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@shokutsus

親愛なる閣下には死が似合います。

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時々、何年も経った今でも、自分が追放した自分の一部を追い求めているのではないかと思います。 nanami kento of jujutsu kaisen, developed heavily beyond the constraints of canon.

— character info sheet. lore dump part one. lore dump part two. intimacy preferences. icon border by isaworks.

#EST. LATE SEPT. 2023.#BY LEON (25 + HE/HIM PRNS ONLY).#LOW & SPORADIC ACTIVITY.#AU + CROSSOVER FRIENDLY!

hi. i've been slowly working on a new multi to combine all my blogs into because i just do not have the mental capacity to log into more than one blog at a time and it'll keep my brain happy so stay tuned!! <3

you can find nanami and everyone else at @fjaorhamr <3

hi. i've been slowly working on a new multi to combine all my blogs into because i just do not have the mental capacity to log into more than one blog at a time and it'll keep my brain happy so stay tuned!! <3

you can find nanami and everyone else at @fjaorhamr <3

hi. i've been slowly working on a new multi to combine all my blogs into because i just do not have the mental capacity to log into more than one blog at a time and it'll keep my brain happy so stay tuned!! <3

you can find nanami and everyone else at @fjaorhamr <3

hi. i've been slowly working on a new multi to combine all my blogs into because i just do not have the mental capacity to log into more than one blog at a time and it'll keep my brain happy so stay tuned!! <3

you can find nanami and everyone else at @fjaorhamr <3

hi. i've been slowly working on a new multi to combine all my blogs into because i just do not have the mental capacity to log into more than one blog at a time and it'll keep my brain happy so stay tuned!! <3

#also been cooking SO many good plots in the meantime and it's got me so stoked to write again #i already have a url saved just have to figure out the aes and all that fun stuff

Would your muse wear these, be honest

#someone in the comments said #the gems should be baguettes and im inclined to agree #truly though these are so cool looking 💅

Hi today is the day nana/go gets married 😌🤌

#april 5th ... their wedding anniversary 🫶

Hehe they Arrived

#the quality is immaculate fr #my men 😌🫶

you ever think about how nanami genuinely has so much love to give, because i do.

he's not an openly lovey kind of guy. it's not his nature. he shows his love in different, more subtle, ways. he may be the quintessential sorcerer, but he's Also the quintessential gentleman.

he is so observant that the smallest, most minute of details he notes about someone he loves, he stores for safekeeping. ideally, to call to attention later in the future. their eyes lingered a little too long on a piece of jewelry? he'll buy it within a week, as a little surprise. they need help in tidying up their home? say no more, he's already rolling up his sleeves and grabbing a broom to sweep, a towel to dry dishes. they're clearly struggling but don't want to talk about it? he'll always lend a listening ear, but he won't force them. instead, he'll try to make their day a little more bearable. a nice homecooked meal, a comfortable silence. whatever they need.

he doesn't do it for praise or reward.

he does it because he cares. because he loves.

#:)#he is the definition of acts of service

namnami

#+ 七海建人. Sometimes‚ I think‚ all these years later‚ I’m still hunting the part of myself I exiled.#damn #this is hot

Like this and I'll go through your meme tag and send some stuff ❤️

#i haven't done these yet 🧍‍♂️ if i don't feel like death in the morning i'll send them then #so keep on liking this post 🤌 please and thank you

人物分析 — WHAT STRANGELY SPECIFIC SCENT DO YOU GIVE OFF?

tagged by : @yukikorogashi <3 tagging : you if you haven't done it yet; tag me in it!

— RAIN AFTER A THUNDERSTORM.

you are the calm one, the one who believes to their core that they have everything under control. the world continues on past you, and you're walking away from the things that trouble you, whenever you can. you take a sip of your warmest tea, and you go sit down on the edge of the porch with your best friend, and the world passes you both by as you talk about nothing and everything in the world. you bring people to you the way rain forces shelter, and how the ground soaks it up like the morning dew. you are welcoming the way clouds welcome vapor until they can't anymore, and it rains, and rains, and rains. when you finally can hold no more, will you be raining or thundering?

#+ 人物分析 (DASH GAME).#this hits different let me just say

#writer's block is a bitch xoxo <3 #i miss him everyday

Maurice, (1987) dir. James Ivory

#♡ 五条悟 ⌗NVICTIVE. Don't you understand that I know you better than my own skin?

the restaurant was only a block's walk away from their shared apartment complex; however, with how heavy the rainfall, yor was beginning to wonder if they should have organised a cab in advance. the top steps are dry as she meets @shokutsus outside the complex entrance, and it's a miracle her umbrella hasn't folded under the pressure of her nervous grip, fingers twisting the handle relentlessly. her face is already bright red, courtesy of her co - workers and their distress over yor's hot date. did a dinner count as a date? even if he didn't specifically say the word? should she just know that? camilla had mentioned something about how " attractive men don't usually ask women out for dinner without ulterior motives. " naturally, that had only amplified yor's anxiety.

the chill against her ankles snaps her out of her frenzied thoughts and she holds out her umbrella like passing a parcel. “ we— oh! ” resting in her, now, relaxed hands, the metal shaft of the umbrella is indented and bent, the runner crumbling into dust and blowing away with the next gust of wind. she points the end tip towards concrete, shoulders deflating. they haven't even started walking yet and she's already made a fool of herself. “ i'm so sorry, it . . . it's an old umbrella! ”

The forecast proved more tumultuous than anticipated. (It seemed, particularly when it had to do with rain, there was often a chance the meteorologist downplayed its severity.) The downpour conceded little for sight ahead, and a slanted awning was the only thing sheltering them from facing the worst of it. Kento always came prepared, fortunately, as was inherent, and his personal umbrella relaxed at his side, end of the ferrule angled against the step.

Dinner, with prior reservation, alongside a fellow tenant of the same apartment complex wasn't commonplace. Neither was the invitee, with her unmatched strength. She atomized metal into fine particles with a simple clench of her hand, as if it weren't the strongest, most inflexible amalgams known to mankind. Something, perhaps instinct, told him it wasn't a very old umbrella.

" It's fine. " Monotone, seemingly impervious to the unexplained. " I brought my own. It should be spacious enough to accommodate two people. " He presented his umbrella out from under the canvas, unfurling the frame. The arc splayed outwards, and he took his descent down the first of two steps, droplets holding to the panels until ultimately sliding off. The greenish tint of his glasses glinted in the slight shadow covering the entryway. " Shall we? "

#diaboelic #+ ⌗DIABOELIC (YOR)‚ SCENE I.#heehee

satoru is the one doing the consoling, usually ; his arms held no practiced compassion but they found their way across stiff backs, around shoulders, waists frail & tender to the touch as though he was born for it while everyone he’d ever cared for crumbled before his eyes, & the only thing he could do was watch pathetically ⸻ like being the strongest was just a lie he’d gobbled up to make himself feel better during times like this.

“ …nanamin? ”

he doesn’t know why he’s calling out to him that way : the most he expects to get is a barely audible acknowledgment, a semblance of attention worth no more than a second, [ & too lengthy a luxury on a different day ] but a semblance of attention nonetheless. satoru could probably guess the reason without having to ask outright [ … ] & he just doesn’t want to hear that nanami is tired, because exam periods are always exhausting & don’t reveal his heart as sharply as a confession of grief. he himself would know.

he interlocks his own fingers, closing the embrace around nanami. the mass of fluffy white brushes against the skin of his neck as satoru presses his head into it, facing away. “ you wanna cry? no judgment here, go for it. ” / @shokutsus, in cont.

Grief was a terrible thing. Grief wasn't like losing at a video game or waking up early. It wasn't like misplacing your favorite bookmark or losing track of your place in a good book. Grief was real, of indiscriminate thorns whetted into near perfection: they never missed their mark … and they were utterly, completely, shameless.

Nanami thought of Haibara, how he always made sure to involve him in whatever shenanigan he'd caught himself in for the day. How impossible he was to wake despite the numerous alarms set on his phone. He thought of his smile, and how he watched the life leave his eyes. He thought of Getō, too, and it didn't aid in preventing his inevitable spiral.

Did he want to cry? No. Yes. He didn't know. Maybe he should. Satoru's mess of fathomless hair brushed his neck, and something about such a simple action tore the accumulation in his tear ducts into reality.

His shoulders shook misery-stricken tremors through the entirety of his body, yet Satoru's grasp remained, a shining beacon crashing against tragedy's most indestructible waves. " We put our lives on the line— and for what reason? Good grades? To protect humanity? We're teenagers. We're just … teenagers … "

#nvictive #+ 生徒.#+ ⌗NVICTIVE‚ SCENE III.#don't feel obligated to match length ofc once nanami starts brooding i can't stop him :pensive:

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