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rearranged-fanfic · 2 months

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The Great Cross-Post Continues

For those unaware, I have a little collection of side stories that are AU variations of the Reader-chan from REARRANGED. One of these stories, Godhead, has been successfully cross-posted!

Hoorah!

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Story Synopsis

Godhead

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Elements

Rating: High M, Low E

Relationship: Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB Original Character)

Tags: Alternate Universe - Gods and Goddesses, God Gojo Satoru, Yandere Gojo Satoru, Human Reader, Drama, Angst, Manipulation, Murder, Grooming, Cunnilingus, Extremely Dubious Consent

Summary: What can one do when faced with the love of a god?

I was three when I attracted the attention of the local deity, O-Satoru-sama. As I grew older, I became painfully aware that I wasn't like the other young women of our tiny, remote mountain village. No. I was special. Blessed. Of course, looking back, I wonder if that blessing wasn't more of a curse.

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Excerpts *Spoilers Below*

Excerpt 1:

I hardly notice when the air becomes unseasonably warm, nor when the birds and insects suddenly stop their droning song. There is only me and my grief. And our village’s silent, absent god. Then there’s the slightest sensation of something sliding through my hair. The weight of a hand, warm and reassuring, presses down on me. I close my eyes and bask in the sensation. It feels loving, like when Papa would stroke my head and hum until I fell asleep. But this hand isn’t well-worn or large like Papa’s; the fingers are slender, graceful, smooth. This hand has never done hard labor in the fields, has never felled a tree nor carved leather. But it is strong. I feel the weight of it in my bones. This is the hand of a god, I think blearily. “I am still here, My Love.” I shiver in place. Is this… is this O-Satoru-sama’s presence? The hand leaves me, and when I sit up and look around, I am alone as I was before. The birds sing again, and the insects buzz. And despite the fall chill nipping at my nose, my insides feel warm. I stroke the hair where his hand had rested and jar his scent loose. O-Satoru-sama smells like life, like sunshine. I am blessed, I must remind myself. God came to me. He touched me.

Excerpt 2:

God is kneeling before me, clad in a sky-blue kimono which shines like it’s made of the finest silks. The cloth is worth more than I’d ever be able to comprehend, with its patterned weave and embroidered imagery of waves. The six-eyed mask that his statue dons is pulled up off his face, affixed to the side of his head seemingly with magic. Even lowered as he is, I can tell that he towers over me. One of his pale hands—unmarred by imperfections like scars or calluses—moves to cup my chin. His thumb strokes over my lips, and those otherworldly eyes of his fixate on my mouth. For a moment, I wonder if he’s going to kiss me. But a little part of my brain says that he looks like he’d rather eat me. I shudder in his grasp. And I swallow down a sigh of something that I can’t quite name. When God speaks this time, it’s not in my mind. Instead, his smooth voice is that of a human’s, reaching my ears. “You were my new mouthpiece. From the moment your little hand met me, you were mine.” He takes my hand and presses it against his chest. “You touched my heart, and I recognized your soul.” God has a beating heart. I can feel it thrumming beneath my fingertips.

Peace, my lovelies!

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rearranged-fanfic · 1 month

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Update (3/15)

I'm never actually going to get a chapter out on time. Lol. I am resigned to the fact that this is my truth.

So, fun stuff these past three weeks.

The next chapter? I hate it. It has been the bane of my existence for several reasons. I've deleted either the whole thing or massive parts of it no less than six times now. I've probably typed and retyped somewhere between 30K words for this one alone. I'm not happy with it at all. I've already put it off for another week, and I still can't get it the way I want. The perfectionist in me is telling me to pound it out until it's acceptable. The person inside who wants to meet my deadlines is screaming at me to just upload it in its current state and change it later.

I'm finishing it, though. Or, as finished as I can get it in an extra day. So, one more day and it'll be out for you guys to view to your hearts' content.

In other news, while battling frustration with the story, I've tried to distract myself from it so that my anger doesn't bleed into my writing. And I've wound up getting back into one of my old favorite chill games: My Time at Portia. I've put somewhere around 500 hours into it, and still love it. Lol. If you like things like Stardew Valley or Animal Crossing, you'll probably like Portia, too.

I've started rewatching My Hero Academia and Demon Slayer with my husband. Both of those things are living in my head rents free as well, alongside this fic and my game.

So, now I'm resisting the urge to contribute to a smaller, less-saturated fandom or pairing. Like, there are ten million GojoXReader stories, but what about for Arlo? Or Hawks? Or best boi Rengoku Kyojuro? Arrrggggh! The ADHD beckons, and I must resist its call!

I wish I could pause time so that I can write all the things I want to!

Also, I tried to unwind by watching The Boy and the Heron to celebrate its win at the Oscars. And I feel like I'm being gaslit by the world and anime community as a whole. Because it was… not great. Like, it was a genuinely incohesive and confusing movie? The plot was chaotic and nonsensical? The characters weren't very fleshed out? Character motivations suffered due to poor pacing? Emotional payoff was non-existant? The plot "reveals" weren't satisfying? The worldbuilding was lackluster and simultaneously too involved but not involved enough? There was a crappy third-act villain? The English dub is mid (barring Robert Pattinson, who is stellar, TBH); Why the fuck did Christian Bale decide that a Godfather-esque mafioso accent would be fitting for a WW era Japanese man when nobody else in the movie sounds like that?!

IDK… I went in expecting this to be on the same level as Howl's Moving Castle, Princess Mononoke, or Spirited Away. And I feel like we got Tales From Earthsea all over again. Except this time, for whatever reason, it won an award and is being praised as Miyazaki's magnum opus?!

I was actually salty for days. Scratch that; I'm still salty.

So... in conclusion, I'm back, bitches. And I'm vibing to the music of my own internal screaming.

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rearranged-fanfic · 3 months

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Planned Stories for REALIGNED

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So, I had a pretty interesting question pertaining to REARRANGED's sister series REALIGNED. I was asked if I could separate out the book into individual short stories instead of having them all collected under one name. If they were separate, I could tag each individually to make them easier to search for; they could be individually bookmarked for reader convenience; I could gift people stories that they've requested. With all of this in mind, I've split up the short stories into their own little booklets.

REALIGNED is now its own series, though both it and REARRANGED are in the same Collection.

Here are the current published and planned short stories for REALIGNED:

Cat-Tastrophe (Here)

Summary: Satoru comes home from Jujutsu Tech a little.. different. It's a good thing Reader-chan likes cat's, isn't it? Rating: T Warnings: None Pairing: Established Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB original Character) Additional Notes: Fluff. That's all. Final Chapter Count: 1

Godhead (Here)

Summary: What can one do when faced with the love of a god? Reader-chan is an inhabitant of a tiny, remote mountain village. When she's three, she attracts the attention of the local god, O-Satoru-sama. The rest, as they say, is history. Rating: High M, Low E Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Pairing: Slow burn Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: A hint of sexual content. Violent. Yandere Gojo in spades. Horror elements. Final Chapter Count: 2, plus maybe an epilogue someday?

Contrite (Here)

Summary: Every now and then, Satoru has to apologize for his behavior. So he does what he does best, and gets on his knees. Too bad he's a brat. Rating: E Warnings: None Pairing: Established Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: Smut, smut, smut. Final Chapter Count: 1

Crimson (Here)

Summary: Sometimes, blood is the strongest of ties. When Reader-chan trades away her life for something precious, she fully expects the prince of vampires, Gojo Satoru, to kill her or drain her blood. Instead, he has her cook for him and his temperamental boyfriend. And wash their sheets. And schedule their meetings. Weird, but it sure beats dying. A Vampire Knight Fusion AU. Rating: Hight T, Low M Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Pairing: Established Gojo Satoru/Geto Suguru, Slow Burn Gojo Satoru/Geto Suguru/Reader (AFAB Orignal Character), Pre-Polyamory Additional Notes: Implied sexual content. Violent. SatoSugu fluff. Final Chapter Count: Not finished. 3, plus maybe an epilogue someday?

Knotted

Summary: Alphas are known for only one thing... Good thing Reader-chan is a Beta with no hope of ever bedding one - let alone her Sorcerer boss, who's the most intimidating Alpha of all. Alpha/Beta/Omega AU. Rating: E Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Pairing: Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: 25K hit celebration. Two different endings, depending on reader taste. Good ending or bad ending; you decide. Smut, smut, smut. Dirty, nasty smut. Final Chapter Count: Not finished. 4?

Hanahaki

Summary: A flower blooms, then withers. It's the first of Spring when Reader-chan starts coughing. Her Cursed Technique starts backfiring on her, and the results could be deadly. Rating: T Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Pairing: Geto Suguru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: Angst. Then fluff :P Final Chapter Count: Not finished. 2?

Absolution

Summary: The rain washes all sins clean. A nice, quiet moment in a storm. Rating: T Warnings: None Pairing: Established Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: Fluff. A gift for Amurla on AO3 Final Chapter Count: Not finished. 1?

Nyctophilia

Summary: I was always afraid of the dark. Reader-chan is a Curse User, and Gojo Satoru is the man who's going to kill her. Or so it seems. Rating: M Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Pairing: Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: Violent. Horror elements. Yandere Gojo. Dark Reader-chan. A gift for Citrullus on AO3. Final Chapter Count: Not finished. 3?

Sandcastles

Summary: There's something beneath the waves... When reader-chan inherits her grandmother's old seaside cottage, she'd never have guessed what awaited her in the water below. A merman AU. For Mermay, or whenever it gets posted. Rating: E Warnings: None Pairing: Established Gojo Satoru/Geto Suguru, Slow Burn Gojo Satoru/Geto Suguru/Reader (AFAB Original Character), Pre-Polyamory Additional Notes: Fluffy. Smut, smut, smut. Final Chapter Count: Not finished. 4, plus an epilogue?

Vainglory

Summary: There's a difference between pride and vanity. Reader-chan is an undefeated arena fighter. When the emporer's son challenges her for her freedom, she scoffs at the idea of some pampered boy beating her. She's wrong. Gladiator AU. Rating: M Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Pairing: Gojo Satoru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: Violent. Discussions of slavery. Angst. Final Chapter Count: 2?

Monkshood

Summary: The howling is growing louder. Reader-chan's village rests at the edge of a large, dense wood. Though wolves haven't been seen in the area in nearly a century, livestock starts to drop dead. and the howling starts. Werewolf AU. Rating: M Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence Pairing: Geto Suguru/Reader (AFAB Original Character) Additional Notes: Horror elements. Final Chapter Count: Not finished. 3, plus an epilogue?

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Chapter-By-Chapter Part 1; The Prologue - Unfinished Painting

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*Spoilers Below*

This fic starts off incredibly melancholy. let's properly set the tone, shall we?

"When death strikes, it’s sometimes a long, slow cut. And sometimes, it’s swift as the blink of an eye. It does so efficiently, without remorse, and without discernment. We all die, in the end."

This is the opening paragraph, the reader's first impression of the story and of our protagonist. We cut to Reader-chan (our Reader Avatar) in the hospital directly after her mother's death. There's a sense of shock and upset, but ultimately, resignation.

We know from the story that her mom had been sick for a while.

"It wasn’t sudden, nor was it unexpected. Mom had been sick for a very, very long time."

"Mom’s death had been a slow cut, festering over months and months until it was long overdue."

This is something she's been preparing for quite some time now. But there's still the undercurrent that she's not dealing well. You'll notice that she has no support structure; there are no others in the hospital with her.

Reader-chan is very much alone. She has few friends, and most of her family is distant or has since passed on.

"I was nineteen when I was made an orphan."

"After Dad had died unexpectedly from COVID complications..."

"And then [the younger sister] become an adult. And she’d left me behind without a backwards glance."

I know you're thinking, 'Author-san', why would you give us such a depressing start? This is so sad'. And, primarily, it's to ease the transition when Reader-chan transmigrates to the JJK world. If she'd have had a family who loved her and supported her, would she have wanted to stay in her new world - which, in this story, is portrayed in an incredibly dark way? For me? I'd say not. I'd claw and scrape and scream to get back to my family, hot fictional men be damned.

When isekai stories have protagonists that just go 'this is my life now', it really tanks my immersion. Especially when they're supposed to be serious dramas. Comedies are a little less glaring, because there's a suspension of disbelief that allows me to excuse more. But dramas? Oh boy, if you have family in your old world, you'd miss them too.

So, her losses before the start of the main story justify her lack of desire to return home - because it is something she struggles with in the first few chapters. Not only that, but it also reinforces her mental strength. She lost her dad and mom within a few years of each other and her sister is globe-trotting, so what could I possibly throw at her that's comparatively worse?

A character that has less to lose or less to return to is easier to manipulate emotionally for the author. There are less hangups, less connections to keep in mind, and less loose ends to tie up when the isekai inevitably ends.

Not only that, but the grief she experiences gives readers an immediate point of connection with her. Most everybody can identify with the loss of a loved one. Whether it's a parent, grandparent, or sibling that has passed away or simply lost touch, that sort of mental anguish resonates with humanity on an intrinsic level. We, as the readers, see her pain and understand it.

And we want to see her pick herself back up and move on from this.

We go from the hospital to her apartment, where she unpacks the last of her mother's belongings.

Reader-chan reveals that she'd been taking care of her mother before her death, for some unknown amount of time. And, in doing so, had let her own life fall by the wayside.

"I’d been able to see my ribs at one point, and my collar bones had become pronounced in the v-necks of my shirts."

"I’d neglected other things, too."

"An easel and canvas lay covered in the corner of the room, doing little more than collecting dust. [...] My book collection was little more than decoration at this point, too."

"I’d just lost my job. [...] I’d gotten fired for taking care of her."

"I wasn’t exactly qualified to do anything else, since I’d dropped out of college [to take care of her mother]."

Things like her health, career, future goals, hobbies, and interests were all discarded. Reader-chan, in dedicating her life to her mom, had completely derailed it.

This is the characterization we get of Reader-chan: she's toxically altruistic. Reader-chan is an incredibly kind person. She's hard-working, fiercely loyal, and selfless. This is to set up not only her desire to save those around her, but her own personal conflict within the story itself.

She can easily be viewed as a doormat, letting others take advantage of her. She bends under pressure, gives pieces of herself with terrifyingly little asked in return, and is unconcerned about her own wellbeing. Which is... very much not okay.

Despite this, we see that she's surprisingly resilient when faced with seemingly-insurmountable odds.

"And I resolved that I was going to go back into the store and talk to my boss"

"I could’ve started doing murals for the businesses in town again. [...] I could’ve paint windows for offices or the brickwork facades downtown, or done commissions for smaller pieces [to pay for her expenses]."

Reader-chan almost immediately starts to make plans to get back up onto her own two feet. Which shows that she's mature for her age, and able to deal appropriately with setbacks as they come. She's also not prone to getting overwhelmed and giving up.

Cut away again, and we find her in the parking lot of her old job, intent on talking to her boss to get it back. And she's trying in vain to get a hold of her distant sister.

She leaves a voicemail, to no avail. And for the first time, we see her truly angry...

"Snapping in anger, gripped the phone so hard that the fragile class façade threatened to break. Part of me hoped it would, that spiderweb cracks overtook it and the screen shattered in my grasp. So I’d lose her number and never have to call her again. Then I’d never have to see her again, either."

... and her immediate regret.

"I’d never see her again, just like Dad. Just like Mom."

"Was that what I really wanted? … Maybe not."

Because, despite the fact that her sister left her behind, she still very much loves her. And, if she cuts her sister loose, she really will be all alone.

I included a strained sibling relationship because, initially, I wanted there to be something that Reader-chan would be conflicted about. Should she rekindle her relationship with her sister - forgive, forget, and move on? Or should she hold a grudge in her heart, even if it leaves her miserable?

When she gets isekai'd, the conflict becomes: should she put forth the effort return home to her sister, knowing that their relationship is only hanging by a thread, or resign herself to her fate in her new universe?

We catch a glimpse of fandom. We know that Reader-chan enjoys a myriad of media, but that it's fallen by the wayside in recent months.

"Only a few manga volumes had been touched, when I’d take them to the hospital to read with Mom; she’d liked looking at the pictures."

"On the rearview mirror, little chibis of my favorite anime characters hang and jingle together."

I made eye contact with tiny Tsunade from Naruto [...] the blindfolded gaze of Gojo [...] next to Levi Ackerman.

So we know that she has a keen interest in manga, specifically, judging from her collection and from the characters she keeps in her car.

After getting off the phone, frustrated and angry with her sister, she attempts to calm herself down by reading through her curated stories page. Which leads to this:

"And I saw a headline titled 'JJK: Fan-Favorite Character Killed in Battle', with a picture of Sukuna next to it."

"Out of curiosity, I clicked on the article and scrolled down, looking for the manga panels in question."

"Because it wasn’t Sukuna dead. Gojo Satoru had been bisected, cut clean through, and left in a pool of his own blood."

Reader-chan reacts like this:

"“Th-that’s not possible, right?” I inhaled through my nose. Out through my mouth. Trying to calm myself."

"I stared at [the tiny Gojo keychain] for a bit, and yanked his chain off the mirror, tossing him into the back seat where I couldn’t look at him anymore. Then I pressed my face into the backs of my hands and screamed at the top of my lungs."

"Because the universe was so fucking funny that it had to play some sort of cosmic joke on me. Because Gege killing off that character just had to happen now!"

Up until now, we've seen her handle everything with a surprising amount of grace. We can tell that she's deeply upset by the loss of her mother, sure, but she's putting on quite the brave face. Or maybe she's simply too shocked to be anguished. yeah... definitely the second option.

"I watched the doctors rush around like I was a thousand miles away, observed from outside of my body as they tried in vain to bring [her mother] back from beyond the threshold."

"I went about my motions like I was piloting myself remotely."

"Even as I unpacked her stuff, I didn’t cry. I was just… empty, I guess. Too tired, or maybe too shocked."

"I still didn’t cry. Not when my whole world was collapsing around me."

But the moment she reads about Gojo's death, it acts as the metaphorical straw. And she's the camel.

"Unable to help myself, I laughed. I laughed so hard that my shoulders shook. And I laughed so hard that the laughs turned to sobs, and then to wails."

"I cried."

"It was ugly, and violent, and so stupid. [...] I cried for what felt like hours."

Initially, I was kind of wary of putting this chapter out into the world because of this moment. Because, yeah, her mom died, but she's going to cry over an anime character? That's the criticism I honestly expected.

"I was an idiot, losing it over some fake guy when I couldn’t even shed a tear for the woman who’d raised me. And though I tried to stop, the waterworks kept coming and coming and coming."

But it makes sense in my mind, because we humans displace our emotions all the time. We get irrationally angry or sad at things and take our emotions out on them. Have a bad day at work? Get mad and kill something on a videogame. Upset? Watch a sad movie and cry about it.

I do this with 'The Fox and The Hound' all the time! I'll put it on and just weep until my eyes and head hurt. And, man, does it feel good! Like, on the days when my emotions are going haywire, like when I'm on my period, I just want to vent.

Gojo's death isn't what makes her sad enough to finally cry, but it gives her the perfect outlet for her emotions. It's a way for her to finally experience the emotional devastation of losing her mom without touching on the raw wound itself. It's a catharsis that she so desperately needs.

Crying really does help her. Sometimes, all you need is a good breakdown to realign your axis.

"And, little by little, I came back to myself."

"In the aftermath, there was a bit of clarity, of peace. The buildup and the release of pressure. [...] Weight lifted off my shoulders and I felt a levity that I hadn’t in months. [...] I felt like I could breathe again. Like my lungs were expanding properly and my heart was beating in my chest instead of my throat."

"Turns out that crying is good for you; who’d have guessed?"

After she cries, she picks herself back up and resolves to push forward. Starting with getting her job back, then ending with possibly rekindling a relationship with her sister.

This is one of my favorite parts of this little chapter because it perfectly encapsulates the whole vibe of 'post-nut clarity'... but for sobbing like a crazy person, obviously. Like, we all have that moment after we cry where everything just sorta clicks into place.

Reader-chan, for a solid moment, is standing tall. And she's putting her own emotions and needs first.

She calls her sister, getting out of her car. And while she's leaving a voicemail, she finally meets her fate.

"But I never got to finish my ultimatum. The screeching of tires cut me off as I whirled around just in time to see the grill of a large truck barreling toward me. And then there was the sickening crunch of bones breaking and somebody screaming."

This is where the isekai truly begins. Because when she dies, she winds up in a black void. And this void is where the next chapter opens.

We have a callback to our first paragraph.

"When death strikes, it’s sometimes a long, slow cut. And sometimes, it’s swift as the blink of an eye. It does so efficiently, without remorse, and without discernment. We all die, in the end."

Keen observers may also notice that prior to being run down, the story is in past tense. Everything past getting struck is in present tense. This is to reinforce the idea that Reader's old universe and life are permanently 'was', while her new world and life permanently 'are'. A little bit of author psychology for you guys.

There's also one of my favorite side stories ever in this: 'The Saga of The Shopping Cart'!

"I scowled when one person pushed their empty cart into another parking spot instead of the cart return. Idiot."

"A gust of wind blew the loose shopping cart in front of me, and I let it cross before making my way towards the building."

"Because that shopping cart had blown onto the road, in front of a vehicle going way too fast. [...] And in a bid to avoid hitting it, the driver had cranked their wheel. And hit me instead."

I love this introduction chapter, because I feel like it gives us a solid foundation for Reader-chan. We immediately know what her motivations are, how she reacts in the worst situations, and whether or not we'll personally identify with her during the series. It also sets the tone really well, in my opinion: dark and sad with a shining glimmer of hope on the horizon.

The title, 'Unfinished Painting', is a reference to both her neglected work in her apartment and to her life being cut short before she can be fully realized.

"Every morning, I gave [the easel with her painting] a nasty side eye, wondering when I’d just get rid of the stupid thing. Maybe it’d be good to start fresh on a new piece."

"I [..] crossed over to where my easel had remained untouched [...] The painting on the canvas was half-finished, a work-in-progress that’d never quite made “progress”. It was an ambitious landscape painting: colorful sunrise breaking over the Colorado Rocky Mountains, with clouds encircling the highest peaks and rays caressing the jagged edges of the cliff faces. It’d been detailed, almost obsessively so, and vivid."

"I traced the edges of the painting fondly. It was supposed to be my best work yet. And it had been. For a time."

The parallels become even clearer when digging into the color symbolism of red paint.

"[..] in a fit of rage, I’d thrown an entire tube of red paint at [the painting]. Crimson splatters dot the scenic mountains like blood spray."

"All the hopes and dreams inside my head smear across the pavement like paint spatters on a canvas. Just a red, red stain."

But, there's also the implication that death isn't the end. That she can take this and make it better.

"The painting wasn’t necessarily ruined; I could still restore it if I worked hard."

"Maybe it’d be good to start fresh on a new piece. If I ever found inspiration to draw or paint, anyway."

When we consider that 'The painting' is acting as a parallel for her life, it essentially changes this to mean 'My life isn't necessarily ruined; I could still restore it if I worked hard.' And 'Maybe it'd be good to start anew. If I ever found the inspiration to live, anyway.'

Which all points to the idea that a fresh start is, perhaps, a good thing?

All-in-all, I'm super happy with how this turned out. Of course, that could just be my own personal bias, since I wrote it. Who can say?

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rearranged-fanfic · 2 months

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Y'all, being uncomfortable with Reader-chan's unhealthy grieving behaviors is part of the fic 🥴

I don't want people to dislike the story, but geez... our girl isn't in a mentally healthy headspace. And the way she acts is going to reflect that.

I get comments like this all the time that are like "why is Reader-chan X way? I don't like it." And I always have to resist the urge to say "is there a correct way to grieve?" or "would YOU react 'reasonably' in this scenario?"

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*Edit: My response.*

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(Update 4/12)

Guess who went on vacation and ignored her story for two weeks straight while preparing for/watching the eclipse? This moron! And now all of the progress for the next chapter is *aggressive thumbs down*. I still have around 3,000 words worth of content to type up to meet the outline's requirements for this chapter. Which is bleh. I'll be happy when we get past the next few chapters because it'll be smooth sailing. I have a lot pre-typed for the next Arc (because this one had very heavy alterations made to the outline last minute and a lot of content from Cursed to Kill migrated to Bloodlines and Blood Feuds).

This Arc Features: angst, heavy drama, hurt/no comfort, a major character death, the introduction to the main antagonist(s) of this story, major setup for the main storyline.

Next Arc Features: fluff, budding romance, less hurt/more comfort.

So... yeah!

In other news, I recently started playing a new game and it's consuming me.

See you guys in a bit!

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Cut Content (REARRANGED: Arc 2, Ch. 3)

Because this chapter is completely kicking my ass, let me share one of the many, many sections that I've had to delete from the chapter. It has been a process, TBH. I've now edited out over 15K words and shuffled them into my 'Scraps' file for later perusal/deletion. So, in the time that I've tried to get this thing wrangled, I've basically managed to type up 1.25 chapters worth of content that simply doesn't fit. And this chapter still refuses to come together in a cohesive way. Fun. Lol.

*Spoilers Below*

Excerpt 1:

Gojo cradles the shades in his long digits and taps his temple in a telling way. Right. His Technique makes his eyes sensitive. But how much, I wonder? Sensitive enough that he has to wear blindfolds and thick black glass to keep them hidden away for most of the day, if the way he dresses is any indicator. “Then just turn the Six Eyes off for a bit. Like,” and I pause to mime flipping a light switch, “click.” “Yeah, no. No can do, I’m afraid.” But he hardly sounds put off by it. And he shrugs to capture some more of that ‘don’t give a fuck’ energy he embodies so very, very well. “They’re a permanent fixture.” And that… that doesn’t seem right, does it? The Six Eyes are permanent—since when? In the Hidden Inventory Arc, he was able to turn them on and off at will. In fact, letting his Technique drop is exactly how Toji had managed to sneak up on Gojo and stab him. Or maybe I’m misremembering? Honestly, I’m not sure. Truth be told, there’s very little that I understand about Gojo, The Six Eyes, or Limitless. I can’t pretend to know how his Technique really even works, not when it’s a combination of Physics and mystical mumbo-jumbo. And the Six Eyes had gotten even less explanation. “You could turn them off before, right? Before the whole,” I gesture vaguely, “thing that went down in your teens.” ‘Thing’, I say, because bringing up the fight with Zen’in Toji and Amanai Riko’s murder like they weren’t awful and formative parts of his past makes me feel icky inside. So, I leave it up to interpretation. He’ll know what I mean, anyway. Again, I show more knowledge that I shouldn’t have, but do. The man in front of me is used to it now, though. There’s no suspicion or paranoia anymore. Just a calm acceptance. He nods at my query, blue eyes boring into me. “But not anymore?” A shake of the head. Perfunctory. Short. “So you’re stuck with them on all the time?” “Pretty much!” he chirps like a bird, seemingly not bothered at all. I can’t help but think about how sad that sounds, to hide his eyes permanently. And, before I can stop it, the question is out of my mouth: “Don’t you ever miss it? What if you could turn off the Six Eyes again and just be… normal.” I wince at the word. Normal. That’s pretty fucking ableist of me, isn’t it? ‘Normal’… Like having anything less than perfect sight makes somebody some sort of freak. I lambast myself for my poor phrasing. And I start thinking of a way to backpedal when I notice his thoughtful expression. Gojo’s frozen in his seat, staring down at his glasses. He takes a long moment to think. And he finally breezes out a laugh. “’Normal’, huh?” he says softly. “I’ve never even considered it, really. What does ‘normal’ look like in the world of Jujutsu Sorcery, I wonder?” He tilts his head and looks up at me, considering something. “Does something so mundane even have a place in it? Or is it an impossible concept for people like us?” “I, err, didn’t mean for that to become a philosophical question.” “No. I’d imagine you didn’t, my curious creature.” The glasses slide on, cast his haunting eyes in shade. “You want an answer to your question, Oracle-chan? The truth is that I don’t think about it. I could wonder ‘what-if’ for so many things in my life. A hundred things—a thousand things, even.” Those long pale fingers of his find the notches in the table that he’d left a few days ago. They sink into the warps left behind perfectly. It’s like he’d dipped his fingers into wet clay for how well the table has remembered the imprint of them. “But to do so is to stand idly in place, never moving past those things, never coming to terms with them. I’d be stuck facing behind me, always, feet chained to the ground. But I don’t have the luxury to wait around. I have to keep moving forward and accept things as they are.”

Excerpt 2 (directly related to 1):

But I also know that there’s a deep layer of hypocrisy to this as well. Because Gojo is stuck in the past, in a way. He can’t let go of his friendship with Geto Suguru, and probably agonizes over not being able to stop him from leaving. I don’t know the man well, not now that he’s no longer a 2D character in a manga panel or television screen, but I’m certain that this is one ‘what-if’ that he’ll never leave alone. I wonder what other skeletons lurk in his closet, what other fixations he purposely buries to keep from becoming distracted by them. And I wonder how exactly he distracts himself. Casual murder, my mind supplies instantly. And then I realize that I probably don’t want to know if that’s true or not. Not exactly the healthiest coping technique. Or most legal. Or sane. Maybe he has a secret harmless hobby, like macrame or nude modelling? Or maybe he secretly paints Picasso counterfeits and sells them on the black market? I don’t know. Anything other than fighting and killing for sport, I hope. Maybe I need my own distractions, if this night is any indicator--besides what Shoko had suggested. Because that clearly hadn’t worked out at all.

Why was this removed?

Honestly, because Reader-chan and Gojo aren't currently at the comfort level to be having these kinds of discussions. I think this talk about vulnerabilities is best saved for a little later, when they can actually be in a room together without teasing each other (Gojo) or insulting each other (Reader-chan).

Plus, this scene was running too long anyway, TBH. So this is the fat that got trimmed. Might reincorporate it in the future, but not in this chappy.

Hope this tides you over for a little longer, pookies 😘

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New Chapter of REARRANGED out!!! Finally!!!

This chapter is the last bit of fluff before we get some seriously hard discussions on depression and whatnots. It was hard to type. I am a broken man (and I'm not even a man) now. Lol. But I got it out. Yeaaaaaah!

Sorry if you've left a message in my inbox on AO3 and I haven't gotten back to you. This has consumed me.

Excerpts after the cut.

*Spoilers Below*

Excerpt 1:

How am I supposed to look at Gojo when he’d caught me with my hands in my metaphorical pants?! Oh, God. Somebody kill me now. Please, I send up a quick prayer, make it quick. And I do what I’m good at when I feel uncomfortable: I immediately get defensive. Crossing my arms and attempting to school my face into the meanest glare I can scorch him with, I let out a disgruntled, “Th-that’s what you get for spying on me in the bath. Creep. Pervert,” I hiss out, face so unbelievably hot that I think I’m going to faint. He tilts his head in confusion, expression blank. Looking the perfect picture of the clueless himbo. “Spying? You think I was spying on you?” Pointedly, I remove the glass bead necklace from my cleavage and show him. “That’s what this is, isn’t it? You said it before: it links us somehow. So, how exactly does it link us, huh?” And that seemingly gets it through his thick skull. The man’s eyes widen and he puts his hand over his mouth, letting out a puff that says he’s trying to hold back a laugh. And, call me crazy, but I can’t quite find the humor in this gross breach of trust and privacy. I regret not smacking him when I had the chance! “You think that’s funny or something?” I grit out, teeth clenched. He shakes his head again, wet hair flopping onto his forehead. “Pfft. You’re just so cute when you’re flustered, my little miracle! Is that all you’re worried about?” I growl at him in response. “Ah, no need to be upset with me,” he tries to soothe. “The protective charm doesn’t give me specifics. All I know is that your Cursed energy shot through the roof, like you were in danger.” “Th-that’s all, right?” “Why do you seem so nervous, Oracle-chan?” I glower at him. “I was in the bath, you pervert! I’m just making sure that you can’t—I don’t know—see through the necklace or feel what I feel!” He mimes being hurt, holding a hand over his chest. Dramatic. “So mean! Do I really seem like the type to do something so awful?” I don’t even miss a beat. “Yes.”

Exerpt 2:

“You’re going to have to find something professional, you know,” the black-haired girl announces to me. “I think you’re super cute dressed the way you are—don’t get me wrong—but a lot of businesses here are pretty concerned with appearances. They like for their employees to always look their best.” I blink at her. “It’s a cosplay café.” Akemi shakes her head. “Doesn’t matter. Are they providing a uniform?” I think back to what Saki had told me when I’d been asked to come in for my first day at the end of the week. And she’d mentioned getting a shirt in my size, but nothing else. And when I tell my friend this, she asks if I have any formal or semi-formal bottoms to pair with a top. And… I don’t think I do. Shoko and I had mostly focused on comfort during our Gojo-funded shopping spree. Which means nothing starchy or stiff. Thus, no formal stuff. And when asked about my shoe options, I unhelpfully show off my skater shoes that are in no way even the tiniest bit professional. So, I’ll need shoes, too. Green eyes shining with something I can’t quite name—not mischief, but also nothing innocent—Akemi slaps her hands down on my countertops. “You know what this means?" she asks, voice tinged with excitement. “Err—” “Shopping trip!” I perk up at the thought. Oh, those two magical words. I mean… I do still have a few of my own funds to dip into. And the expense is necessary. So, a little shopping can’t hurt… right? I wiggle in my seat, excited. I used to love going shopping with friends, way back when. Honestly, I miss those trips to our local mall, trying on the ugliest clothes we could find and snatching deals off of the discount racks. It makes me a little homesick… Takuma calls out to us from my sleeping platform, where he’s got Mrs. Ukki clutched in his lap, petting her leaves lovingly. I’m always so amazed at how much he loves that damn plant. He babies it every time he comes over. Honestly, I think he visits just to see it. “Yeah, you girls can count me out. Not interested in being roped into the bag boy. Again,” he grouses, eyeing his sister with a glower. “You an’ Ma worked me to the bone last time.” “Just consider it strength training, Takkun. If you can hold that many kilos of clothing for six hours straight, imagine the damage you can do to Curses!” she responds, voice a little evil. I jump in before they can start with their usual sibling bickering. “That’s fine,” I tell him, pacifying them both in one fell swoop. “I don’t want to make you do something you want. But you’ll have to come back over later to let us back into the Veil.”

Enjoy!

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Update (2/23)

I'll be updating tomorrow evening instead of today. Sorry! Someday, I'll post on time, I promise. 😖

Running into a few issues with the pacing of this chapter, so I'm adding in a few little odds and ends to pad it out and make it less awkward. Sometimes I don't realize how jarring a tonal shift is until the whole chapter is assembled. Lol. And my chapter assembly was pushed back two days because of the below reasons. Thought I could hammer it out, but it proved too much to handle in the short time I was left with.

This week has been crazy busy for me. First and foremost, I discovered that Discord is no longer hosting images for third parties. Which I didn't realize until I went to preview my chapter, and the banner wasn't appearing at all. And then the background in the work skins broke. So, I had to go through and relocate all of my images to Squidge (which is more efficient, anyway). Then I had to change over all of the source links for the work skins, and the image banners (for REARRANGED and REALIGNED both) in every single individual chapter. This took me the better part of two days to get ironed out. Hence being so behind.

This ended up being a blessing, though, because I used the opportunity to go ahead and finish out my banner. It's now in full color, so yay! I'm pretty proud of the finished product, considering that I had to redo all of the linework from the manga panel I used (b/c of the low image quality). I also colored using greyscale, which is probably a no-no. But it was the quickest way to get it all finished out and ready for action.

On top of that, I had to work a double this week, so my writing/planning/everything else time was cut by quite a lot.

So... yeah.

Also, friendly note: this upcoming chapter marks a pretty big occasion for the fanfic. We officially have our first bit of sexual content! The rating has changed to 'Explicit' to mark this, and we now have 'Explicit Sexual Content' in the tags. Yay!

This week's update was a clusterfuck. Oops.

In other news, I'll be opening up my Discord to the public in the near future. So... there's that, I guess?

Update (2/24)

Had to work another double again today. Haven't had access to my laptop all day. I hate my job 😖

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Cut Content (REALIGNED: Crimson, pt. 1)

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An excerpt taken from the original version of this chapter of REALIGNED:

*Spoilers Below*

The story underwent some pretty heavy revisions in its latter stages, which is part of why the second part is taking so long to get out. Gotta work out the kinks. This story was one seriously kinky bastard. Oof. And, honestly, I'm thinking of extending it to a third part. Because I completely lack self-control.

Here is a glimpse of the original draft:

:.:

“You’re a special vampire, right? The most powerful one in the world? Your blood can heal her! I—"

“Go home. Be with her until the end,” he cuts me off, tone cold.

“I can’t!”

“Please,” I plead to him, hand reaching up to grasp at the leg of his black slacks. “Whatever you want in exchange, I’ll give it to you. You can drink me until nothing is left, or hunt me for sport. Or turn me into a mindless slave. Just please don’t let my sister die.”

The inhumanly beautiful creature in front of me surprises me when he reaches down. I half expect him to snap my neck, and I flinch away from him. Instead, a firm hand lands atop my head, threading into my hair. And those long, lithe fingers curl into the strands, giving him leverage to tug my head back gently, just enough that I can see his face. His glasses have slipped down his nose, revealing his gaze to me.

And I have to resist the urge to gasp. When I’d read that he was a vampire, I’d been expecting monstrous red eyes with slits for pupils, like the demons in religious imagery. But they aren’t the color of blood. I’m disarmed by how heartbreakingly, breathtakingly blue they are. The same color as ancient glacial ice. Or the sky in the early hours of dawn. And all I can do is hold his unwavering stare.

He laughs softly, like he hears some joke that I can’t. And he stoops so that his great height isn’t so intimidating. For a moment, he’s not larger than life; he’s simply a man. That hand in my hair reaches down to cup my cheek, thumb cresting the delicate bones there with feather softness. “You’re obstinate just like your father, aren’t you?” he comments. And I have to wonder again where and when he’d first met my father. But then again, dad had been a vampire hunter. So maybe it’s best if I don’t know. “You’d give me anything if I healed your mother? Anything at all? Don’t you know it’s a terrible idea to offer a blank check as payment?”

I hold firm, never looking away. “There isn’t a single thing that I’m not willing to trade, not when it means my sister and mother are happy and healthy.”

“Even if I devoured you right now?” he ponders delicately. “You wouldn’t even know if I kept my word.”

“I've heard that you're a man of your word, from my father. I know you’d honor your promise, even if I’m not around to see it.”

Gojo hums, thinking. I can see a line form between the delicate white of his eyebrows. And he tilts his head, like a cat contemplating a mouse under its paw. Finally, he pulls away, standing back to his original height. “Well, with such a glowing review from the world’s best vampire hunter, how could I resist your plea?”

He’s… going to help me, I realize with a much lighter heart. Disbelief courses through my veins, winding its way through the chambers of my heart as it pounds behind my ribs. But it’s the relieved sort of disbelief, like I’d received the greatest gift I could’ve. And I suppose that I have.

But he’s serious as he looks down at me. “Of course, everything has its price. A life for a life,” he offers me, extending his hand.

There’s not even a moment where I doubt. I grasp his hand, marveling at how warm and soft it is. And the vampire helps me to my feet, and I know that my world has changed in a way that I can never undo. But it’s okay. Because my sister is going to live.

He tells me not to regret my choice. I won't; I refuse to.

:.:

Reader-chan is much less aware of the realities of vampires in this version, and I disliked it because I felt like this iteration of her was too naive. There was too much of a knowledge/power gap between her and Gojo for the relationship to be balanced and equal later on. So her backstory was altered, and she was given a bit more insight on vamp society.

And she was given a nice little power upgrade, too. *wink, wink*. I still have to overhaul chapter 1. Then the next chapter of this two(maybe three)-parter should be out in a week or so, the writing gods willing.

Fun fact: this is my first foray into SatoSugu as well. So, yeah... IDK how I did with them. But working on this triad piece has made me wanna write more of just these two, without Reader-chan, because they're so damn cute.

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