minors/ageless/blank blogs dni, pregnancy, major jjk manga spoilers, some angst (angst-adjacent?)
"your students are worried about you."
the heaviness of your words is undercut by your flippant tone. you wonder if satoru is surprised that you're waiting to greet him moments after he's finished slaughtering the higher-ups or if he was expecting you to be nearby.
"they tell you about their plan?" he asks, casually tossing his arm over your shoulders as he begins to lead you away from the carnage.
"you mean the plan for after you die? where yuuta cuts open your skull, takes out your brain, and swaps it for his?" you reply dryly as you wrap your own arm around his waist, instinctively holding him close for warmth as you both exit the dark corridor to be confronted with the early winter chill. you sigh softly and shake your head. "no, shoko did. I think they were too scared of my reaction."
"I don't blame them. those pregnancy hormones are no joke!" he teases, only to immediately hiss in pain when you give his side a harsh pinch. neither of you comment on how it only hurt because he let it.
silence settles over you and part of you thinks that he's going to let the conversation end there. after all, satoru has always been happy to let a serious discussion end prematurely with an annoyingly playful comment.
"you want them to leave my corpse alone?" it's as much a question posed out of curiosity as it is an offer. it's so unexpected that your feet come to a stop on their own.
he turns to face you and you can only look up at him thoughtfully, mulling over what he's asking you.
"no," you finally say with a shrug. "as long as it's disposed of properly after everything's over and done with, I don't care what they do with it. besides, you won't lose so it doesn't matter anyway."
a cheeky grin slowly tugs at the corner of his lips before he drops down to crouch in front of you. he slips his hands – the same hands that just wiped out the higher-ups in one fell swoop – beneath your coat to press a palm on either side of your protruding belly.
"you hear that? your mom's my number one fan!" he says in a stage whisper, speaking directly to your unborn child, his unborn child. you can only roll your eyes as you suppress the urge to flick his forehead.
you can feel his thumb rubbing circles through the fabric of your sweater and as he continues to gaze at your baby bump, something passes over his expression that you can't quite read.
"hm, maybe the jujutsu world won't have to wait another 400 years before there's another limitless user with the six eyes," he muses and your mouth suddenly feels dry.
the statement is weighted by the implication of his death, but it's something you look past to focus instead on what inheriting both the limitless and the six eyes would mean for your child's future.
"you'd curse our child with that?" you manage to finally ask with a small frown, your voice slightly rough.
it's not only the target that would be painted on their back that concerns you, but also the weight and expectations that would be placed on their shoulders from the moment they were born.
"if it meant their safety," he answers, his tone and demeanor both uncharacteristically serious.
you want to argue with him, to tell him that being given such great power would be the thing that puts them at risk. but instead, you ask him something else.
"you'd curse me with that?" there's something fragile in your question and your voice that has him lifting those cursed eyes to look up at you. you both know what you're really asking.
would he trust you to raise his child alone? would he trust you to keep them safe, until they were strong enough to protect themselves? would he curse you with doing what he might be unable to?
"with this?" he raises an eyebrow and glances down at your bump meaningfully. "who else would I curse but you?"
your eyes feel wet and you can only nod, unable to find the right words. instead, you lift your hands and cup his where they're still holding your belly.
despite the chaos and danger hanging over your heads and on the horizon, you take the opportunity to savor this moment – you and satoru together, your future, your legacy, held in your shared embrace.
a small thought comes to you and a faint smile forms on your lips.
"maybe they won't be born with the limitless and they'll get something different. or maybe even nothing at all and they'll have to find their own strength." your words seem to strike something in him because he gently rests his forehead on your bump. "maybe they won't have to be chained down with the burden of being the gojo heir."
he softly snorts, but you know him well enough by this point to tell that he's smiling.
"maybe they can start anew, huh?" he asks, amusement lacing his tone.
he stays where he is for another moment, his head bowed reverently to you and his child, and when he looks back up at you, he immediately takes note of the way your eyes are shining. a wide grin lights up his annoyingly handsome face.
"you cryin'? I told you those pregnancy hormones are wild!"
you're quick to shove his hands off of you and give his shoulders a hard push so that he falls over, relishing the way he cries out. as you begin to walk away from him, you're grateful that with him at your back, he can't see the grin on your lips that matches his perfectly.
Heading to Canada for the weekend to see the new nephew finally. Staying at the Canadian in-laws
I shit you not, one of the first three questions we will get asked when we get there will be “how was the border?”
It never fails
And here’s the thing: we have nexus, so the border is not a problem at all and we never wait more than a minute or so depending on if there is a car or two ahead of us
It’s one of those stupid small talk questions that’s so dumb 🤦🏻♀️ And I’ve yet to decide on a good answer for it
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The Impala will be pointed northward for the next few days as we leave South Carolina, heading in the general direction of Michigan.
Even with an extra day, the month slipped through our fingers faster than a 20-dollar bill. Although it's always satisfying to go home, returning to reality after 29 days of play is always a shock to the system.
I'll miss our friends, the beach, the sea, the lush foliage, the birds and beasts, the temperate weather and - new this year - the abundant photo ops this island offers to a kid with a fancy new camera.
Driving north to visit family and take some time out up in Liverpool. Stopping at a service station for toilet break and food.
Kids run off to the loos, five seconds kid free strolling through M&S Simply Food trying to find something semi healthy to munch on. Joe picks your hand up and pulls you over to the sandwiches and gets excited over the tuna mayo with sweetcorn on malted bread. You spy a chicken avocado. He squeezes your hand, pulls you in for a forehead kiss and holds you under his arm - over your shoulders.
You head over together to coffee and start making a couple of cups of bang average British brew. At least you know a good place once you get to your destination. You’d threatened to pack the coffee machine but Joe talked you down.
Chaos ensues as the kids come back and start grabbing random packets of shit. Joe, halfway to the register spins around and herds them up, throwing you the car keys.
Adult Fiction and Poetry
Author of the forthcoming THE ROMANCE RECIPE and HOT COPY Ruby Barrett‘s THE LEARNING CURVE, where a bi, down-on-his-luck ex-firefighter joins a cross-disciplinary academic study teaching millennials how to make friends as adults, but an unexpected flirtation with an earnest people-pleasing female participant jeopardizes the study and their hearts, to Stephanie Doig at…
