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siriuslysatorusimping · 3 months

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What is Kurisaki Rinko to you?

I DID IT. I WROTE IT. I FOUND SOME INSPIRATION FAIRIES AND KNOCKED THIS OUT. THANK YOU TO THE ANON WHO ASKED THIS QUESTION.

Pre-Shibuya

Gojo Satoru

He raised his eyebrows at the question.

“Huh?” he asked, grasping his chin lightly. “Kurisaki-chan? Strong sorcerer. Lives up to the Special Grade 1 rank easily. Great person. Probably the best person I know, actually. She looks out for the people she cares about, especially her students. Best teacher Kyoto ever had.” He smirked slightly. “One of the only people to catch me by surprise, land a hit. A menace, really. A good friend. One- my best friend. She’s my best friend.”

Nanami Kento

A deep sigh escaped his lips, his brow furrowed in clear irritation.

“Annoying,” he replied, his monotone voice almost sounding amused. “But I trust her. She’s stronger than she thinks she is, and I would trust her with my life. She’s also one of the only jujutsu sorcerers I respect, even though she’s probably crazier than most. She’s also an incredible teacher. Her students have always loved her. I got to see that first-hand.” He cleared his throat, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. “And a dear friend. She’s a very dear friend.”

Fushiguro Megumi

He scowled at the question, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly.

“A lot of people think you could pass for being her kid since you look similar-”

“She’s not my mom,” he snapped, his scowl deepening. “She’s my cousin. She’s taught me a lot—more than Gojo-sensei has. She’s a great teacher.”

Zenin Maki

Her eyes narrowed at the question before she shrugged.

“We’re related,” she stated. “She took me in when I ran away from my shit family. She’s done a lot for me. Helped me in more ways than I can say.” The teen gripped the kendo sword in her hands tightly. “She’s taught me more than anyone else. Not just about being a jujutsu sorcerer, either. She’s a great teacher.”

Zenin Mai

Suspicion filled the girl’s expression for a moment.

“Why do you wanna know?” she asked, crossing her arms defensively. “She’s- we’re distantly related. She taught me when she was at Kyoto Tech. And-” she trailed off, a frown pulling at her lips, “she’s looked out for me. Always tries to make sure to check in on me. She cares. She’s a great- she’s the best teacher I’ve ever had.”

Okkotsu Yuuta

“Rinko-san is amazing!”

They’d barely finished the question before the teenager answered, sounding overly enthusiastic.

“She’s really kind,” he continued excitedly. “She always checks on me to ask me how I’m doing. She’s strong enough to trick Gojo-sensei. She landed a hit on him, which I haven’t really seen anyone else do before. She’s a great teacher, too. I learned a lot from her about cursed energy when she taught us last year.”

Inumaki Toge

He grinned widely, shrugging.

“Tuna mayo,” he stated.

“Is- that good?”

“Salmon,” he replied, his grin widening. “Tuna mayo.”

Itadori Yuuji

He shrugged slightly, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“I- don’t know Rinko-san that well,” he admitted. “But Nanamin respects her a lot. Gojo-sensei likes her, too. Fushiguro won’t admit it, but he kinda drifts towards her when she’s around. She’s really nice. One of the nicest people I’ve met besides Gojo-sensei. And she’s a really good teacher. Fushiguro and Zenin-san learned from her, I think.”

Kugisaki Nobara

The girl shrugged absently.

“I don’t really know her that well,” she admitted, tilting her head to the side. “She seems cool. Maki-san likes her a lot. She does spend a lot of time with that blindfolded idiot, though. But she’s a good teacher, from what Maki-san says.”

Todo Aoi

The boy smirked easily, chuckling under his breath.

“A strong sorcerer,” he asserted. “One of the strongest you’ll meet, though she doesn’t see it that way. She- she’ll do anything to protect the people she cares about, especially us. Kurisaki-sensei is an incredible teacher.”

Post-Shibuya

Gojo Satoru

He squinted at them, scowling at the question.

“You mean Gojo Rinko?” he asked, his scowl growing when they just shrugged. “I convinced her to marry me, ya know. I’m her husband-”

“Fine,” they sighed, exasperated. “What is Gojo Rinko to you?”

A smug grin pulled at his lips now.

“My best friend,” he declared proudly. “The strongest woman I’ve ever known. The only person who puts up with me without complaining.” He paused, his grin widening until he looked like a dopey puppy. “The love of my life. She’s the most incredible person I know, and I- wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for her. She’s the most important person in my life.”

Fushiguro Megumi

He cleared his throat uncomfortably, shuffling his feet.

“She’s- my cousin." He rubbed the back of his neck and coughed. “She- she’s always been there for me. One of- one of the most important people in my life. I- I don’t know if I’d be here if it weren’t for her.”

Zenin Maki

She gave a nonchalant shrug, looking bored.

“My cousin,” she replied easily, staring at them calmly. “She’s taught me a lot. Took me in when I needed to get away from the clan. Always-” the teen paused, releasing a quiet sigh, “never- got upset with me when I was angry. And- she really tried to look out for me and my sister. One of the most important people in my life.”

Okkotsu Yuuta

His brow furrowed slightly as he thought.

“Rinko-san is one of the strongest people I know,” he stated firmly, nodding to himself. “She cares a lot about all of us, too. Looks out for us so much, making sure we’re all okay. Even though she knows we can take care of ourselves, she checks on us and makes sure we’re okay. She’s become one of the most important people in my life.”

Inumaki Toge

“Tuna mayo!” he exclaimed, grinning widely.

“That’s- that’s still a good thing, right?”

“Salmon!”

“Can I get some of those flashcards you gave her-?”

Itadori Yuuji

“She’s our new Principal,” he stated, smiling slightly. “She was someone Nanamin had a lot of respect for, and she clearly cared about him, too. She’s really strong, but she pushes herself too much. I think- I think she does it for us. To try to protect us. She and Gojo-sensei are really similar in that way. She cares about us a lot. She- I don’t remember my mom, but she kinda reminds me of a mom. She’s become one of the most important people in my life.”

Kugisaki Nobara

She gave a careless shrug.

“I honestly still don’t know her all that well,” the girl admitted. “But she’s really strong. Special Grade 1’s aren’t really something to mess with. She’s our new Principal, and she’s doing a really good job so far. I don’t think there could have been a better choice for it. She still spends too much time with that blindfolded idiot, though. Can’t believe she decided to marry a guy like him, but they seem happy I guess?”

Ino Takuma

He rubbed the back of his neck.

“I, ah, don’t know Kurisaki-san that well,” he admitted uneasily.

Gojo Satoru’s voice chimed from somewhere in the distance, “It’s Gojo Rinko now-!”

“But Nanami-san had a lot of respect for her, and they were really good friends.” Ino swallowed thickly. “She- asked me to teach here at Tokyo Tech after she became the Principal. She said Nanami-san would approve, that he’d be proud to see me helping the next generation of sorcerers. She’s- a really kind person. I’m grateful she decided to give me this chance.”

You can take Toge's responses from my cold, dead hands.

Did you guys like the two different themes? I thought it'd be cool to have the pre-Shibuya version focused on them saying she's a good teacher, and then the post-Shibuya version talking about how she's important in their lives 🥹 Notice how Gojo and Megumi said they wouldn't be here without her 🥺🥺

It's also official, Ino will be the new first-year teacher at Tokyo Tech 😊

#rinko kurisaki fanclub #rinko kurisaki #rinko kurisaki is a lil bean but also a lil shit but we love her so much #rinko kurisaki aka my favorite oc i've ever written #gojo rinko #gojo simping for rinko so hard #we love it #another level #another level extras #gojo satoru x original female character #rinko is a gojo now #gojo x original female character #gojo x ofc #megumi is rinko's og lil bean and he loves her so much #she's not just his cousin she's his mom now #jjk fanfic #nanami and rinko #nanami is literally so done with her

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peachcitt · 11 months

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“Consider me pressured,” he says, plucking a cigarette from the carton and placing it between his lips. He gestures for the lighter in her lap.

“Well, don’t smoke just because I said so,” she says. “It’s not a good habit to start.”

“It’s a habit I already have,” Adrien says, his lips pulling sheepish around the cigarette that he’s artfully dangling at the edge of his mouth. “I’m just letting you pressure me into it again.”

“As long as it’s not your first,” she says, leaning forward and cupping one hand around the end of his cigarette, using the other to flick the lighter on.

His golden eyelashes brush his cheekbones as he inhales. “It would’ve been a pleasure to have you as my first,” he murmurs, looking up at her as smoke curls out from his lips.

from chapter 13 of my fic greatest hits :)<3

#greatest hits #ladrien #ladynoir #ml #miraculous ladybug #ml art #my art #ever since i wrote this scene ive been wanted to draw a comic of it #i could just see it so vividly in my head -#sometimes when i write scenes like this (most times when i write actually) i kind of visualize it like a movie in my mind?#complete with camera shifts and focuses- writing words down is me trying to translate that image #and sometimes writing it down is not enough so i gotta draw it instead #in a beautiful future i think i would like working on some sort of animated show #so i could write out the story and also see it happen the way i want it to #anyway yeah here’s that scene from greatest hits aka one of my favorite scenes #ignore how inconsistent adrien looks. chalk it up to his hair getting messier in the wind

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chimerahyperfix · 2 months

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RECIPE OF THE DAY

[OR: This was the most upsetting alternate looper option]

Long post because i have been cooking this in my brain for like, two months, and it's all-consuming. Also I'm not in the Discord yet because Anxiety so my ramblings had to go somewhere, and what better than one big fucking post yknow. I cast spell of fuck you mind blast on the tag/lh /j

TLDR for below: Siffrin words his wish differently, Bonnie gets trapped in a time-loop, and despite saying they're in a timeloop repeatedly nothing works and no one can help them. The normal ISAT absolute horrors ensue.

CONTENT WARNINGS: the normal ISAT tags [death, violence and trauma, suicide, self harm and unreality], Notable Pin on child endangerment and death, poisoning.

most of these get discussed ^ even if shortly

SO. THIS AU.

This is it this is my big one. Ignore me pushing the literal 12 other isat aus I have into a pile pls this is THE big one. I’m looking at the note I’ve stored all this lore in on my notes app,and it’s like. 35 fucking pages?

I've looked at a ton of alternate looper aus [that's part of the hyperfixation babeyyyy I need to consume ALL content forever and ever and ever] and I was like “oohhhh I wanna do that!!” So I literally just listened to music until I caught an idea and yikes. Looking at the AUs playlist now [it’s about 100 songs! Oops!] and I’m like [cartoony image of me laying face first on the floor]

This is a bit scattered because I wrote it over 3 days instead of working on the fic I’m supposed to be writing ooopsieeeee. Ramblings belowvvvvvvvvvv

It begins as simply as the game does. No one knows how to wish properly; so Siffrin wishes, because they know how to. The same folded leaf, repeated three times wish. Close to what is said in canon; different enough for the Universe to read it differently. No longer does Siffrin loop, because the wish isn’t about him, it’s about Bonnie and their sister. Siffrin’s wish is construed as “I wish Bonnie’s wish would come true,” and even if the Universe can’t hold onto Bonnie’s wish as they did it wrong, it CAN hold onto Siffrin’s.

And that’s the base point: EVERY LOOP, Siffrin wishes, because he wishes after he talks to them and that's where they loop back to, and its wish craft goes to Bonnie. A recipe for disaster with how much time they have!

They loop back when Siffrin gets crushed by the rock, because they can’t win while being down a party member. When they touch a tear, or when the sadnesses get the jump on the party and they all go down, or when they use the dagger equivalent [a poisoned snack], or when they get to the King. They Never Beat The King. Think SASASAaP but ISAT.

Bonnie doesn’t fight with craft, but rather craft-infused weapons. The wok and their pan for rock, a pair of kitchen shears for scissors and a cookbook for paper. Snacks for healing and buffs. And they have a cool friend that lives in the favor tree! [they get in fistfights like every five loops. Maybe it would be funny, someone just as willing to spar with them instead of trying to find the right words they can’t find because they’re a kid, if their friend wasn’t ALSO another version of themself, which bonnie clocks pretty late.] They pick up little quirks from their friends, like biting their nails like Belle, and puffing up to look bigger like Isa and stealing Dile's curses and closing an eye to match Frin's in focus. And maybe they start forgetting a little bit, just a little! The same thing over and over will get to you.

So everything essentially boils down to this. Bonnie specifically needs to be strong enough to beat the King, as the rest of the party doesn’t keep experience through loops. For a good chunk of the loops, they take advantage of Siffrin asking them if they need help and drag him into a training lesson that slowly goes from a whole emotional conversation to them quietly listening to Siffrin’s every word. [Siffrin fills this silence with random star facts that pop into their mind. This Is Important It WILL Be On The Test] Eventually the training becomes too tedious, so they start sneaking off to go fight sadnesses— and eventually just punch trees, which busts their knuckles— to get stronger faster! Everything goes downhill from there, with them forgetting to make food to them sneaking out at night to fight more to them getting reckless and uncaring; it snowballs down into “oh this could be considered suicidal confidence”.

Every loop, you say "hey, I'm trapped in a time loop", and EVERY time it is a big emotional thing that exhausts you to the point of going to bed immediately after, and everyone gets antsy and worried, and in the end the anxiety and trouble NEVER ends up mattering because the King still flattens the party every time. [And (shuffling through the sea of my notes for the au), imagine this from their situation for a second; Today, you tell your friends you are trapped in a time loop. They drag you into a long, uncomfortable conversation that makes you cry, and you go to bed with a full stomach and the knowledge they will protect you, and you will protect them. You make sure he doesn't get squashed by a boulder, you make sure they find the key, you make sure they don't die. Tomorrow, you will tell your friends you are trapped in a time loop. They will drag you into a long, uncomfortable conversation that will make you cry, and you will go to bed with a full stomach and the knowledge they've failed to protect you, but they're trying this loop, and you'll still protect them anyway.]

And then the King fight. He grabs them and he kills them and it fucks them up. [it fucks them up, until it too happens again and again, and eventually it simply is just another obstacle you must pass, because the second his stupid hand wraps around you like a ragdoll it’s over, so you just spit in his face to make him press the trigger immediately and not drag it out for forever- imagine the most traumatic event in your entire life, repeated over and over, until it looses all meaning. It’s still traumatic, it’s sewn into your brain forever you will never forget this.]

They tell the party ‘hey, I just got murdered’, and if this au was ISAT, it would go from having a memory that gave everyone a defense buff to a memory that literally stops you from winning, randomly attaching to a party member. You couldn’t get rid of it. They’d take every hit for you, and you’d have to loop back, because you couldn’t win with an unremovable memory like that. and that’s why they stop saying things, because if the people you loved would die to protect you, something you don’t want and have the ability to stop, would you stop them?

And so everything collapses, and from that point [the start of act 4] it collapses fast.

WHICH LEADS US TO ENDLESS MY FAVORITE LITTLE THANG

if this is transparent or not I don’t fucking know and honestly. After 2 hours of fighting ibisPaint X to make it transparent I stopped caring. o7

Slight design notes tangent: the fucking. Wispy things around their limbs just kinda move around them- yknow because black holes pull things in and they are one. Their like,,,, face spike design??? Question mark on what 2 call it? It’s designed to look like their hair lol. The little star-dot things on their knuckles are important smile. Eventually I’ll post a full thing 4 them (I have like 2 pages of random doodles of them it’s craaazy)

Endless (or Ness, later on) is Bonnie’s loop-alike. They’re a little angry hater and I based them on the song Black Hole Sun [therefore they double-dip in the space theming, the little scoundrel! Imagine being both a black hole and a partial eclipse!! Damn why you taking all the space theming for!!] which was the song the whole AU was based on! Woah! Damn you carrying ALL the out of AU lore in you! They’re anger over fear while Bonnie is fear over anger.

They make me SO fucking upset. Like. I’m not being funny anymore. This is THE most upsetting character I’ve ever written. They make me cry. My entire schtik is making horror and this little creature is the most upset I've ever been at a creation of mine.

Endless is a Bonnie who, without exaggerating, literally imploded from having too much wish craft in them— hence the black hole theme. They went through an unreasonable amount of loops [i think I noted down 400??? Probably not that many, but hey, leveling is slow when half the time you rely on a scripted event that has like 3 enemies. Never really pinned anything down, but it’s a CRAZY upsetting amount.] and just couldn’t win,, and they eventually broke, and begged for it to stop— and, well, with so much wish craft in them, even without the proper rituals the Universe just couldn’t ignore ALL this wish craft, overflowing, in one spot. They asked for help and it killed them.

And then they were at the tree! And they’re helping a DIFFERENT Bonnie, who they’re upset at because what. What why is this happening? They asked for it to stop, not for a whole NEW Bonnie to exist and to do it all over again, what is this what, stop stop it. And they have to keep watching Siffrin wish, and doom them to their endless loop, and they have to tell Bonnie no, the party can’t help them like they want the party to do because the party never could help them, and it’s just going to bring them distress and heartache. Bonnie does it anyways, until the very beginning of act 4: it goes downhill from there, until they’re worried This Bonnie will end up like THEM.

They’re not the most self-confident type. They give themself the most un-nicknameable name [Bonnie still finds one that fits— Ness. They reluctantly accept it.] [Endless vc: Ness? Like? From Earthbound???] they can think of because nicknames are a love language and they speak it, and they don't think they deserve it anymore because they've Changed, and trade out the nicknames they have for the party for things they learned from Siffrin in their own many many training loops: The Sun, The Moon, The Star, The Sky, and Bonnie is Supernova, because its cool as hell and Siffrin told them that’s what happens when a star dies, and they died. Open foreshadowing. They take to closing the same eye they made Siffrin the Star loose, because if he doesn’t get to see anymore neither should they— even if that eventually becomes a natural thing, something they do now to focus. They talk about a sister they have— had, because their world is gone and she never got unfrozen, they never learned if she was alive under all that icy craft or not, and they’re not Bonnie anymore. Ness is Bonnie, but Bonnie is not Ness.

And so, when act 5 hits, they’re desperate. They can’t see it happen again, because it erased them as a person and it was terrifying enough why would you want to see it happen again? they prepare to storm the house, bevause theyre strong enough to tear it apart themself, get stopped by the party, and essentially they’ve replaced Bonnie for a loop; which would be okay, if failing didn’t mean there would probably be Two Endlesses and No Bonnie’s. By the end of the au, Bonnie, lvl 99, is like bringing a brick to a stare down. Endless, in comparison, is like bringing a bazooka to a fistfight. They can’t face the King, they can’t, it would probably mess something up [the party has them pinned as being a kid by this point— wether they realise Ness acts a lot like Bonnie or not, who knows] so they panic and wave the party off into the King’s room and fights off the remaining sadnesses to calm down.

And the Party brings Bonnie down, and they fight a fake version of their sister [who they win against, even if barely, because Nille is their sister and damnit, Nille would never hurt them, not after giving up her life for them] and they have a breakdown, and then there's two of them. There's Bonnie and there's Ness. Bonnie confronts them and they get in ANOTHER fistfight, bveause how else would two angry ultra-powerful preteens settle things, and Bonnie convinces them to come along, because their identity has been found out and damnit Nille really won't care, Ness is her sibling too.

[Nille approaches the situation carefully, but Bonnie is right: Nille sees the two of them and immediately decides she has two siblings and she wants to protect them. Both of them went through so, so much, and they saved the country and damnit it would be monstrous to throw Ness out to the wolves because they Changed. Aka I was physically incapable of letting Ness dissapear or have a bad ending they deserve the world too.]

I just I jsutt. Auguhghghghhh. au too big in my brain spill it out on the floor it goes everywhere. When you hyperfix on your own au

#isat #in stars and time #isat au #isat bonnie #<- this is abt them. uh oh.#recipe of the day #anyways the au title is based on a shitty joke I made once #also “”’hey chef what’s for dinner? slop! slime!’#something something the recipe of the day is timeloop soup. yknow. a timeloop au. and soup…….#who let me in the kitchen. someone take me out before I burn the place down #I have. so many thoughts about this au #most of which boil down to me screaming and crying #I know there are multiple other AUs where Bonnie loops but counterpoint #has an alt looper au ever not had the looper wish?#[pushing divine intervention behind me. no that does not exist in this question]#I really like twisting au tropes on their heads :)#‘I don’t want to tread on other ppls ideas’ handshake ‘three month au hyperfix lets fucking go let’s yap’#they can and will coexist heart emoji.#I think about this au a lot. I’m cooking so much art #(yknow. aside from being the worlds slowest artist. oop)#I’ll prob post abt it every now and then (aka when I finish the fucking art)#but for now. laying my au cards down #endless is my favorite little being ever rn they’re such a little hater

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batolusa · 11 months

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Watched the Among us stream of EE. Funniest Shit I’ve ever seen. Have some miscellaneous doodles about the shenanigans and some other random stuff I drew

#epithet erased #epithet erased fanart #zora salazar #molly blyndeff #ramsey murdoch #Among us #my artsy #I couldn’t help myself #When I saw Dawn aka Zora’s va with the little cowboy hat I fucking died #funniest shit I’v ever seen #No I don’t have a favorite -covers the page with many Zoras-#Bato finally doing lineart and coloring ? wow #digital art

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allyyxe · 5 months

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I like how most Indian movies have no representation whatsoever and gangubai kathiawadi has a transgender nemesis, prostitution, mafia, gangs, politics and much more and the book it's based on is literally " mafia queens of Mumbai "

#gangubai kathiawadi #aka my favorite dark movie ever #appreciate it #watch it #absorb it #shitposts <3

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rainymoodlet · 1 year

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top story tonight: quirked up white boy with a little bit of swag busts down sexual style. is he goated with the sauce? 🎮

#ts4 #ts4 screenshots #ts4 cas #ts3 to ts4 #cycl0ne sw0rd #simblr #aka i was randomly possessed to make my favorite absolute favorite townie from ts3 bc i've been breeding unicorns for fun COUGH #he is my favorite he is my world he is my everything #had to put him in the socks and sandals yo #but seriously boyo here is one of my favorites - i randomly decided he was my sim's soulmate 30000 years ago #best spouse i ever had in-game ever #THIS IS ALL I GOT FOR TODAY RN I'M SO SORRY HAVE A YT BOY WHO SMELLS FUNKY

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the-gayest-sky-kid · 4 months

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dazai and chuuya judge your takes idk

#these are some of my favorite reactions images ever theyre up there with that was just like in persona (x) dazai someone died #(none of you have ever seen those)#anyway i made these a while ago to go with an atsushi one ever made and its about time they be released to the public. aka im bored #my art :d

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valentronic · 7 months

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some stuff for one of my saw aus I completely neglected to post >_>

basic gist is having lawrence be the antagonist of jigsaw/saw 8, and have mark be the villain of spiral, with william as his new apprentice ! so here’s some costume design ref and also team spiral together :] (referenced from a bts image from bloodthirst, which is. not a very good movie)

#robo art #saw #lawrence gordon #jigsaw #mark hoffman #william schenk #aka #william emmerson #ignore mark’s fuckass bob he hasn’t been out in a while #shout out to old insane dilfs that want each other dead #gotta be one of my favorite genders #spiral: from the book of saw #larry has a modified hacksaw for a cane because he’s extra and he’s never getting over the bathroom ever

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bylrndgm · 1 year

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written in the stars

byler week 2023 | day v: secret identities concept: byler and planets

#byler #byler gif #byler edit #bylerweek2023 #Day 5 Secret Identities #mine:gif #mine #no but like. sorry to all my greek followers / people who know greek - if i got something wrong it's wikipedia's fault #this is like one of my favorite post ever #and i had so much fun making it #creative process: i just thought of trying out something new aka: one gif in one canvas but with transparent gutters and well #this is how it was made

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siriuslysatorusimping · 2 months

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Make a God Bleed (Another Level - Installment 1)

Summary:

“Can you beat him?” “Don’t be ridiculous,” she whispered back. “Of course I can’t.” She was well aware that she was nothing but a weak insect in his eyes. But even the smallest, weakest fly can serve as a strong annoyance when it’s smart enough. - He spat on the ground, blood mixing with his saliva as he wiped across his mouth with the back of his hand. Fury was clear in his eyes now as they glared at her. She’d not only landed two hits, but she’d extended their fight long enough that people saw her land two hits on the great Gojo Satoru. Saw her make him bleed. That alone was enough to take her to nirvana.

AN: I've decided to go ahead and start cross-posting this here on Tumblr 😊 I'll probably set a cadence to have it available here, but the entire reason I didn't post this on Tumblr originally is because how difficult it is to keep track and organize things here 😭

I also realized today that this installment has hit 600 kudos on AO3 and I can't thank you guys enough 😭💕

Another Level Masterlist | Kiko's Masterlist | You can also read Gojo's perspective of the follow-up: Menace

Make a God Bleed 2006

Anticipation was buzzing through the air when Yaga-sensei pulled the first name.

“Gojo Satoru,” he called, looking up only briefly. Murmurs broke out around the group, everyone knowing that whoever faced the Six Eyes had already lost. Silence fell once again as the second name was called: “Kurisaki Rinko.”

Iori Utahime let out a small scoff, nudging Rinko when they heard the latter’s name called. The former had been ecstatic to see Rinko when she’d arrived, having thrown her arms around her neck in a tight hug. Two years her senior, Hime had been assigned to the Tokyo location while she awaited her full-time assignment. Both let their eyes fall on Rinko’s opponent.

The small, round sunglasses on his face hid his eyes from them for the most part. But it didn’t take seeing his eyes to tell that Gojo Satoru was bored. And he wasn’t afraid to show it.

“D’you think you can beat him?” Hime breathed, her eyes narrowing as Gojo’s head turned in their direction. A smirk slid to his face as he waved at Utahime smugly, but Rinko could feel him assessing her as well. The bored expression returned immediately as his gaze slid over her form, turning away as he let out a dramatic sigh. “You can take him down?”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Rinko whispered back. Hime knew as well as everyone else present that she was no match for someone with his gifts. “Of course I can’t.”

But she could put up one hell of a fight.

Gojo had tried to get out of participating in the exchange event. Apparently, he’d said something along the lines of not wanting to ‘have to hold back for weaklings.’

But according to Hime, this was part of his punishment for failing to cast a veil the week prior when he’d been sent to find out where she and Mei Mei had disappeared to.

Rinko remembered. It had been all over the news.

Still, there was no logical way someone could argue that he wasn’t the strongest. His arrogance would irritate her more if she didn’t know it was earned. Or at least, justified.

Instead of angering her, it made her want to test him. Push him to a limit. She was well aware that she was nothing but a weak insect in his eyes. But even the smallest, weakest fly can serve as a strong annoyance when it’s smart enough.

As they stood opposite one another, he let his head loll to the side as he sighed dramatically again. He wanted her to know just how little she meant. Just how unimportant and unworthy of his time he found her.

But she didn’t mind. It would make messing with him more fun.

She wouldn’t win this fight, but she wasn’t going to hand him the victory.

“Ahh,” he began loudly, running his hand through his hair. He wasn’t looking at her, instead absently looking in the direction Geto Suguru and his opponent had gone. “Let’s just get this over with. You can surrender, ya know. No one would fault you. I’m not one to hold back just because you’re weak, so if you get hurt, don’t blame me.”

A small smirk found its way to her lips now, tilting her own head to the side as she stared back at his face.

“Same goes to you.”

His eyebrows shot up at her reply, and he let out a small chuckle.

“Bold,” he said, grinning now. “But it won’t help you. I won’t hold back, then.”

She waited for him to rush forward, activating her own energy as he closed in on her. Taking a quick breath, she knew she had to act fast. One hit from him would likely take her out.

Her tactic, which she’d determined as soon as she’d heard her name called as his opponent, was just to stay on defense. The fight only ended when one of them could no longer continue, or one of them tapped out. And if she could stay out of his reach, she could drag this fight out long enough to infuriate him and push him to a limit he likely hadn’t been pushed to before.

Most people, Rinko knew, would try to go on the offense with him. Believing that forcing him onto the defensive was best. But the issue with that tactic was that he would always be able to outmaneuver them and overpower them.

He was arrogant, but it was a warranted arrogance. The only one she’d heard of ever coming close to beating him in a fight was Geto, who she believed was currently beating the ever-living shit out of one of her classmates.

Dodging his first hit, she felt her energy split, and just as his second punch made contact, she switched places with her duplicate. She negated her energy immediately, letting her double dissipate as she let out a low whistle.

“That’s quite a punch,” she called, watching his back tense as he turned to stare at her. “Almost had me.”

Almost killed me, she thought to herself.

If she’d taken the full brunt of that, it would have at least knocked her out for the day. And he’d put almost no cursed energy into the hit, which was anything but comforting.

His brow furrowed, but he rushed her again, this time appearing behind her in less than a second. Focusing quickly, she swapped with another double, watching as he clenched his jaw as his fist came in contact with what he could immediately tell wasn’t her.

The dance continued with her on constant defense, just as she’d planned. In an outright brawl, she was laughably outmatched. But in a dance like this? She could waste his time all day. And revel in the frustration that began to ooze off of him in waves.

Eventually, Rinko noticed that a crowd had gathered around them, all the other fights having ended already. Geto Suguru stood on the sidelines, a smug look on his face as she dodged and weaved. In a few moments of insanity, she even stopped using her technique to avoid a few of his hits just for kicks.

She was taking too many risks, but the clear irritation on Gojo’s face was fueling her.

Finally, he paused his attacks as his face set into a hard line. He’d noticed the crowd as well and was clearly annoyed to be the last one going.

Especially when everyone thought his fight would be over before it started.

And really, it was. She’d already accepted her defeat. But she was going to have fun with it. Something she could truly say she was doing. It was exhilarating watching his expression shift as he growled quietly with each punch that failed to hit.

“What are you?” he asked, clearly still trying to sound bored. His face was covered in sweat, and he discarded his sunglasses to wipe his brow. Tucking the lenses in his jacket pocket, he now stared at her with the full power of the legendary Six Eyes. “Let’s just end this, you clearly can’t win.”

Her grin was wide, adrenaline coursing through her still.

“Kurisaki Rinko, Grade 3 jujutsu sorcerer,” she called back, an insane idea overtaking her brain. An incredibly stupid idea. “And I know I can’t beat you. But that was never the point.”

He scowled at her now, opening his mouth to reply, but she took her chance and swapped quickly so she could land a blow to the back of his head. Her hunch had been correct, he was distracted enough to not have his Infinity active.

“I just wanted to make a god bleed.”

Bringing her other leg up, she kicked him in the face and then retreated before he could retaliate. She let out a small breath of relief as she moved, already creating another duplicate to swap with at the first sign of his movement.

Back on the defensive, she scolded herself. That had been a foolish, dangerous risk.

He spat on the ground, blood mixing with his saliva as he wiped across his mouth with the back of his hand. Fury was clear in his eyes now as they glared at her. She’d not only landed two hits, but she’d extended their fight long enough that people saw her land two hits on the great Gojo Satoru. Saw her make him bleed.

That alone was enough to take her to nirvana.

Because his furious expression conveyed something else as his jaw set in determination.

She’d embarrassed him.

Essentially doing the equivalent of poking an already irritated bear with a stick.

The rush she felt was truly intoxicating.

Now when he rushed her, his eyes glowed, his movements somehow even faster than before. Just barely dodging out of the way, she somehow anticipated his feigned follow-up and moved just in time to avoid his fist before it caved her skull in.

Backflipping away, she panted, knowing she had to keep moving if she wanted to survive. As soon as she felt the shift in energy, she switched places with her last duplicate, already pouring her energy into creating more.

Adrenaline and fear were pushing her forward. The distinct knowledge that one mistake would cost her dearly brought an almost manic glee to her chest.

She’d never had this much fun.

Letting her confidence grow just slightly, she reduced the use of her duplicates further, relying on her physical dodging, telling herself it was the best training she’d ever get. Still, she kept them waiting in the wings just in case.

A few of his blows made contact, causing her to wince in pain, but she allowed herself to retaliate once or twice, only to be stopped by his very active Infinity. After each failed blow, she used her duplicate to ensure her escape.

Her breath was coming in pants now, and she took advantage of his short pause in his assault to assess her remaining doubles. Dedicating part of her mind to replacing her newly destroyed third, she kept her primary focus on Gojo and his movements.

Exhaustion was setting in slowly, and she knew the only reason she was still going was the adrenaline coursing through her.

There was a sudden, immense shift in his cursed energy. Her gaze snapped to his face, seeing rage burning in his bright eyes. His right hand was held in front of his torso, two fingers pointed towards the sky as he spoke quietly: “Cursed Technique Amplification: Blue.”

The statement made her heart stop briefly, watching as the giant blue orb formed at his fingertip and launched towards her.

“Simple Domain, Last Stand!” she gasped out, preparing herself for the impact that she knew was going to hurt no matter what.

I might be dead anyway, she found herself thinking, feeling the cursed energy drawing closer.

“You idiot. DODGE-!”

She heard the voices of her classmates and teachers crying out to her, but she clenched her jaw and forced herself to focus on her cursed energy, bracing for the impact.

Pain was an understatement. In fact, she couldn’t begin to think of words to describe what she felt. The feeling was so intense she couldn’t even scream, just clench her jaw and endure it. Distantly, she felt all of her duplicates implode, draining her cursed energy completely.

Simple Domain: Last Stand

Grants the ability to withstand a single blow, dealing equivalent damage to a nearby duplicate.

-Requires one (1) existing duplicate. -Additional duplicates cannot be created while Last Stand is active. *If equivalent damage is more than a single duplicate can withstand, others will be consumed. *If equivalent damage is more than all active duplicates can withstand, sorcerer will sustain injuries based on the remaining difference. *If remaining equivalent damage is lethal, sorcerer will sustain near-fatal wounds that must be treated within a time limit.

As the dust settled, she let out a terrified breath, dropping to her knees and gasping for air.

Her duplicates took the damage itself, but she’d felt it as it ripped them apart and sucked their essence into the nothingness that had encapsulated her body.

If she hadn’t used her technique, she would be dead. There wasn’t a single doubt in her mind that she had been less than inches from death just a few moments ago. On top of that, all of her duplicates were destroyed completely, leaving her drained of her cursed energy because the blow had been so powerful.

The resounding gasp from the small crowd that had gathered was nothing compared to the look of utter disbelief on Gojo’s face when he realized she was still in one piece. Mouth parted slightly in shock, bright blue eyes wide, and hand still frozen where it had been as he’d released the attack upon her.

Her adrenaline was now gone, pain shooting through her entire body as she forced herself back to her feet. She spat blood on the ground in front of her.

And then she said something really stupid.

“Is that all you’ve got?” she rasped, watching his mouth shift into a smirk. It sent a zing through her veins to see him react to her taunting, even as black dots danced across her line of sight.

He rushed her again, her reflexes slowed by pain and lack of cursed energy, and knocked her feet from underneath her. As soon as her back hit the ground, knocking what little breath she had in her lungs away, he pinned her. His hand was around her throat, grip tight as he stared down at her in what almost seemed to be amusement.

“You aren’t as weak as you look,” he breathed quietly, watching her struggle against him. Her spine creaked in protest at each movement she made to escape. “Still no match, though.”

Finally conceding, she tapped her left hand against his wrist, holding both arms out in surrender.

“I give,” she wheezed, chest tightening when his grip didn’t falter. Fear took hold of her mind, and she knew it was in her eyes as she watched a flicker of glee flit across his face. “I give-”

With a final, tight squeeze, he released her throat and moved from on top of her. She lay there, sucking the air back into her lungs painfully.

Admittedly, she might have taken the taunting too far.

But she couldn’t convince herself it hadn’t been worth it.

To her surprise, Gojo held his hand out for her to take, pulling her swiftly to her feet and steadying her when she wobbled ever-so-slightly.

“Careful,” he murmured, amusement making his eyes shine. “A little Grade 3 like you should be more-”

“SATORU!” Yaga’s voice boomed, anger bleeding into his voice as the teacher stormed towards them. Concern took over briefly when his gaze moved to assess Rinko. “Are you okay, Kurisaki?”

Her nod caused her to sway on her feet, prompting Gojo to grab her arm to keep her upright. The black dots were getting bigger.

“I’m okay-”

Blood appeared in her throat, cutting off her airway and forcing her to cough violently. Gojo’s grip tightened on her arm as she fought to stay standing.

Ieiri Shoko suddenly appeared behind Yaga, her eyes already assessing Rinko closely.

“Kurisaki,” she said gently, grabbing her arm from Gojo. “I’ve got you.”

“I can help-”

“SATORU!” Yaga thundered again, cutting him off. “You are staying right here. Do you have any idea how much-”

Furrowing his brow, Gojo placed his sunglasses back on his face as he stared up at the teacher indifferently, not sparing Rinko another glance. His voice was sarcastic as he began to argue with the older sorcerer, annoyance clear in every word he spoke.

Ignoring the unraveling chaos, Rinko allowed Shoko to guide her towards the school building towards the medbay in the basement. The sounds of Gojo arguing with his teacher quickly faded.

“Where are you hurting specifically?” Shoko asked, already assessing Rinko’s throat, healing the visible bruises as she waited for her to respond. “There aren’t very many external injuries, so I’ll need you to tell me where you’re in pain first, and then we’ll need some x-rays. You’ve definitely got some internal bleeding.”

“My chest,” she croaked, motioning across her sternum as Shoko eased her onto one of the observation tables. “I can’t say exactly where. But it hurts like hell.” Pausing for a moment as Shoko hummed in acknowledgment, feeling the pain in her throat subside just slightly as the girl worked. “Honestly, my entire body feels like it went through a blender. I kinda feel like I’m dying.”

“Fucking Gojo,” the girl muttered. Letting out a small noise of annoyance, Shoko rolled her eyes and moved away to pull out equipment so they could perform a few scans to check her internal injuries. “He’ll be lucky if Sensei doesn’t skin him alive for this one.”

Rinko stayed silent as Shoko hooked up the machines and monitors, focusing on one of the black dots that danced across her vision. Faintly, she registered that she should probably tell Shoko about those.

“It was the only real rule Sensei gave him,” the brown-haired girl continued, seemingly talking more to herself than to Rinko. “To not use that technique.”

Nodding along, Rinko let herself zone out, answering any questions Shoko had as she ran through her checklist.

Turns out, she had a lot of internal bleeding. A ruptured spleen, broken ribs, a concussion, a small brain bleed - which was what those black dots were, and both lungs were bruised. The cherry on top was the words and terms she couldn’t even begin to understand beyond the fact that the injuries should have been deadly.

Rinko had never been more grateful for someone who could use reverse cursed technique in her life.

As Shoko worked, Rinko reflected on the realization that she was truly lucky to be alive. With all of the injuries she’d still sustained with Last Stand - most of which Shoko repeatedly told her should have been fatal - it became even more glaringly obvious how powerful the Limitless Six Eyes was.

It took a few hours, but Shoko finally finished healing the last of her wounds, and Rinko could have kissed her. She felt as good as new. Ready to take on Gojo all over again.

Well, maybe not quite.

“You’re incredible as always,” she breathed, flexing her hands in front of her face. She took deep breaths through her newly healed lungs, feeling no pain. “It’s like it never happened.”

Shoko, on the other hand, looked exhausted. But a smug look overtook her as she crossed her arms, seeming incredibly pleased with herself.

“My best work yet,” she bragged, pulling a cigarette from her pocket. “You should be honored.”

“I am,” Rinko replied, pushing herself from the table she was seated on. “Thank you.”

Tugging her jacket back on, she looked up briefly at the sound of the doors to the medbay opening. Gojo slipped inside, his hands stuffed in his pockets as he moved towards her slowly, stopping right in front of her and tilting his head to the side as he clearly assessed her.

Two sizeable lumps were visible on the top of his head, earning a shake of Shoko’s head when he pointed at them. His face lacked the bored expression it held earlier, now replaced with something she couldn’t quite read. If she didn’t know any better, she’d almost say it looked like concern, but he quickly smirked down at her.

“I’ve been ordered to apologize for almost mortally wounding you,” he began, prompting Shoko to scold him. Rolling his eyes behind his shades, he continued, “But since you don’t exactly seem mortally wounded to me, there’s no need to apologize.” Grinning lazily, he ignored Shoko calling him an idiot as Rinko met his gaze with a raised brow.

“It’s fine,” she replied, already knowing she shouldn’t be pushing him again so soon. “You’re weaker than I expected.”

A voice inside her told her she was asking for death. The fresh knowledge that she should be dead floated in the forefront of her mind once again. But she knew how he viewed weakness, and for some reason, she just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to poke him.

His eyes flashed with something so quickly that she wondered if she imagined it before he chuckled. Leaning down, he slid his shades down so he could stare at her fully.

“You like playing with fire.” His eyes were gleaming with amusement now, a smirk on his lips as he leaned even closer, his face level with hers. “I think I might like you.”

She rolled her eyes, tilting her head to the side as she met his gaze.

“Hate to break it to you,” she replied easily, giving him an unimpressed look. “But I really don’t care if you like me, Gojo.”

“Interesting technique you’ve got there,” he said, changing the subject. “How does it work?”

Letting a smirk settle on her face, she slid past him, fastening her jacket as she moved towards the door.

“Maybe I’ll tell you next time we meet.”

Without another word, she left the medbay, leaving him staring after her, bright blue eyes hardening into gems.

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