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is that really how her first meeting with a mysterious handsome white haired guy goes??

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artistic renditions || @kyoshisaki
is that really how her first meeting with a mysterious handsome white haired guy goes??
double takes — “did …. I … see you on a billboard?? Are you famous or something?”
“ shhhhh~ ”
" you must've really pissed those guys off, huh? " - for nanami
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‘ please don’t put the blame on me when the target clearly is you. ’
though his words are shrouded in irritation, beneath the thin layer of plastic annoyance there’s an underlying current of concern, the wariness that comes after that nauseating swirl of cursed energy follows a step behind. nanami wonders if it’s ever bothered gojo, if he cares enough to sense it at all beyond what his eyes show him.
it’d be different if they were alone: nanami would have to be more cautious, watching his every move; he doesn’t have the power to be careless, or the arrogance to face a curse of that level head on, supported only by the sense of responsibility that this is something that he has to see through, that it’d be better that the wretched thing is distracted evading symmetrical cuts and raw energy fed by overtime pacts than to let it roam free where civilians most likely remain hidden, too afraid or too irresponsibly curious to seek shelter elsewhere.
gojo’s presence is a miscalculation.
the imbalance is too notorious, his proximity to the perimeter a salvation and a threat altogether. that he can play the role of illness and medicine is absurd, but nanami would take the risk of his stupid jokes a hundred times over the wails of humans being eaten alive by these ancient devils. his eyes close briefly, memories of rotten flesh and cold steel against his palms are subdued momentarily.
when he turns his attention back at gojo, the man is already standing near the edge of the building, fearless of the abyss; nanami takes a step closer and pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, equally unfearing, ‘ i’d rather we finish here quickly. an extra hour is an hour too many in your company, so don’t drag this any further than necessary, gojo. ’
recommending muse meme— i started rewatching chainsaw man bc plotting with ur makima and i feel you’d make a really great aki ‼️
Based off my blog, what other characters could you see me Roleplay as? // @kyoshisaki
funny that you mention this because i've actually rp'd him but never found other csm blogs to write him with askdjajksg now you've got me considering bringing him back and gojo and him definitely have to meet one way or another u have no choice *grabs u*
“for someone so proficient at fighting, you certainly seem to loathe it.”
THE ABILITY TO HOLD PAIN
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It was surely a question she had never been asked before, nor was it something she had ever really noticed in herself before that moment. It prompted her to pause, blinking a few times as it looked like she was contemplating it for a second.
"Well, I guess when you've been fighting for as long as I have, you just kind of get sick of it after a while." Kairos mused quietly, resting her chin gently in her palm. "And then after you get sick of it, you just start to hate it." The words were followed by a short shrug. "Especially when you have a bunch of old bastards breathing down your neck at all times."
“Did you go and make promises you can’t keep?”
"I don't think the kids would care if I went, or if you did. my last mission took a lot more out of me than I would hope, and Shoko could only heal as much as she could."
Sure, maybe he did promise he would tag along with the students to an event they all wanted to see, but Nanami was suffering from a little more pain than normal. He wasn't even sure why -- but then again he was also talking to Gojo, and he knew he was going to be dragged along no matter what. The amount of painkillers -- and alcohol later on-- might help, but he wasn't sure.
a sigh left his lips for a moment.
The thoughts going through his head were not a good idea, but he could make a deal. for once in his life with the other. -- but he knew it was a bad choice. So he was unable to come up with something better.
"Can you just do this alone for once and let me rest?"
THE LAND IS INHOSPITABLE AND SO ARE WE | |accepting @kyoshisaki