this place and these stupid sorcerers. We will start a new life in Europe. Imagine darling: just you and I roaming through all of Europe, kissing in Paris, making love in Berlin, renewing our wedding vows in Florence. We will get to admire art and nature and life. We won’t care what happens to sorcerers or monkeys or anyone for that matter. I love you”, you babbled while healing his shoulder.

 “Darling, Satoru is here”, his voice barely a whisper.

 You froze, your hands falling to your side.

 It’s over now.

 Geto Suguru was not an easy man to love. In fact, to everyone else, he was a monster, a wretched excuse of a human being, but to you, he was just Suguru - a man who placed soft kisses on your head almost every night for nearly ten years, a man who danced with you to the sound of various foreign music you loved so much, a man with whom you parented two adopted girls, a man who killed men just because they looked at you the wrong way, a man who never ceased to tell you how much he loved you. Yet, he was also a man from whose clothes you washed off the blood of countless innocent people, a man who believed he was better just because he was born a sorcerer, a man who wanted to destroy the world as you knew it and build a new one according to his twisted fantasies. You stopped trying to change him a long time ago and started loving him for a duality that he carried around.

 Embracing the inevitable, you simply sat on Suguru’s lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. His strong arm encircled your waist bringing him closer to you as he talked to Satoru. You paid them no attention as you inhaled Suguru’s scent, for what you knew would be the last time, as you listened to his steady heartbeat. He smelled like that perfume you gifted him with. You smiled finally coming to peace with your destiny. That didn’t stop you from imagining the life you could have lived with the love of your life.

 In Naples, Italy, you sat on the floor of a small terrace in a white silk dress while cutting strawberries for a cheesecake with a large kitchen knife. Strawberry juice splashed all over the pretty dress, but you didn't care. Then Suguru appeared next to you and took your juice-covered hand. He slowly put a finger in his mouth and sucked the juice, looking at you with lust-glazed eyes. The knife fell into your lap, destroying the sensitive material forever. He smiled saying that he would buy you a new one.

Somewhere in Provence, France, you took off your sandals and walked into the house with a bouquet of lavender in one hand, and groceries in the other. You call out Suguru’s name with worry written all over your face after the scent of lavender was overpowered by the smell of something burning. He poked his head out of the kitchen with a guilty smile on his face and an almost charred chicken in his hands. He said that he wanted to surprise you with lunch, but that he didn't quite succeed.

In Switzerland, in Morcote, you argue about who will go outside to get wood for the fireplace, knowing full well that both of you hate snow. Maybe it's not because of the snow, but because of the fact that neither of you wanted to look away from Lake Lugano, whose water was being swirled and thrown in all directions by the snowstorm.

There was no death, no sorrow in any of those lives. There was only you, Geto Suguru, and eternal happiness - the one that you never get bored of, the one that fills you up again and again, the one that contradicts human nature.

 Suguru’s grip on your waist tightened before he whispered in your ear,

 “I love you and I will love you for all of the eternity”

 Those were the last words you heard before Satoru grabbed you and threw you down the alley. Everything went black as you fell into numbing unconsciousness.

 -

 Satoru walked towards your lying form after he did the most difficult task of his life. As he neared you he felt something extraordinary - your cursed energy was mixing with a new one that he had never felt before. It was the most perfect mix of yours and Suguru’s. He sighed heavily as he placed his hand on your belly. Tears filled Gojo Satoru’s eyes as he, as well, thought of lives that were never going to be lived.

 “One day we will meet, little one”, he got up and walked away, the saddest smile engraved on his face.

[damn-stark]

Higuruma please let us explain…

He won’t be so nice to us in Sugar…

(Second pic not my art found it on Pinterest)

[gojosbf]

[saaraofthesand]

I’m doing so okay it’s just I didn’t realize their s2 designs had dropped and now I’m thinking about what’s about to happen to them and how the "we love you we love you we love you" panel will get animated with music and voice acting and and and

[aliisinwonderland]

Gojo's Petty Whining

Scenario 1 Gojo: Suguruuuuuuu Geto: (minding his own business, reading a book on the couch) Yeah 'Toru? Gojo: (lands on top of Geto) Talk to meeeeee Geto: (Sighs and puts book down) I'm reading, 'Toru Gojo: (Puppy eyes activated) Pleaseeeeeee Geto: (Fell for it bc he's hopeless around Gojo) ...fine. But only for a few minutes. The book just started getting exciting Gojo: (Now back into a ball of sunshine and positivity) Yayyyyy!

Scenario 2 Megumi: (pissed off at Gojo) PUT ME DOWN! Gojo: (holding Megumi up by the ankle) Come'n, Megumi, I'm not that bad Megumi: (starts summoning shikigami) Gojo: (Drops him) Don't you even start, young man! Megumi: (falls and lands on his head) ...NOW YOU'RE IN FOR IT! Gojo: (getting chased by his divine dogs) HOW DARE YOU! NO DESSERT FOR A WEEK! An Hour Later... Gojo: (tired from running) Suguruuuuu Geto: (chilling with Nanako and Mimiko) Yes? Gojo: (Drapes his arms around Geto's neck from behind) Tell Megumi to back offfff Geto: (Sighs and gets up) Fine.

LMAO I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE WEIRD SCENARIOS MY MIND CAME UP WITH GOODBYE TYSM FOR READING

[gayeowulfe]

They had different parenting styles

[sugusearrings]