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nanamineedstherapy · 2 months ago

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Crack Extended Cut: Third Wheeling Your Own Marriage

F!Non-Sorceress CEO Reader x Gojo Satoru x Nanami Kento

Summary: Collection of oneshots that didn't make it into the main plotline but are still funny. Gojo Satoru becomes a model, and Nanami Kento has beef with Vogue. Their housekeeping staff meets the office. Mostly fluff with light angst. Will add other couples too down the line. Reality + Social Media + Poly + Vogue + Unhinged murderous raccoon + Bored staff who roast Gojo. A/N: This is a canon-adjacent shitpost in my polyjjk AU that was never supposed to exist but did because i had a cursed thought at 3 AM: “what if a TikTok interviewer asked them how pregnancy works.” Yes, this is technically relevant. Yes, the raccoon has more followers than Gojo. No, I will not explain the medical timeline because there isn’t one. Please enjoy this descent into delusion.

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Chapter 1 - Shibuya Polycule meets Tokyo Sims

You should not have asked them to take you on a walk.

You had wanted a peaceful stroll through Shibuya. Some air. Maybe ice cream. But peace, like many things in your life—control, privacy, a properly aligned spine—had long died the moment you married them.

Gojo Satoru, the human embodiment of a PR disaster, was already halfway through a box of his favorite overpriced zunda and cream-flavored Kikufuku, sunglasses perched low on his nose, which did nothing to hide the fact he was hot and obnoxious in 4K. Nanami Kento, by contrast, was walking five paces behind like a government-assigned babysitter. Hands in pockets. Jaw tight. Probably counting down to retirement again.

And you, the visibly pregnant, were waddling through central Tokyo like an angry myth—radiating heat, hormones, and the quiet promise of violence. Every passerby clocked your belly first, then your husbands, then you—and wisely decided not to make eye contact.

But then it happened.

He emerged like a cursed spirit spawning mid-boss fight—mic clipped to his shirt. “Hey! I’m Kole from Tokyo Sims—mind if I ask a few questions?”

You knew exactly who he was. Kole—the TikToker who stopped random people in public and mined their sex lives for content. The internet adored him for one reason: nothing phased him. Not the girl who confessed to biting her friend during karaoke, not the man with an OnlyFans dedicated to Garfield cosplay. Nothing.

Without even glancing at your husbands, you smiled like a crocodile. “Of course.”

Gojo lit up like someone had handed him both a mic and diplomatic immunity. Nanami sighed through his nose, the way men do when they’ve accepted their fate but still resent its timing.

Kole adjusted his grip on the mic. “Cool. So how did you two meet?” He gestured toward you and Gojo, who was clinging to your side like a needy barnacle in couture, his hand inching subtly—like you didn’t notice—toward your sideboob.

“Three,” you corrected.

Kole blinked once. “Three?”

Without ceremony, you reached back and yanked Nanami into frame like a coworker being summoned into a surprise Zoom call.

“We’re married,” Gojo said brightly. “Poly. Very European. Very French.”

“I’m not French,” Nanami muttered.

��I am,” Gojo winked. “When it’s sexy.”

“All three of us are married,” you added, smiling wide. “That’s why they won’t stop bickering.”

Kole stared blankly. “So… like… all three of you. At the same time.”

“You say that like it’s hard,” you deadpanned, knowing that if your stocks were going to tank after this interview, you were going down swinging.

Kole didn’t laugh. He just nodded slowly, like he was trying to remember if this counted as journalism.

“And you’re pregnant,” he added. “Congrats. Who’s the father?”

The silence that followed was dangerous.

Nanami stilled beside you, shoulders taut, while your eyes sparkled in sync with Gojo’s—matching shades of ‘let’s cause problems on purpose.’

“I am,” Gojo said, beaming.

“I'm the father,” Nanami said at the exact same time, like Darth Vader.

“Tis me,” you added serenely.

Kole’s eye twitched.

“All of us,” you concluded.

Kole stared. “That’s… a joke, right?”

Nanami’s jaw clenched. “No comment.”

“Yes,” you chirped, far too cheerfully. “Totally.”

“Quantum pregnancy, baby,” Gojo added. “Get with the timeline.”

Kole blinked. “What—?”

“She had a hysterectomy,” Gojo offered, like it was a fun fact.

“I regrew her uterus,” Nanami said, calm as if he were discussing rainfall.

Kole didn’t react. Just gave a tiny nod like someone quietly exiting their own body. “That’s not how biology works,” he murmured.

Gojo nodded solemnly. “Medically, no.”

“You’re not doctors… are you?”

“I’m not a doctor,” Nanami clarified, which somehow made it worse.

“I’m a teacher,” Gojo said.

You smiled at Kole. “Medically, yes. But this was a spiritually irresponsible decision.”

“We are not responsible people,” Gojo agreed, biting into a Kikufuku mochi.

Kole blinked at the phone in his hand like it might turn into a gun. “Do you… know what the babies will look like?”

“Both of us,” Gojo said.

“Neither,” Nanami replied.

“They have heterochromia,” you added casually.

“They’re not even born,” Kole muttered.

Gojo pulled out a crumpled Polaroid. “Ultrasound. If you spiritually squint, you can see the eye color.”

“Or if you’re on acid,” you mumbled.

Kole squinted. “Are those… horns?”

“I hope they’re horns,” Gojo said brightly. “Otherwise something’s growing in there that’s not on the baby apps.”

“They have Satoru’s bloodline,” Nanami added. “We’re expecting explosions.”

“Sometimes when I pee, they kick so hard I pass out,” you said, entirely too happy about it.

Gojo cooed as if you hadn’t just casually mentioned unconscious urination but rather announced a promotion. “Aww, baby, you’re stealing my shtick. That’s so romantic, but I’m sorry you feel the need to deflect with humor.” He popped a Mango Cream mochi into your mouth and rubbed your bump with the care of someone feeding a cow—because otherwise, you might bite.

“You’re right, I deserve better.” You chewed thoughtfully and swallowed before turning to bury your face in Nanami’s chest. “Kento, tell me I’m beautiful.”

Nanami let out a deep, long-suffering sigh. His hand settled between your shoulder blades, his thumb moving in slow circles—more instinct than affection at this point. “You’re… hauntingly beautiful,” he muttered, not looking at the camera.

You tilted your head slightly toward Gojo, though you didn’t pull away from Nanami’s chest, smirking against his shirt. “See? My husband’s perfect.”

Gojo gasped. “Why does he get hugs? I’m the one feeding you like my queen!”

Your grin turned sharp. “Because his heartbeat drowns out your voice.”

Nanami, with the reflexes of a married man who’s seen some shit—or more accurately, seen you try worse in public—immediately placed one large palm against your forehead to stop you from motorboating his chest in on camera.

“Not here,” he said.

Kole didn’t blink. Just stared into the lens like it was a confession booth. “Right. So… how does the pregnancy work—”

Gojo clapped him on the back. “Don’t worry about it, champ.”

“The important thing,” you said sweetly, “is we’re a happy, functioning family.”

“Define functioning,” Nanami muttered.

“Define happy,” Gojo added.

Kole’s soul didn’t pack its bags. It just… lay down in traffic. “Are you joking?” he asked, not because he needed an answer—just because it was habit.

“I’m always joking,” Gojo said.

“I’m never joking,” Nanami replied.

“YOU will never know with me,” you said, patting your stomach like a war drum.

Kole adjusted the mic like it was a rosary. “Okay. So. Uh… where did you all meet?”

“Jujutsu Tech,” Gojo and Nanami said in perfect, cult-like sync.

Kole stared. “…Is that a startup?”

Gojo nodded solemnly. “Very underground. No Glassdoor reviews. Also, we fight demons.”

Kole paused, processing that the same way one processes being handed a baby goat at a funeral. “I—I thought you were a CEO?” he asked you, voice flat.

“I am,” you said.

“She’s also our wife. And the company’s primary investor,” Nanami added.

“She once bought me a basketball court because I said I liked Space Jam,” Gojo said proudly.

“She also assaulted someone with a frying pan in 2017,” Nanami added.

“That was never proven,” you replied, perfectly calm.

Gojo suddenly perked up and pulled out his phone. “Wanna see our raccoon?”

Kole didn’t flinch. “Sure.”

“He’s albino,” Gojo explained, flipping the screen. “His name’s Feral Rizz.”

“Or Takahashi, the Executive Trash Associate,” Nanami said, like the raccoon had a résumé. “ETA-san, if you will.”

Kole looked at the raccoon in Gucci booties, then back at Gojo. “That tracks.”

“That’s fair,” you agreed.

Gojo grinned, unprompted. “Also—fun fact. She said in a GQ interview she never wanted kids. Publicly. Like, multiple times.”

Kole turned to you. “So… you lied?”

You sipped from your juice box. “Plans change.”

“She also said she hates men, but here we are,” Nanami added.

Gojo, nuzzling into your temple, whispered, “I’m more of a Samoyed than a man. Woof.”

You tried not to smile. You failed.

And Kole clocked it, just barely tilting his head. “Anyway,” he said slowly, like he was now just interviewing the concept of fate. “Thanks for your time—”

“Wait,” Gojo chirped. “Ask us about the 3AM Test!”

“Or the bounty,” you added, tone far too cheerful.

“Or my Domain Expansion,” Nanami offered, like he was requesting a war crimes tribunal.

Kole gave you all a long look. “Right. So, you’re telling me you’re pregnant with twins from two different men after a hysterectomy because one of them regrew your uterus, and you all fight demons for an underground startup that doesn’t exist online?”

“Yes,” the three of you said, in sync.

Silence.

Kole blinked between you, waiting for someone to laugh. No one did. “Got it.”

Then, with the quiet dignity of a man clocking out of his last day on Earth, he continued. “Well, definitely not the weirdest thing I’ve heard this week.”

Gojo spoke up again. “Aren’t you gonna ask about the drama?”

Kole paused. “…The what?”

Nanami sighed like he’d aged ten years. “Don’t.”

Gojo leaned in, whispering excitedly. “Did you know she was attacked by a mob when our marriage leaked?”

Your smile turned scalpel-sharp, smug. “And I still rescued my raccoon in the process.”

Nanami closed his eyes. “Please stop talking. That night still gives me PTSD.”

Kole didn’t move as the video ended. Just turned off the mic and deadpanned, “I’m gonna tag this ‘educational.’” Then walked off without a goodbye.

Gojo watched him go. “Aww. He didn’t even get to the juicy stuff.”

Nanami rubbed his temples like this was a weekly occurrence. “You just told a civilian about cursed energy.”

“He’s gonna assume it’s a kink thing,” Gojo shrugged.

You waddled forward, unbothered. “He’s not wrong.”

Gojo slung an arm around your shoulders. “That went well.”

Nanami exhaled like the last thread of his soul had snapped. “I need a drink.”

You whirled. “Wow. The double standards in this marriage are astronomical.”

Then, without waiting for an answer, you stormed ahead, hips swaying with righteous fury.

“What? Wait—come back—I wasn’t actually going to drink! I’ll wait till you can!” Nanami called, hurrying after you like a guilty golden retriever—well, he was a stoic one anyway, with golden hair to prove it.

Gojo just dragged you closer to him, smug. “See? He’s not perfect. We deserve better.”

And miles away, in the comments section of Tokyo Sims: Shibuya Polycule…

@BodySnatcherSupreme: This cannot be real.

@FatherFigureNotFound: WAIT, THAT WAS THE CEO WHO SAID SHE HATED MEN IN 2018??? BABE WHAT.

@Kaori_MyChildNotSpecial: I think I just watched three war criminals gaslight an interviewer into an aneurysm.

@KenjakuMindGamesDLC: No, but fr who tf is Feral Rizz and why does he have a verified account and an IMDb page?

A/N: Update: Kole has quit TikTok and enrolled in a seminary. Gojo wants to duet the video with fan edits of your wedding. Nanami is drinking soda water and whispering, “It’s not real, it’s not real.” And you? You’ve just posted a passive-aggressive memo on LinkedIn about the “importance of NDAs in poly marriages.” Anyway. This is now a one-shot series called “You Shouldn’t Have Asked.” More episodes soon. possibly involving a raccoon-exclusive red carpet event. Pray for Kole.

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morimens-news · 26 days ago

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Morimens English Localization Notes #1

Greetings, Keepers!

This is Ace, and I am currently working on Morimens' English localization.

First and foremost—thank you. Seriously. With a tiny but passionate team of devs, our localization journey hasn't been perfectly smooth, but your patience and encouragement have meant everything to us. We're so grateful you've stuck with us while we untangle typos, tweak tone, correct rich text tags, redesign interfaces, and try to make things feel right.

Moving forward, we'll be sharing these Localization Progress updates regularly. No fluff, just honest talk about where we are, what we're improving, and how we're working to continuously make things better.

Over the past 2 months, we've:

– Fixed over 26,000 lines of in-game text:

Our focus was on unifying combat-related terminology in character PVP/PVE skill descriptions and correcting technical issues like incorrect rich text tags, which caused color formatting errors or prevented number values from displaying properly. Normally, a task of this scale would take at least 5 localizers and LQA testers to complete in this timeframe. To speed things up, I taught myself Python (with our amazing QA team's help!) and wrote scripts to identify problematic tags. Thanks to these tools, we caught around 700 tag issues this round.

Some issues are still out there on the run. Some new issues arised from the introduction of new tools. We plan to keep improving the scripts, catch every punctuation/spelling issues, and dedicate more time to playtesting.

Currently, some terms remain inconsistent across areas such as Relic descriptions, Resonance descriptions, WoD descriptions, and Enlighten descriptions. We sincerely apologize for not being able to fix all of them in one go.

Thank you for your patience as we continue working on unifying these terms and resolving the remaining tag issues in upcoming updates. Issues like number values being incorrectly displayed as 'Arg1' will be addressed first.

Combat-Related Text Progress:

This month, we reviewed:

● 1,208 Skill Name terms (for both Awakeners and enemies)

● 62 Orison and State terms

● 156 Relic Name terms (about halfway; around 100 more to go!)

Based on your feedback from the last version, we learned that many of you prefer concise, clear translations. With that in mind, we left terms untouched unless they were mistranslated, overly long, or clearly awkward. We also checked with our amazing narrative designers to ensure that lore-specific terms were translated according to their original intent.

We've also carefully reviewed every player suggestion regarding term translations in the feedback channel. Your valuable input helps us continuously adjust our localization approach to better match your preferences!

Here are some examples for this time's term changes. We will release a full list of terms like last time as google sheet soon, starting with the Attributes. Some term might have been changed in skill descriptions but remain unchanged elsewhere—we will fix them in future updates.

Fixed over 100 UI issues:

These issues caused text in different languages to be cut off or improperly aligned. Fixing them often meant remaking interface layouts, rewriting text entries, and occasionally building things from scratch. I can't overstate how grateful I am to our diligent, talented UX designers! Despite tight schedules and many tasks already on their plates, they supported me every step of the way.There's still more work to be done. We'll continue tackling UI issues to ensure the multilingual experience is smooth and pleasant. Thank you, Keepers, for your patience and for reporting the problems you find!

Newly Proofread Content in the 1.5 Anniversary Update:

We've implemented human-proofread English text for:

● Liz's Psyche Deepdive story: Passion to Dust

● Lore Descriptions for the 4 new Basic Skins

● The 1.5 Anni Wheel of Destiny: Annihilated Rebirth

When our next Awakener, Castor (Ultra), is released, all of his Skill, Enlightenment, and Talent descriptions will also be human-translated.

As for the 1.5 Anniversary Event Story, Glimpse Beyond Sanctum—we originally planned to proofread it too. Unfortunately, due to our limited staff, the event script was finalized only one day before the version update, leaving no time for a human to translate it.We're aiming to release a quick-fix patch during one of the upcoming maintenance updates (schedule permitting) to correct several key errors—such as a mistranslated village name (it should be Celephais, in reference to Lovecraftian lore) and a few other inaccuracies.

During the initial release, another issue caused some English banner and event description texts to display incorrectly. This issue has been fixed through a hotfix update.

Previously, when we used GPT translation for all content, any changes to the Chinese text would automatically trigger an update to the translated text. However, now that we have introduced human translation, the translated text can fall out of sync if the Chinese source is updated after the translation is considered final.

We've reviewed this problem and established a new workflow to prevent it from happening again. Thank you so much for your patience and understanding!

Story Translation Plans:

This month, we received many kind words and thoughtful suggestions about narrative localization. Storytelling is a core part of Morimens' identity, and we want to treat its translation with utmost care.

Due to time constraints, some story content remains machine-translated for now. However, we're actively improving consistency by refining the terminology database these translations draw from. During our human proofreading passes, we're currently prioritizing critical fixes like:

● Correcting major mistranslations (e.g., 'Lemuria' appearing as 'Negen Entropy')

● Resolving grammar issues, typos, and misinterpreted lines

While this means some nuanced polishing may take longer, please know we're committed to systematically revisiting and enhancing all story texts over time.

When the Prologue chapter is dubbed, we'll also revise and enhance its English translation so you can re-experience it in a better form.

As our team grows, we're confident we'll one day be able to release fully human-translated versions of all new story content on day one. We also hope to collaborate with player volunteers to proofread more languages and continue raising the overall quality.

Volunteer Translators:

Now that our tools are more stable, we will be able to start welcoming player volunteers into the translation process.

To those who've already volunteered: thank you so, so much. We'll be reaching out to discuss the next steps. This process may take some time, as we are still finalizing our plans to ensure every contribution is properly implemented and recognized.

For further inquiries about localization, please reach out to Goya or post in the localization feedback channel.

Sincerely,

Ace

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rumriverautos · 10 months ago

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dragonshoard · 6 months ago

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Throughout the Years: Storm Priestess Jinx Snippets

Helloooo I'm posting short snippets/vignettes of events that occur in my Blue Bird/Storm Priestess Jinx AU. Here is the link of Ao3 if you want to follow: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61497364/chapters/157213474

Chapter 1: AN 993: Homecoming after Azir-Xerath Conflict (Jinx and Silco)

The flame burned a stark blue before dying out with a quiet woosh . Another flick, the smell of gas, light, and then nothing. Over and over again.

“You haven’t visited in a long time, Jinx.”

Quiet sobbing, crumbling tunnels caving all around, red purple red red red dripping down down dow-

“I’ve been busy. Or did you not get my last note?”

Friction made the sparks, the click click of gears aligned it in just the right position, the right order, and caused a reaction. It was predictable - expected.

“ Jinx. ”

Silco was not looking up at her, letting the silence of the sealed office speak for itself, waiting for an answer, an explanation . Jinx rubbed a gun-calloused thumb against the engraved pattern of the metal casing, leaning to let a braid hang off the rafters.

“I sent multiple letters over the last two years, and the only response I get is an ‘ I’m alive’ - dated last month.” His eloquent tones were tense, stiff with a tempered anger he rarely dared to turn against her.

Jinx hummed, unconcerned with the scolding.

“That’s all you needed to know,” she responded simply.

A loud thump was heard below,

“You claim to serve Zaun, yet you leave us to rot for upward of two years with no explanation or instruction.”

The lighter clicked shut.

Silco didn’t startle at the long-awaited fall, remaining silently expectant from his seat even as paperwork flew off his desk from the impact.

“That’s always been your problem. You always doubt, always question: ‘why are you making friends with outsiders’, ‘why are you taking in the sump rats off the street’, or - my favorite - ‘why are you always gone’.”

Her hand came down hard, lighter clanging hard against the polished wood of the desk. The tattoos on her knuckles seemed to shift, if only minutely, before settling into the tan of her skin.

“You have no faith: not in me or the will of the gods.”

“I believe in what I see. And what I’ve seen shows a lack of care for our people.”

“You lack vision, Silco. Have you not seen me and all of my miracles? Have I not brought clean air to the fissures? Did or did I not help you foster relationships with Piltover?”

The metal in her braids chimed softly as Jinx leaned against Silco’s chair, not reacting to the slight tensing as she handled his injector in plain view. The resignation in Silco’s one good eye was palpable. Jinx had, after all, stolen it sometime last week.

“Haven’t my deals helped you - my allowances, ” she reminded him, deceptively earnest as she pushed her face close to his. One of her leather-clad boots pressed against the chair’s arm, caging him. “Or did you forget that your contract with the Kiramann clan runs through me? ”

A snake’s hold.

“Or that I allow you to keep distributing your poison .”

A blur of motion - and Silco’s head roughly hit the leather backing of his seat.

A choked gasp passed through the older man’s lips before he abruptly forced himself to be quiet. Fingers clamped tightly to his jaw, grip relentless and near unmoveable despite the visible struggle in the minute struggle of his head. It forced a disgruntled Silco to finally look up and meet her steel blue eyes; to face the utter disregard she held for him.

“You’re nervous because you can’t see all the moving parts, the little cogs in the wheel that keep the world spinning.” Jinx laughed a bit, a hint of mocking coming through.

“We’re in the endgame now. And you’re running out of use, Silco,” Jinx remarked, bringing up the needle of the injector and poising it delicately over the mutated golden-black eye. “I suggest you make your peace with it.”

The whistling wind drowned what was left.

#arcane #jinx #arcane silco #arcane jinx #silco #myfic #BlueBird!Jinx AU #arcanecorner #origin #they'll be jumping all around the timeline :)

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