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An exploration of ❛ SUGURU GETO & KENJAKU ❜ by Billye ( 30, they/them, GMT+2 ) discord available upon request. ( triggering content, 21+ )
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a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!
you weren't supposed to hear that.
don't look at me like i'm the only one lying.
want to tell them, or should i?
you think i don't know what you did?
i've hit people for less.
oh, i thought you already knew.
that's funny, you didn't say that last night.
say that again. i dare you.
you wanna talk about loyalty?
no offense, but if you're the last to know, that's on you.
go ahead - pretend like it wasn't your idea!
they deserve to know the truth.
you didn't hear this from me, but -
oh, so now you care?
don't flatter yourself. you were just convenient.
you crossed a line.
we had bets on how long it would last.
it's not even a secret anymore.
you don't get to cry about it now.
touch me again and see what happens.
say it again. louder this time.
you really thought nobody would find out?
don't act so innocent.
okay, but am i the villain for laughing?
tell me who else knows. right now.
this whole time, and you didn't say a word?
don't act brave now.
you're really gonna do this here?
it wasn't supposed to get this far!
you can't rewrite history.
oh, i'd never say it to their faces.
it was supposed to stay between us.
we're all thinking it, i just said it.
you're not as untouchable as you act.
do you even feel guilty?
they warned me about you.
go ahead, make it worse.
if you repeat this, i'll deny everything.
the next thing out of your mouth better be an apology.
you're about three seconds away from regretting this.
you keep pushing, and i'll push you back.
they're going to find out.
one more lie, and i walk.
they're lying to you.
you need to back off. now.
you're defending them? after everything?
don't try to hide it.
tell me, was i just a placeholder?
you really think sorry fixes this?
there's nothing left to say.
don't act like you're the one hurting.
i don't owe you any explanation.
whatever helps you sleep at night.
you should've seen this coming.
i hope it was worth it.
i told the truth. just not all of it.
you'll miss me before i miss you.
smile. you're ruining the mood.
i'd watch that tone if i were you.
it's not my fault you believed me.
you have such a talent for pretending you're innocent.
we both know this is over.
i never said i was a good person.
i thought you were different.
why do you have this photo out?
'thunderbolts' sentence starters
The dormant mind is a whimsical space to exist in. Where consciousness rests, the silence of thoughts gives way to memories. It was that space where Kenjaku had chosen to prey upon their victims, poor souls who just so happened to have something that made their skin attractive to wear. In this case, that something was Geto Suguru's once in a million technique. Acquiring it may yet give life to a long gestated scheme of theirs.
Where beautiful dreams could have been painted in the dark canvas behind Geto's shut eyes, nightmares ensued instead.
It begun with mere blinks of an appearance, the flash of a face that was too eeriely still among a crowd or a darker chuckle resonating from somewhere behind him, in his dreams. Then it gradually worsened into stirring up awful memories, the sort Geto would have trouble revisiting. And finally, after tormenting him enough to where they thought he may be more willing to cooperate; they appeared.
The chime of a thousand bracelets over each swindling limb heralded their arrival. It was a pitch black space but Kenjaku's alabaster complexion seemed to beam light into the imaginary room. Theirs was a slender form, three pairs of arms each preoccupied with setting up a table. Suddenly, they were in an office space, countless drawers around them stuffed with documents and photo albums. Some were drawn open, gutted and browsed through with ferocious curiosity. As Kenjaku's lithe body settled down into the chair, it would be easy to imagine this same creature wildly crawling over the infinite archive and consuming every single one of Geto's past thoughts. Eating up his existence.
Becoming his skin.
Their head cants with his presence, and with it their heavy jade earrings swing and their fingertips tap across a porcelain-like complexion on their skin. From up close, it almost looks like the creature is wearing a beautiful feminine mask; but when it speaks, its blood red lips part to allow it.
And an unseemly grunt comes out. Kenjaku rolls their eyes as though they were just asked the most obsolete question in the entirety of the world. The photo that had miraculously appeared between their elbows on the table, was nothing more than a close-up of a group highschool photo, where Suguru was waving. His palm was facing the camera lens.
❝ Your life line abruptly cuts here -- and then... it continues. ❞ A finger covered in rings reaches out to tap the spot. Cherry red fingertips trace Suguru's lifeline on the photo. ❝ Most people's life line might cut short; but it doesn't continue after that. There are many ways to read this; but my guess for you, Geto Suguru, is that you have experienced what some would call 'ego death'; the dissolution of ones' self and its rebirth into something different. ❞
❝ I am someone who happens to be knowledgeable on the matter. ❞
A smirk stretched the edges of that carved mouth and Kenjaku raised their arm to gesture towards the matching chair that had appeared out of thin air behind the dreamer.
❝ Come, take a seat. Your body needs the rest; and I'm sure you have more questions. ❞
&. 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐬* 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( dialogue prompts taken from thunderbolts* (2025), directed by jake schreier. feel free to edit and change as you seem fit. )
❛ there is something wrong with me. an emptiness. ❜
❛ you weren’t listening to me. it’s like your mind is somewhere else. ❜
❛ do you think i like taking orders? ❜
❛ you shoot, i dodge. ❜
❛ you guys can never aim for shit. ❜
❛ can you please just say it normal? ❜
❛ how long has it been, huh? a year? ❜
❛ so you… you feel fulfilled? ❜
❛ look around you. i’m miserable. ❜
❛ the light inside you is dim even by eastern european standards. ❜
❛ i've just been wondering, you know, like, what… is the point? in any of this? ❜
❛ the point of work is fame and fortune. fortune buys friends, and love, and a lot of cool clothes. ❜
❛ why do you have this photo out? ❜
❛ we were so bad. ❜
❛ you were happy. ❜
❛ i’ll make you something. ❜
❛ yeah, this just isn’t working for me anymore. ❜
❛ i need you to follow the target inside and find out what she intends to steal. ❜
❛ you’re not even my target. ❜
❛ i’m not here for you. ❜
❛ i know who you are and what you’re doing. ❜
❛ what am i doing? ❜
❛ you’re working me. you’re trying to get me on your side. ❜
❛ you say you know who i am, so you know my story. and you know i didn’t have a choice who i worked for. but you do. ❜
❛ it’s my business card. in case you need some help or you wanna share some secret hidden evidence. ❜
❛ i’m not sure what’s happening here, but you’re all exhausting and my job is done, so... ❜
❛ god only knows the blood on your hands. ❜
❛ pretty ludicrous coming from the dimestore captain america. ❜
❛ that was funny. thank you. we needed that. ❜
❛ it was getting so tense in here for a second. ❜
❛ all right, um… tie yourselves up. ❜
❛ next time, why don’t you just text me like a normal person? ❜
❛ we don’t need to go rogue in the darkness, or whatever you people do. ❜
❛ what exactly are we looking for? ❜
❛ we’re looking for not stupid questions. ❜
❛ hey. didn’t think you’d come back. thanks. ❜
❛ are you hurt? ❜
❛ no, i’m fine. i’m fine. ❜
❛ you do not seem fine. ❜
❛ yeah, well, we’ve only just met. this is… this is how i am. ❜
❛ well, you guys should just go without me. it’ll be easier. ❜
❛ we all feel like shit sometimes. and loneliness, i get that. and that that darkness gets... pretty enticing. ❜
❛ you shove it way down. you just... push it down. ❜
❛ let’s just stick together until we make it to the surface, and after that, you can start a fight with a super soldier. get yourself killed. i don’t care. ❜
❛ so, none of us fly? what, do we all just punch and shoot? ❜
❛ you do not want to start the whole sob story game. i win. ❜
❛ well, you were just a kid, so… ❜
❛ i just think it might be nice to know that you didn’t really know any better. ❜
❛ cucumber, cucumber, cucumber. ❜
❛ growing up, somebody told me that you can stop a sneeze if you confuse your brain. i always just yelled “cucumber.” ❜
❛ you’re the boss now? cute. ❜
❛ anyone else have any pointless childhood stories to tell? ❜
❛ i will fight. you stay behind me. ❜
❛ i’ve always had these episodes since i was a kid. there’s a high, then there’s a big low, and then my memory just goes blank. ❜
❛ you were right, she definitely wants us dead. ❜
❛ this has the makings of a team that can raise to glory. a team that can bring light from the darkness. a team of heroes that can be on the wheaties box and have little kiddie toy… ❜
❛ let’s just forget about them, and let’s focus on you. and how perfect you are. ❜
❛ isn’t that what you want? to be accepted? to be chosen? ❜
❛ no one else sees it, but i do. and i think maybe your past is what makes you so perfect. ❜
❛ look, i’ve been where you are. you can run, but it doesn’t go away. sooner or later it catches up to you, and when it does, it’s too late. so you can either do something about it now, or live with it forever. ❜
❛ you want to be good? or do you want to be somebody who changes the world? ❜
❛ you can do anything. ❜
❛ i'm the only one who knows what your true potential is. and it’s limitless. ❜
❛ i don’t wanna hurt you guys. why don’t you just turn yourselves in? ❜
❛ you can trust me. i know you. ❜
❛ they’re not a threat to me, so why do i need to kill them? ❜
❛ there is no “us.” there is no “we.” ❜
❛ you’re not a hero. you’re not even a good person. ❜
❛ why would a god take orders from anyone at all? ❜
❛ i’m starting to think maybe you don’t know what i am. or what i’m capable of. ❜
❛ i'm not afraid of you. ❜
❛ well, then, chase me forever. ❜
❛ If you cared, you would have called. ❜
❛ i’m sorry. i don’t know how to do this. i’m not good at it. ❜
❛ i didn’t think you wanted me. ❜
❛ i’m late, but i’m… i’m here now. ❜
❛ all i do is sit and look at my phone and think of all the terrible things that i’ve done. ❜
❛ when i look at you, i don’t see your mistakes. ❜
❛ aren’t you tired of fighting? let me help you. ❜
❛ you can’t outrun the emptiness. ❜
❛ it’s what you said. we’re all alone. all of us. ❜
❛ i have these good days, you know? where i feel invincible. but then there are a lot of bad days when i remember that nothing matters, you know? ❜
❛ so you’re just gonna sit here and let it take over? ❜
❛ well, there’s no use in fighting it. ❜
❛ at least i found a nice room. the other rooms are much worse. ❜
❛ you can’t stuff it down. you can’t hold it in all alone. no one can. we have to let it out. ❜
❛ even if it doesn’t make the emptiness go away, i promise you it will feel lighter. ❜
❛ we can find a way out of here together. will you try and leave here with me? ❜
❛ there’s no death here. the pain only gets worse. ❜
❛ i have a great past, so i’m totally fine. ❜
❛ the most shameful thing of all was thinking you could be anything more than nothing. ❜
❛ wait. you think they care about you? you don’t matter. to anyone. ❜
❛ i’m stronger than you. ❜
❛ you thought you were gonna be some great man? some savior? you can’t even save yourself. ❜
❛ we will always be alone. ❜
❛ i’m here. ❜
❛ it will always be just us. ❜
❛ we’re losing credibility. which we had very little to begin with. ❜
❛ we’re running out of space? It’s impossible. this building is enormous. ❜
❛ i did the dishes though. ❜
DISCLAIMER: This post aims to interpret source canon material and tailor it in a way that both suits the mun's interpretation and facilitates roleplaying with the muse. It's all headcanons.
BRIEF OVERVIEW:
Taizō Hen'ya ( 胎蔵 = WOMB 遍野 = PROFUSION ) As Domains are a manifestation of the sorcerer's Inner World, it is to no surprise that Kenjaku's is religion-inspired and links them back to their original life as an acolyte. 'Womb Realm', in Vajrayana Buddhism, is the metaphysical space inhabited by Five Compassion Buddhas, each of them representing the five intentions & attributes of the original Buddha. 'Profusion' refers to something 'all encompassing' and is derived from a Chinese literary phrase that often holds negative connotations ( i.e. a famine spreading everywhere ) The Domain's function aligns with Kenjaku's 'body-hopping' technique, as multiple Cursed Techniques can be deployed.
BARRIER-STYLE:
Kenjaku's domain takes the shape of a mandala, with each 'petal' being a separate barrier. Each barrier is imbued with one of the stored techniques from current & previous lives. There is a condition: one barrier must always be left open/without imbued technique. That barrier is attributed to the 'next' reincarnation. Roughly, I've sketched the concept above.
Red => current vessel's CT, cursed manipulation from Suguru Geto
Blue => directly previous vessel's CT, Kaori's anti-gravity systems
Green => CT of the host before Kaori, unknown
Orange => CT of the host before that one, also unknown
Black => special barrier without an imbued technique
The barriers are marked with specific conditions depending on the deployed technique they hold. The sure-hit effect area of each technique is determined by whether it's enclosed within the assigned barrier, however because of the way Kenjaku has structured their domain all techniques are active at the same time.
APPEARANCE & INTERIOR:
Unlike other Domain Expansions, Womb Realm's appearance is affected by the Cursed Techniques 'stored' in the user, essentially altering its appearance depending on what CTs Kenjaku has in their arsenal. There is no standard interior, such as with Self-Embodiment of Perfection or Malevolent Shrine. The barriers are perceived by sorcerers but only a sorcerer with advanced perception such as Tengen or a Six Eyes user would be able to make out their patterns. The 'mandala' can be 'reshaped' to give more or less space for a technique's sure hit effect, sacrificing the efficiency of others for the sake of the strongest CTs collected.
HANDSEAL:
The right hand reflects the Buddha world and the left reflects the human world. The hand seal ergo merges these separate realms together. Kenjaku's hand seal differs from that of other users both as a testament to their anciency and because of the unique barrier style of their domain — it is the one thing that has been left intact throughout their different lives and remained from their original one as an acolyte.
TIDBITS:
The complexity of this domain's barriers is why it took Tengen ten seconds to dismantle it.
The totem-esque pillar standing in the middle that resembles a merge of spirits fires a sure-hit attack. It is derived from Suguru Geto's Innate Domain and the attack is essentially a sure hit Uzumaki that does not expend curses.
SOURCES & REFERENCES:
post on DE hand seals by temp.ensis
Five Buddhas
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As portrayed by Billye, 30, they/them.
The biting sunrays of late spring fading into summer. It feels rejuvenating on the skin...
Ada Limón, from "To the Busted Among Us", Sharks in the Rivers
What kind of herb are you?
Cumin.
You see yourself so clearly that you can see the gaping hole inside you where you lost a piece long ago. It's there and it's ragged and painful and bleeding and you don't know how no one else can see it when it takes up so much of your awareness. You run from it, fight it, try to find it but nothing bandages up that hungry mawing void inside yourself and when you're tired, uninspired, you swear it grows and grows. You promise yourself you want to be alone, promise yourself that you want to be different, want to be special, love having this hole inside you and point it out in words or song or jokes and stories and take pride in that pain, in your uniqueness in this world of grays and storm clouds. You are 5 am rain on asphalt roads and sputtering street lamps. You are petrichor musings and messy guitar chords and a thousand contradictions wrapped inside a quiet cry, an evening of coffee and jittering hands and a promise that you're okay or that you're fine until you're falling apart in someone's arms or messages and pretend you're alright in the morning. You taste so strongly but sometimes you wonder if all you are is ash.
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❝ Not really, no. But for the sake of the argument, would you say you remember the texture and flavor of the first as well as you remember that of the thirty-fifth? ❞ He was pretty sure he saw that thirty-fifth one being devoured this very morning. Horrendous dietary habits.
*slurps noodles judgementally*
i like to go in the bathroom and splash water on my face and pretend im a male protagonist under a lot of stress
the masculine urge to stare at your own wet face in the mirror, haunted
( 'so no merger?' * BREAKS PHONE AND JUMPS ON SKATEBOARD* )
matching hairstyles ⋆˙⟡
REASONS TO TACKLE. [ a prompt list! ]
listen. tackling is a language that can convey many many things. and once again, this is a list that may be edited down the line to capture those languages, but in the meantime! we have this! bc i saw One Scene in a film and made it the dashes problem! bon appetit, enjoy! DO NOT ADD TO OR EDIT THIS LIST, NOR CLAIM AS YOUR OWN.
[ ANGER ]: sender tackles the receiver in a fit of rage.
[ DODGE ]: sender tackles the receiver out of the way of an attack.
[ LOVE ]: sender tackles the receiver onto a bed/sofa to give them some attention of a romantic or similarly heated nature.
[ TRAIN ]: sender tackles the receiver as part of a sparring or training exercise.
[ SLEEP ]: sender tackles the receiver on top of a bed in order to insist that they get some sleep.
[ HUG ]: sender tackles the receiver to the ground in their enthusiasm to give them a hug.
[ CALM ]: sender tackles the receiver to the ground in an effort to both restrain and calm them down.
[ STOP ]: sender launches themselves at the receiver and tackles them in order to stop them from doing something.
[ FIGHT ]: sender, in the midst of a physical fight with the receiver, tackles them to try and gain the upper hand.
[ RESTRAIN ]: sender tackles the receiver to try and physically restrain them.
[ HIDE ]: sender tackles the receiver to the ground, out of sight, in order to stop them from being seen.
[ SHIELD ]: sender throws themselves over the receiver's body to shield them from an attack.
[ INTERVENE ]: sender tackles the receiver to prevent them from attacking another person.
[ WHISPER ]: sender tackles the receiver so as to distract on-lookers from seeing them whisper something into the receiver's ear.
[ COLLAPSE ]: sender, weak due to previous conditions, collapses on top of the receiver, inadvertently tackling them to the ground in the process.
[ SLIP ]: sender slips on something and trips, bringing the receiver down with them in their descent.
[ POCKET ]: sender tackles the receiver in order to distract witnesses from seeing them put something into the receiver's pocket.
[ CONVINCE ]: sender tackles the receiver to convince on-lookers that they're enemies.
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❛ i need more time to think about what i want. ❜
THE SPACE BETWEEN EACH MEET-UP HAS BEEN arranged around a hundred years - a century may be skipped at times, when Kenjaku disappears from the face of the earth for a little while. And each time she finds them, with the same persistence a bird picks at the ground with to unearth the worm. Currently, it was lurking in the bowels of Tōdai-ji temple, where the faithful have gathered fruit and wines to lay before the dedicated statue. An alarming expression cast down on its lacquered visage bares an odd reminiscence to the one on Kenjaku's own features as she sits by the offerings, legs crossed under the flowy robes. She is adorned with gold chains around her veil, and they sit atop the stitch marks as though to embellish them.
The scar has almost melded into her skin. Kenjaku has been living as a Bodhisattva here for the last century, after all. That, too, adds to the note of impatience and the click of their tongue.
❝ Oh, you're slower than pond water. ❞ Comes the retort. She gets up with a huff, bracelets and bead-necklaces orchestrating her frustration as she pats the long robes back down into place. This discussion has been brewing for the last couple of times they've met up, ever since Kenjaku walked away from the compound. Or rather, walked into a new life alltogether. Their faith to Tengen's scripture died with that first transition - the first time they realized that they held the power to deny the natural order of jujutsu. To defeat death; that would be enough to broaden anyone's horizons. Tengen is different - death is not going to come for her. Maybe it's the fact Tengen never quite won over it yet that has placed them in such different mindsets over the years. Still, Kenjaku can't help but experience the same frustration they did back when that conversation was first held.
❝ Tell me, do you enjoy waking up every morning and having your acolytes prepare your tea for you and comb your hair on the porch, same as they did a hundred years ago? Do you find some comfort in the repetition? ❞ Caustic commentary falls over the golden platters as she descends the stairway and comes to stand beside her taller counterpart. They have met her at different heights, from different angles, through different eyes — but the sight is never any less mesmerizing. In spite of being very disillusioned now compared to back then, Kenjaku still sees the enthralling aspects of Tengen's visage that have lead lesser minds to worship her for her purity alone.
The expression softens - hands dyed with ceremonial tar at the fingertips reach out to take Tengen's own ( in other times, they had bigger palms that could fit hers comfortably within them, but in this body that was stolen from a temple maiden, they have naught but slender fingers and soft, creamy skin that hasn't seen toiling under the sun ) There's charcoal painted over their brows, kohl around the eyes, white cream paste on the face and dark cherry lips that exaggerate the pensive expression when they look up to her with a rare spark of sentiment.
❝ Look -- I consider you my one and only friend still. So consider this a wake up call. You don't have as much time as you think. If you are ever going to be a mother, Master Tengen, your time is now. And I can help you. ❞
