Writing Ship Replies For Geto Feels Like An Instant Bullet To The Heart Because He's The Type Who Offers

hii consider this a starter call ♡

✨HE IS SO PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL✨

sugar daddy au

mikami (death note), makima (chainsaw man), komaeda (dangan ronpa) and nao (sakamoto days) all have a lot more in common than you'd think

would've really liked to learn what geto's parents were like. from what we know about the power distribution in sorcerers world, that a boy was born with cursed spirit manipulation catalogued as special grade, it means that either a powerful sorcerer or an aparition can be traced back in his bloodline but there's never any mention of it, unlike the rest of the cast who are either grouped in the kind that belong to a clan or the descendants of powerful entities, like yuta for example.

however in regards geto's bloodline or origins we have nothing, which only makes me assume that his existence is an anomaly the kind as gojo's birth, which is said to have destabilized the carefully mantained balance in the world. curiously, geto was born after gojo, can't be said to come from any special clan or family and yet his ability at one point was on par with gojo's own and their fates entwined in a manner that his very existence handicapped gojo's overwhelming power. fate works in funny ways so i think that in order to keep the balance in check again, life, the fods, fate, coincidence, whatever almighty power there might be, it created geto, the dark side of gojo's moon.

A lot of sketches have been piling up since last month… on twitter

Gojo Lu Guang @12reset and Cheng Xiaosi @hourdive are literally that one meme of

CXS: how's my beautiful princess today?

LG: m...me?

CXS: is there any other princess around?

Gojo: me but yknow continue

“The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.”

— Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

❛  is this what you wanted to see?  ❜ / also grimm to ulqui....

🐝  *  ―  𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. // @chipen

he knew better than to taunt. but this is not taunting: it’s exploration, it’s mindplay, the sort of dynamics that only the espada found delight in, and while delight itself is not a source of pleasure and much less what he seeks, ulquiorra would be concealing the truth if he’d denied that seeing grimmjow this exposed, open and raw like fresh-cut meat didn’t gnaw at the corners of his mind with new-found curiosity.

‘ if i say yes, will it change anything? will it make you cover the scar again?... or maybe you will mirror shame as humans feel when their most vulnerable sides are exposed?  ’

arrancar flesh didn’t bend, hard like a carcass. even more difficult it is for it to scar, to leave behind traces of soul energy that isn’t your own — for grimmjow’s body to have patched itself up like molten stone on a crass surface, that must mean the boy drove him into a position where it was either stay and fight or early suicide. grimmjow is strong, so it ought to be the former.

there’s only a brief fire in his eye, like the sharp flutter of a candlelight before it’s blown out. his hand moves slowly, pointedly reaching its destination atop grimmjow’s bare chest, where skin meets tissue, muscle and whatever else their bodies are made of. cold, hardened — the quartz trees on the outside would bend beneath his touch, yet this body doesn’t.

ulquiorra glances up, surprised to find a vacancy of fury in his features. where there should be anger, there’s only an unwavering gaze thrown back at him. ulquiorra is patient, far too patient, and albeit only momentarily, ulquiorra has the sinking feeling that something is amiss, that the longer his fingers remain static it would only give grimmjow another reason to gloat, same as he always did, always expectant that ulquiorra will react in kind. ( he didn’t - on most occassions. )

he knows it’s inevitable, so his hand is withdrawn, back into his pockets.

‘ it’s pointless. i’m merely assessing the damage on lord aizen’s orders. ’