Every day I think about how this dorky kid just wanted to play games and hang out with his friends, and instead he had to become this hardened warrior king for the sake of his people, and every day I die a little bit on the inside
ok fine i'm gonna get up on my goddamn public soapbox
literally fucking nobody thinks winx canon is some kind of masterpiece, even the first three seasons. the venn diagram of people with a high enough intellect to operate a computer and people with a high enough intellect to notice winx club had some dumb shit in it from the get go is a goddamn circle. 'winx club is dumb actually and the good version only exists in your head' is not the hot take you think it is.
the “gojo’s real form is when he’s feral” take is outdated. how is gojo more himself when he’s lost half of his mind than when he’s spending time with the people he loves? isn’t that just as much of his “real form”/“true self”?
people aren’t one thing all of the time, and neither is gojo. he is one of the most complex jjk characters, and that says a lot because they’re all very well written with a lot of depth. gojo is no exception. stating that gojo is only himself when he’s using his max power isn’t the revolutionary idea you think it is.
jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair