☆ IT'S YOUR FUTURE!

i've always been out here. you're the one who's been living in a cage.

[wouldhope]

☆ HARNESS YOUR HOPES.

independent, 18+ multimuse, including muses from THE HUNDRED LINE, JUJUTSU KAISEN, ALIEN STAGE, TO BE HERO X, and more! crossover + duplicate friendly. not spoiler-free! read rules before interacting. penned by eddie! ( 23, any pronouns )

featured muses : takumi sumino, darumi amemiya, shoko ieiri, nice, yuuki mishima.

rules ☆ muses ☆ other blogs: @cursesavior / @crockercxrp / @rcsentful

[dzafojafe-sacatit]

its the guy. I am perfectly normal about the guy, because he is perfect.

[creationofcontrol]

all yuji hears is people talk about chainsaw man.

not that it bothers him. he wouldn’t say he’s a big fan, but he can (to an extent) respect him for what he’s done for japan. only months ago people used to fear hearing the revving of chainsaws, and now they kneel in some form of idol worship. the contrast between the two is large, and the process swift. perhaps that’s what yuji doesn’t like about it all (or perhaps it’s sukuna’s repeated muttering in his ear about how unfortunate the circumstances are).

but he knows sukuna wants something. he always does.

for now, all yuji can do is wait out the inevitable bombshell.

he throws a smile on his face, steps out towards the general direction of the school. his foot lightly bumps against something, so he stops to look down at it: a slightly beat—up cell phone. ❝ who even drops their phone…? ❞ he glances up to look down the slightly enclosed street, notices somebody right at the end of it.

❝ hey! wait! ❞ he calls out, gripping the phone with his right hand and running at flank speed towards @wouldhope.

[wouldhope]

Being a part-time student, part-time national hero is... A lot harder than Denji had anticipated. Sure, he's been through worse times - in fact, this is probably the best his life had been since his brief fling with Reze. He's finally getting to go to school, although he's struggling through every second of it, he has his own place and it isn't a total dump, and on top of it all, there's Nayuta. He'd never imagined himself as a brother - the only being he'd ever taken care of was Pochita, and he'd only realized that he had made a little family with Aki and Power once it was all taken away from him, but... Despite how much of a pain being a caretaker could be sometimes, it's all worth it. Nayuta is a bright kid, and she deserves more than the little support Denji could provide her.

He's gotta find a way to scrounge up more money for her college fund... Should he find some cigarettes to re-roll? He hasn't tried that in a while...

To say the least, he's got a lot on his mind, so much so that he doesn't even notice his phone sliding out of his pocket when he reaches down to pick up a cigarette butt, trying to do the math in his head - how many of these would he have to sell to pay for one year? One class? One textbook? The sudden yelling behind him snaps him out of his daze, turning to face the other boy with bleary, tired eyes.

"Huh?" He blinks in confusion as he tries to figure out why this guy is running at him, before he catches sight of the phone in his hands- wait, isn't that his? It's an older model than what most of his classmates had, so it tended to stand out a bit. One of the luxuries he'd been able to afford in this new life of his. He'd hoped it would be filled with girls' phone numbers at this point, but the only person who ever texts him is Nayuta. "Oh, shit, when did I lose that? Gotta be more careful, huh..." He takes the phone back, shoving it back in his school uniform pocket. "Well, thanks, dude. Ya really saved my ass." Or at least, saved him from having to dip into his meager savings for another one.

[creationofcontrol]

the smell comes before she can feel the presence of a separate entity. clearly a devil, judging by the grotesque scent. yet there’s something primal about this devil, something that blurs what is clinical and what is not.

that’s all makima can deduce as she steps into the building. it’s being refurbished, bits and pieces everywhere. it’s the perfect hiding spot for someone to lurk around with an unregistered devil. that’s what she was here for, after all. she’d received report after report from the higher ups. and, of course, because of her own contract, she couldn’t ignore it.

❝ you can come out. ❞ she knows people aren’t typically going to follow the command of someone who just happened to stroll into the room, but she has faith. ❝ i’d like to have a talk with you. ❞ especially after what had heard, she felt a strong desire to learn more.

plotted starter for @wouldhope

[wouldhope]

Shoko feels a chill run down her spine as she hears the sound of someone entering the building, muscles freezing in place as she tries to keep herself quiet. She knew she'd be found out eventually - being a back-alley doctor using a devil's powers to heal the locals is a difficult thing to keep under wraps, especially with how often Public Safety came sniffing around these parts... For a moment, the silence convinces her that perhaps she'd gone unnoticed, and whoever had wandered in was about to leave, but the sound of a woman's voice quickly extinguishes that tiny bit of optimism. She sounds calm, almost too calm, and strangely familiar - someone who knew she had control of the situation, who had done this a million times before. Public Safety, no doubt about it.

With a soft sigh, the brunette finishes healing the unconscious patient on her makeshift operating table, before stepping away, resignation already hanging heavy on her shoulders. She's never been much of a fighter, and she's certain there's no use in trying to run. Whatever happens next is completely out of her hands - she just has to try and avoid making the situation worse for herself. Swallowing the nervous lump in her throat, she steps out of the dark room she'd been working in and towards the woman's voice, hands raised cautiously in surrender. When her gaze falls upon the woman waiting for her, she knows that she made the right move by not bothering to put up a fight - even without knowing who she was, Shoko's gut tells her this woman is dangerous. She needs to be careful.

"... Well, here I am." She presents herself nonchalantly, lackluster, despite the fear nagging at the back of her skull. She'd long made peace with her own mortality, she didn't want to die yet, not when there were still people she could save... "I'm willing to talk. I won't be any threat to you, or anyone else... Would I be correct in assuming this is about my practice?"

[wouldhope]

ok now im gonna try and do some writing while i still can LOL.

[wouldhope]

on that note, i will be on HIATUS from JULY 20-AUGUST 1ST! During this time I'm going to be driving across the country, so I will have very little time to write, especially not on tumblr. That being said, I will still be lurking, so feel free to hop in my DMs or add me on discord if u want to chat/plot or rp over there!

[wouldhope]

spent all day packing... im so exhausted....

[takkyei]

Misc gachikoi au doodles

[superchat]

[wouldhope]

caught all the way up on wha... ioh my god.

[wouldhope]

catching up on wha and sigh.... olruggio's gonna end up on the roster

[wouldhope]

☆ @creationofcontrol / plotted!

Yuuki hadn't meant to follow his classmate around for this long. It had started with a simple hunch: Yuta Okkotsu had something to do with the strange circumstances surrounding Kamoshida's arrest. It's not like he was the only one, either, he had his eye on a few students at Shujin, but still - something in his gut told him Okkotsu was the one to watch. It was innocent enough at first - he would just keep his distance until he could confirm his suspicions, and then he could properly thank him for doing something about that awful man. But of course, he wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary at school, and Yuuki's curiosity was eating him alive.

That's how he ended up trailing behind him after school, anxiously waiting for something to happen. For a while, it seemed like maybe he was wrong - Okkotsu wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary, and Yuuki was starting to feel like a weird stalker at this point. Maybe he should just go home after all...

But as soon as he turns around to call it quits, something changes. It's like the world shifts around him, and suddenly he's no longer in the empty corner of the train station he'd followed his classmate to. No, this place is darker, everything shrouded in a red haze, strange dark roots sprawling across the walls and pillars like sickly veins. And was with those ominous shadows lurking around every corner? His heart drops in his chest, head spinning as reality seems to break apart around him - this couldn't be real, could it? This scene looked like it was straight out of a nightmare, and yet no matter how many times he tells himself that, he won't wake up.

"What the hell...?!" His eyes frantically search for the person he'd followed here, having lost sight of him in the confusion, hoping desperately that he hadn't somehow ended up here alone. "Okkotsu? A-are you still there?"

[bippus]

Ohhhh so I was doomed from the beginning okay

[noct2aa]

go ahead and take all that I am...

[wormtrice]

My Darutakus

[wouldhope]

Last day of my internship WOOOO

[a-tiddy-ninja]