#strawdxll

[impishsensei]

@strawdxll asked: "that time was different. this is worse."

satoru places his hands at his own waist, sighs, and shakes his head all in an over-exaggerated manner. he even laughs a little, as if what nobara's just said to him is something that he finds amusing. really, he's just using the extra time to come up with some sort of bullshit to get them out of trouble. 

❝ you've got it all wrong! it's simply a matter of perspective! ❞ he exclaims. the issue in question, of course, is that megumi's dorm room has been completely made a mess by a dog. see, while nobara and gojo were out on a mission, nobara spotted a stray dog and pleaded with him if they could at least help it. while satoru loved dogs, he also knew that having pets was far too much of a distraction as they required a lot of attention. still, the mas a glaring soft-spot for all of his precious students, and he couldn't possibly say no. 

❝ i'd say this just means little kuro-chan is already comfy in his new home. plus, you were the one that let him run off! but that's neither here nor there, ❞ he shifts the blame with ease, already continuing on with his spiel before nobara could offer any type of indignant rebuttal at that.

❝ besides, we can always use my super secret get-out-of trouble technique — we blame it all on ijichi! he's a swell guy that scapegoats for me all the time. i'm sure he won't mind. ❞ at the same time, kuro-chan pads on over to nobara, tail-wagging wildly as a sign of his excitement. he sits before her, looking up at her expectantly. the pup is just happy to be here, completely unaware of the chaos he's caused.

[yuujitheevessel]

"just for today you can put our minecraft beds together, but don't get the wrong idea..."

unprompted asks ┊ always accepting

"w-woah, do you really mean it, kugisaki? are we gonna build a house too? should i put us in creative, or do you prefer to play in survival? i'm a minecraft pro, personally." he's way too excited about this.

[muryonokansei]

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her  lips  form  a  small  frown,  waging  an  internal  battle  on  how  best  to  address  this.  she  goes  as  far  as  to  cross  her  arms  over  her  chest,  eyes  shutting  as  she  grumbles  to  herself  and  taps  her  foot.  finally,  she  finds  the  right  words. 

❝  have  you  ever,  uh,  thought  a  guy  was...  y'know...  not  half  bad?  ❞ 

[wormb0i-a]

@strawdxll a demandé : “Hey, what do you think you got on that physics test?”

« Easy. A hundred. »

[shiiikigami]

“hey, i got something for you since i saw how upset you were that i bought itadori a shirt.”

(itadori's shirt)

"i don't know what to say..."

[foraltruism]

"Hey, I heard you'd just woken up."

Out of the calamity that was the Shibuya incident, loss after loss, Yuji was devastated upon losing Nanami, and would have been absolutely beside himself if Todo and his junior hadn't come in to help. Even the thought of Todo made his heart ache as well, as he was yet another loss on their side, but hearing and seeing Kugisaki awake and mobile took a lot off his mind.

Gone was the happy and smiling Yuji though, a much more somber appearance sat on his visage though he attempted at a small smile for her.

"Slept for a long time... How are you feeling?"

@strawdxll / ❤ for a starter with Yuji

[drippingheart]

── ❛ He . . . He's dead. ❜

The night of mission at the detention centre and even the day after was a blur. A blur of his perception of time just as the literal blur marring his vision; eyes fighting the cloud of melancholy threatening to downpour like the rainy season. It had been Fushiguro Megumi who failed to trick Sukuna. Megumi who watched Itadori Yuuji's heart being ripped out. He who wanted to disintegrate in the rain with the ease his shikigami dissolved into the shadows. Why couldn't the worst outcome of the mission been losing shiro? It almost felt like cosmic karma momentarily mourning the death of a shikigami he treated more like a companion than a weapon.

A special grade curse was dismantled solely by Yuuji's hand and at what cost? Just as Megumi could not erase the sight of the hole in Yuuji's chest, he could not erase the horrid nausea and chill rippling through his body as he had to carry his friend's corpse. Kugisaki Nobara and he escaped with their lives, a little worse for wear, but at what cost? Sukuna had been disgustingly smug, too; why couldn't the king of curses pummel him to the ground until he lost conscious ... until he lost his memory.

Another thing he did not recall was the entire trip to Jujutsu Tech nor releasing the death grip on Yuuji's wet and cooling body. Someone must have. Someone must have also guided Megumi to Ieri-san where his wounds were selfishly tended to, meanwhile there was no curing Yuuji. Why had the trio of first years been dispatched to exorcise a special grade curse? Why did the children fight? Why ... Why ...

WHY — why everything.

Fushiguro Megumi was no stranger to tragedy; life wrought in death and abandonment even before his technique surfaced. HIs father being a phantom in his life held less weight than the death of a both he barely knew. A boy, of course, who was doomed to death because Megumi was too weak to keep Sukuna's finger from being consumed. Megumi had accepted it; a bold lie which became easier to swallow each day despite facing the warmth which was Itadori's brilliance.

The King of Curses was not required to fill his head with demons ... they dominated his psyche on their own. He was plagued just as Megumi himself was a plague; his life contaminated and toxic to those around him. Jujutsu sorcerers were not supposed to display their depression. Be it seven or forty, sorcerers were weapons to kill and ultimately be killed. Like his shikigami, Megumi's tears were kept to the shadows.

Two days after the fateful night at the detention centre, the onyx haired youth emerged from his room with the excuse of requiring solitude to heal his wounds. What he needed was clean air ... and food. As soon as the plain rice touched his lips, a new wave of sickness coiled in his belly, and the onigri was abandoned to take fresh air outside. The school never felt so dismal as it did then, not even compared to when he was the sole first year. HIs solitude had been just that. Now he felt a genuine loneliness that kuro, his last remaining divine dog, could not dismantle.

What were his senpais doing? What was ... Kugisaki @strawdxll doing? Megumi was not normal. HIs sister, the most normal relationship he had, was doomed and comatose. Knowing not how to interact like a healthy human being, the teen dared not approach the woman. It made him feel shitty. One heap of shit piled on another without mercy. The storm clouds hanging over his head must have been perceptible from a kilometre away. One dimension of his guilt subsided with gentle footfalls approaching.

── ❛ Hey... ❜

[chikoyama]

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[to: nobara-chan 🐣 ]: huh? that’s not what i said

[to: nobara-chan 🐣 ]: but didn’t you tell me you got them done last year??

[ofsavior]

unprompted. || @strawdxll

"Hey Maki, if you ever wanted to beat any of the boys to a pulp I'd look the other way and pretend I didn't see it." #solidarity

“ What? You're not gonna help me with it? ”

[rake-rake]

@strawdxll

"It's not like that!"

Being noticed.

"Huh-uh."

The escepticism is evident in that simple sound, as well as in the unimpressed glance he pays her. He shuffles inside his bag, retrieving a simple shirt with some rpg motifs. However, as he is about to put in on, he seems to think again.

"It's fine, I know teenagers are like that." he leaves the shirt back on the bench and turns towards her, arms spread wide and chest bare as he crooks an eyebrow at her, seemingly waiting for something, "There, you can take a picture if you want. It will last longer."

[zangyo]

@strawdxll said (inbox):

"Nanami-san, Gojo-sensei says you used to have a real job in sales or something," she states matter-of-factly in lieu of a proper greeting. "Fushiguro and Itadori have been criticizing my spending habits, so I want to know what you think about my girl math as an expert." She doesn't let Nanami respond, immediately jumping into her explanation. "You know, if I pay for something in yen notes opposed to card, it is free. If I buy something and return it later, I make money. If we order takeout food and I pay, but the boys give me money for their portions, I profit. That makes sense, right?"

     ❝…❞ How did he get involved in this? Sometimes he wondered if Gojo’s students all came to him with their various…questions…because their teacher always goaded them his way. Coffee mug rested with a faint thump upon the table in front of him, newspaper now casually closed and put aside. This was probably going to take a while, even more so since Nobara was already jumping straight into an explanation without hearing even a single word from him in reply. ❝Girl math…❞ He took a deep breath, trying to keep the small sigh from passing his lips. Alas, this was his fate as one of the only responsible adults these young sorcerers knew. ❝Paying in yen notes doesn’t mean what you’re buying is free. You just didn’t tap into the money you have in the bank. Money is still spent, you still lose out on it – it’s just that it doesn’t affect what you have stored away.❞

     W-What kind of logic...?

     ❝As for your last words…you are still not making a profit. You are still spending money – just a little less because Fushiguro and Itadori-kun are paying for their portions. Rather than you buying for three, you pay for one…which is still a loss in money.❞

[impishsensei]

“be honest, sensei…do you think i have the most star potential out of us students? well, between myself and those idiots.” she motions a thumb towards an unsuspecting itadori and fushiguro.

be honest...

satoru takes a moment to consider nobara, before glancing over at yuji and megumi. while they're all wonderful and talented kids, yuji has too big of a mouth. he could totally see yuji getting cancelled for saying something ignorant without even realizing it.

       poor dumb kid.

megumi, on the other hand, definitely looks the part of a cool and mysterious idol boy, but he can't imagine him being particularly engaging on social media, and that is key. nobara is a confident girl, unapologetically herself and kind in her own way. plus, he knows she curates her instagram feed like she's getting paid to.  

 ❝ easily! you should try and become an influencer, nobara! ❞ 

[yuujitheevessel]

“can you stop making that face when i put up the camera?”

unprompted asks ┊ always accepting

"ehehe... what face?" yuuji has recently discovered mewing and he refuses to stop.

[cvrseduser-a]

@strawdxll a demandé : 8 & 17 for the munday meme n.n

8. What are some similarities between you and your muse/muses?

Hmmm... For Geto I think I'm in my head a lot and mull stuff over too much ? i consider myself a very introspective person and also an ambivert, i can be pretty boisterous and loud and have fun and i'm friendly, but it depends a LOT who im with and also rly appreciate my alone time — my energy reserves run out easily haha. I think we r v similar in these regards. Lots of feelings and thoughts that we keep to ourselves (i also have clinical depression)

17. Least favourite trope?

Omegaverse LMFAOOOOO like... i dont hate it but i just find it soooo unserious i can't... its too funny to me but also i avoid it like the plague when i see tags on ao3 or whatever LOL ! i rly dont care abt it, u will never catch me writing it or reading it, i will discuss it but bc i think its funny, not anything serious.

munday meme | accepting

[wormb0i-a]

"Here. Take this."

« Huh ? Really ? Isn't this kinda... tacky ? »

[ofovertime]

“nanami-san, since you’re old were you ever on that prehistoric website called myspace?”

a sigh left his lips. " Gojo made me make one when we were younger. So... Yes. I wasn't into it very much. But I might of even deleted it."