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active muses : getou suguru. itadori yuuji. inumaki toge. yoshino junpei.
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ind. jjk multimuse writing blog. written by mars. viewer discretion is advised - minors dni. low activity & highly selective. carrd in progress.
active muses : getou suguru. itadori yuuji. inumaki toge. yoshino junpei.
these muses have been moved over to @boethius !
bumps his head against yuji's chest. / megumi.
“ ah - fushiguro ... ” yuuji’s voice chimes curiously as untamed curls bend against his chest and he acknowledges the head they belong to. “ are you feeling tired? ” warmth spills from his smile like sunlight on a cloudless day, cocking his sideways while pondering his own question. attention tugged away from the movie they decided to watch on that friday night to the unfurling black hair nudging him. it was the gentle gesture that took him a bit by surprise, thinking it must have been accidental and his friend was probably exhausted from the unending nature of the week and their most recent mission. yuuji doesn’t mind being a pillow if that’s what fushiguro needed, but it also logically seemed like his own bed would be a better place to rest.
he wonders absently why he even would have agreed to stay up and watch the film yuuji had already seen over five times if he was so wiped. he can’t help the endearment that charms a swarm of wasps in his belly, only to be fumigated by the sinister presence of doubt that skulked in the rearview. the passenger that wouldn’t leave long after reaching its stop - somehow becomes the dictator of this vessel without having any explicit control. only the vague discomfort of malicious eyes always staring at his back. a threat that putrefies in the silence and makes yuuji’s stomach nauseous and his jaw clench. he tries to ignore the doubt, leaves it at the back of his mind as he embraces the peace of the moment instead. he leans forward to better look at megumi - “ sleeeeepy head ~ you’re gonna hurt your neck if you fall asleep like that. ”
GO GO GO
👻 / @arrowsfly for nanamin.
“ so i been wondering ... who exactly copied who ? you and gojo - sensei with your funky circular glasses ? or was it like - you both went shopping together and thought the look was too cool to pass up ? does that mean i can buy some too and we can all match, nanamin ? ”
true stupid meets lawful stupid
👻 / @icarwing for reki.
“ i had a skateboard when i was twelve until i tried to play gutter ball with it and - in retrospect it wasn’t much of a win when i couldn’t get it out again. ”
so. Starters uwu?
👻 / @aneitei for megumi.
incandescence like lava reverberates throughout the room, the finite of it all overwhelms any sense yuuji might have had control over. falling, falling, a continuous descent downward and only down. he should have been executed, and yet he didn’t want to die. so selfishly he allowed himself to latch on to that hope and continue onward at the price of those he loved, those he held so dear. his hands shake as he waits for absolution, no - that isn’t it - he waits for sunrise. the daylight of reason must shine on him again, granting him relief in this mortal fixture - not that he deserves it, that which he had forsaken.
it’s your fault, it’s all your fault. die, die, die - die. yuuji approaches a crossroads once again, wondering when the last time was, what exactly had coaxed him into staying within this withering form. one comes to mind - fushiguro needs saving. he can’t lose another friend. he’s hoping the same dear friend can handle losing him - that which will dawn with time and cannot be avoided by even the most saint like. keep fighting, he thinks, but it pains him to do so.
in the night, the suffering is too much and he is too weak. so what possesses him to crawl out of his bed and scramble to reach his friend’s door. so close and yet so far - give him something to latch onto again. let me know you’re still alive, still okay. a reverential knock unlike him echoes through empty thresholds, he’d feel sorry for waking him at god knows when but not enough to retract his actions and flee toward his own bed. selfish, he’s so obscenely selfish to be asking for help at this hour - but he can’t sleep, and he can’t stop thinking.
cursed spirits have nothing on a cursed soul in reverie, a dance with the dead in hell and all the damned desires is to go home. where is that again? he’s not quite sure anymore. the door opens and yuuji has the audacity to channel surprise, “ fushiguro ... ? i’m sorry, ” for what? for everything. “ i know it’s late. i do. i know. i’m sorry. ” hands fidget with his hoody while eyes fail to make contact with anything more than his friend’s chest.
𝚈𝙾𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙾 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙿𝙴𝙸 ― #𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂
✧ junpei likes movies and stories because they take him away from his unsatisfactory reality in which he is cruelly bullied by his peers. he likes the thrill of horror movies the most, and even looks for the story beneath common gore and shock value flicks as we see him discussing the clear reference to the human centipede franchise where he feels the second is the only one that successfully captures the naïve sense of discovering and curiously taking pleasure in other people’s pain - this directly coincides with junpei’s arc.
✧ junpei has no confidence in adults because they have consistently failed him at every turn. we can see this in the teacher’s who do nothing to stop him from being viciously bullied and in his mother who more often than not needs junpei to take care of her instead of the other way around. junpei cares for his mother the most but is constantly disappointed by her childish behavior, such as smoking cigarettes and getting wasted in front of his friend.
✧ meeting someone like mahito was life changing to junpei, not because he witnesses him murder three people, but because he gave a voice and substance to junpei’s latent rage over his powerlessness. junpei is curious about how mahito seems to have no sense of fear, which is something junpei desperately longs for. junpei wasn’t raised in any religious setting and as a young man searching for an identity he is understandably attracted to mahito’s fearless sense of control. given how he is shown to be treated regularly, he is desensitized to violence and cruelty and eventually the anger over his powerlessness began to consume him, coming to its zenith when encountering mahito.
he longs for any power and control over how he is treated, and he immaturely desires revenge on those who were allowed to harm him relentlessly while being praised by the school staff for their achievements. mahito treats him with relative kindness, listens to him, and understands him - in junpei’s naivete, he does not see how he is being used or how someone like mahito would never help him of the kindness of his heart. mahito has an agenda and junpei is willing to assist in exchange for his help. junpei easily latches onto mahito’s rhetoric because it justifies his cruel reality and makes sense of its misgivings.
✧ encountering yuuji on the other hand, turns this rhetoric on its head. yuuji opposes the beliefs that junpei had latched onto by showing my selfless kindness. this brings out junpei’s soft, childlike side, the part of him that had been buried by his trauma. yuuji stood up for him like no one else ever had, and he felt he found a genuine friend for the first time. we know yuuji would kick ass before letting anyone hurt his friends and junpei has never had a friend like that before. he sees junpei’s confusion and how he had been manipulated, and instead of vilifying him, he reaches out, tells him he’ll be there for him, and that there are better people to listen to. when they fight at the school, yuuji pleads with junpei, who is shown struggling with his choices and just before he is killed, he is willing to listen to yuuji and trust him. he even tries to stop mahito from doing him harm without knowing anything about mahito’s true plans. had it not been for his death, junpei would have taken yuuji up on his kind offer.
𝚈𝙾𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙾 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙿𝙴𝙸 ― #𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽 𝙳𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴
i do not intend to revise junpei’s death because i think it shouldn’t have happened - i do think it needed to happen for narrative sake, but this is an rp blog and for the sake of roleplay, i will diverge and have him saved by sukuna at yuuji’s behest. presumably through some kind of trade as we all know sukuna is a bastard.
✧ junpei survives the school arc and joins the first years at the tokyo jujutsu high. junpei is very lost and very lonely after losing his mother and feeling the guilt and shame of his dalliance with the dark side. he sees becoming a sorcerer and saving people as a kind of penance for passively causing his mother’s death and endangering yuuji’s life and many students lives. he has a revenge fantasy about killing mahito although he doesn’t realistically think he’ll ever be powerful enough to do so himself.
✧ junpei is afraid of nobara and megumi at first due to their general standoffishness but finds very close friends in yuuji and toge, eventually warming up to the other’s too after getting to know them as good people who yuuji trusts.
suguru geto