Aerixae - Jackie

winter days

besties

I'm not saying transing his gender would solve all of Alastor's problems just that maybe it would solve some of them.

I am a(n):

⚪ Male

⚪ Female

🔘 Writer

Looking for

⚪ Boyfriend

⚪ Girlfriend

🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can't remember

saw this days ago but I wasn’t there yet… just got to ampert’s death. brb losing my mind.

“When you're going to change the world, don't ask for permission.”

Reverse Curse Technique could heal many things if the recipient willed it. It could not heal a broken heart or the feeling of betrayal. Yuji Itadori's death had been one of the most traumatic things that ever happened to Megumi. If the boy really thought about it -- it was the most traumatic thing he had witnessed. Tragedy was in his name; he was not a blessing. The people around him died or fell to tragic circumstances. He wasn't one to think beyond the realm of possibility, but it really either the world hated him from the moment he was born or being born a sorcerer attracted doom.

Megumi put all his hopes on a boy that would die eventually and in a tragic way, and he had dulled himself into thinking he gave Yuji the best outcome that fateful night. The optimistic puppy of a boy had been given a fighting chance yet was driven into a world of death. Megumi didn't know what he regretted more -- persuading Satoru Gojo to let him live or letting Yuji enter his heart so easily. Like with the death of his mother, the abandonment by his father, his sister's comatose state, and now Yuji's death... he smothered the emotions and built another layer of walls around himself.

It hurt. It really fucking hurt. He should've been relieved and overjoyed seeing Yuji pop out of that box with the dumbest smile on his face; Megumi felt betrayed by two people. He couldn't reflect on it during the Goodwill event, but he reflects on it now. The last of Shoko Ieiri's bandages were peeled off even before he was fully healed, and he stared at his sorry appearance in the mirror. Tokyo had won, they had played their little baseball game, but Megumi's heart wasn't in it. It had been with Yuji, and it had died when Yuji died. It was hard picking up the pieces after that. He couldn't face their sensei and he couldn't face the boy of his affections.

He slapped cold water onto his face and discarded his bandages then exited the bathroom. He heard Yuji's voice before he saw the familiar head of pink, and quickly diverted his path. Worst case scenario he could use his shadows to sneak back inside his room. The two boys had not seen each other since the event ended, and Megumi was not ready to open up a heart he had damned. He stepped outside the dormitory hall where he summoned his black Divine Dog, and both of them moved to the treeline. His shikigami were his only REAL friends. They did not lie; they were a part of his soul. He kneeled down beside the trees, beneath their shadows, and rubbed his wolf-like shikigami. The Divine Dog knew how Megumi was feeling and nuzzled its face into the boy's nape for comfort.

@fateofflames

Gojo gives a class assignment

roomie!satoru does not know what personal space is btw . he's all splayed out on your bed while scrolling on tiktok while you're gaming, he's glued to your side whenever you go grocery shopping together (definitely hooks his arm around yours btw)(you two look like a couple like that)(he does it on purpose). aaand when you're watching a movie with him, he's either got his head on your lap, begging for you to play with his hair ooorr he's got an arm around your shoulders. he might even walk into the bathroom while you're showering just bc he needed smth from there and he literally does not even do it to be like a perv or anything, it just seems like a very normal thing to him lmao anyway this is just how he shows you that you mean a lot to him okay please let him do it he will be very sad if you shoo him away:(((((((

Gojo Satoru’s desire to be seen as a human is so important to his character and just so… fascinating to relate to from an autistic point of view. Like, I’ve spent so much of my life feeling as alien and outside of humanity— begging people to see the human in me— and then there’s this character who is larger than life; treated as a weapon; has almost no close friends; is arrogant, goofy, wants to help the people around him; and is shunned by most because he’s annoying and overbearing— but they will always resort to him for his strengths. Of course I’m going to relate to him to an extent (but god I wish I had infinity sometimes)

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