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oneiriad

I wonder if, in superhero universes, the villains ever get contacted by those “Make a Wish Foundation” and similar people.

I mean, the heroes do, of course they do, kids who want to meet Spiderman or Superman or get to be carried by the Flash as he runs through Central City for just thirty seconds.

But surely there are also the kids, who - because they are kids and sometimes kids are just weird - decide that what they really, really want is to meet a supervillain. Because he’s scary or she’s awesome or that freeze ray is just really, really cool, you know?

Oh, man, that would absolutely be a thing. The heroes would be so weirded out by it. The villains with codes of ethics would totally band together to force the villains without one (should they be the one requested) to do their part for the cause.

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katyakora

But imagine the person who has to track down the villains and organise everything?

Like, the first time it happens, no one actually thinks it’s possible, but one of the newbies volunteers to at least try. They get lucky, the kid wants to meet one of the villains who is well known to have a personal code of ethics (eg one of the rogues), and it takes them weeks to track the villain down to this one bar they’ve been seen at a few times, plus a week of staking out said bar, but they finally find them.

So they approach the villain, very politely introduce themselves and explain the situation, finishing with an assurance that, should the villain agree, no law enforcement or heroes will be informed of the meeting.

The villain, assuming it’s a joke, laughs in their face.

At this point, the poor volunteer, who has giving up weeks of their time and no small amount of effort to track down this villain, all so a sweet little girl can meet the person who somehow inspired them, well, at this point the employee sees red.

They explode, yelling at this villain about the little girl who, for some unknown reason, absolutely loved them, had a hand-made stuffed toy of them and was inspired by their struggle to keeping fighting her own and wasn’t the villain supposed to have ethics? The entire bar is witness to this big bad villain getting scolded by some bookish nobody a foot shorter than them.

When the volunteer is done, the villain calmly knocks back their drink, grips the volunteers shoulder and drags them outside. The bar’s patrons assume that person will never be seen again, the volunteer included. But once they’re outside, the villain apologises for their assumption, asks for the kid’s details so they can drop by in the near future, not saying when for obvious reasons. They also give the very relieved volunteer a phone number to call if someone asks for them again.

A week later, the little girl’s room is covered in villain merchandise, several expensive and clearly stolen gifts and she is happily clutching a stack of signed polaroids of her and the villain.

The next time a kid asks to meet a villain, guess who gets that assignment?

Turns out, the first villain was quite touched by the experience of meeting their little fan, and word has gotten around. The second villain happily agrees when they realise it’s the same volunteer who asked the other guy. Unfortunately, one of the heroes sees the villain entering the kid’s hospital and obviously assumes the worst. They rush in, ready to drag the villain out, but the volunteer stands in their way. The hero spends five minutes getting scolded for trying to stop the villain from actually doing a good thing and almost ruining the kid’s wish. The volunteer gets a reputation among villains as someone who can not only be trusted with personal contact numbers but who will do everything they can to keep law enforcement away during their visits.

The volunteer has a phonebook written in cypher of all the villain’s phone numbers, with asterixes next to the ones to call if any other villains give them trouble.

Around the office, they gain the unofficial job title of The Villain Wrangler.

The heroes are genuinely flabbergasted by The Villain Wrangler. At first, some of the heroes try to reason with them.

Heroes: “Can’t you, just, give us their contact details? They’ll never even have to know it was you.”

The Villain Wrangler: “Yeah sure, <rollseyes> because all these evil geniuses could never possibly figure out that it’s me who happens to be the common thread in the sudden mass arrests. Look man, even if it wouldn’t get me killed, it would disappoint the kids. You wouldn’t want to disappoint the kids would you?”

Heroes: “… no~ but…”

The Villain Wrangler: “Exactly.”

Eventually, one of the anti-hero types gets frustrated, and decides to take a stand. They kidnap the Villain Wrangler and demand that they give up the contents of the little black book of Villains, or suffer the consequences. It’s For the Greater Good, the anti-hero insists as they tie the Villain Wrangler to a pillar.

The Villain Wrangler: “You complete idiot, put me back before someone figures out that I’m missing.”

Anti-hero: “…excuse me?”

The Villain Wrangler: “Ugh, do I have to spell this out for you? Do you actually want your secret base to be wiped off the map? With us in it? Sugarsticks, how long has it been? If they get suspicious, they check in, and then if I miss a check-in, they tend to come barging into wherever I am just to prove that they can, even if they figure out that they’re not being threatened by proxy. Suffice to say, Auntie Muriel really regretted throwing my phone into the pool when she strenuously objected to me answering it during family time. If they think for even one moment that I’ve given them up, they won’t hesitate to obliterate both of us from their potential misery. You do know some of the people in my book have like missiles and djinni and elemental forces at their disposal, right?”

Anti-hero: “Wait, what? I thought they trusted you?!”

The Villain Wrangler: “Trust is such a strong word!”

Villain: “Indeed.”

Anti-hero: “Wait, wha-” <slumps over, dart sticking out of neck>

The Villain Wrangler: “Thanks. I thought they were going to hurt me.”

Villain: “You did well. You kept them distracted, and gave us time to follow your signal.” <cuts Villain Wrangler free>

The Villain Wrangler: <rubbing circulation back into limbs> “Yeah well, you know me, I do whatever I have to. So I’ll see you Wednesday at four at St Martha’s? I’ve got an 8yo burns unit patient recovering from her latest batch of skin grafts who could really use a pep talk.”

Villain: “… of course. Yes… I… yes.”

The Villain Wrangler: “I just think you could really reach her, you know?”

Villain: <unconsciously runs fingers over mask> “I… yes, but, what should I say?”

The Villain Wrangler: “Whatever advice you think you could have used the most just after.”

Villain: <hoists Anti-hero over shoulder almost absently> “….yes.”

The Villain Wrangler wasn’t lying to the Anti-hero. They know that the more ruthless villains would not hesitate if they thought for one second that the Anti-hero would betray them.

But this is not the first time the Villain Wrangler has gone to extreme lengths to protect their identities.

Trust is a strong word. The Villain Wrangler earned it, and is terrified by what it could mean.

My first official deadpool headcanon is this. This this this.

Okay but this whole concept actually makes a lot of sense, because villains are a lot more likely to be disfigured/disabled/use adaptive devices (bc ableist tropes), so of course, say, a child amputee is going to be more interested in the villain with a robot arm who almost destroyed New York than the heroes that took him down.

Also, imagine one of the kids gets better, and a few years down the line becomes a villain themself, except their crimes are things like smuggling chemo drugs across the border for families that can’t afford treatment, or stealing from corrupt businessmen to make donations to underfunded hospitals (idk this turned into a Leverage AU or something) and every time the heroes encounter her, they’re like “oh no. she’s getting away. curses. welp, nothing we can do.” Though it isn’t that she can’t take them on; bc of course once the villain from way back when found out what she was up to, he started helping/training her. 

“I thought they just hired someone to dress up and pretend to be you,” she says, amazed, when he reveals himself. “I didn’t think they actually got the real you!”

Every year the Villain Wrangler gets a very expensive gift basket from the pair.

and for the kids who don’t get better the villains are there too, they show up to every funeral, they bear too small coffins on their shoulders and the heroes stand aside

they are fierce with grieving families assuring them that their child will not be forgotten, and they don’t balk at negative emotions, they don’t tell people to be strong or “celebrate their child’s life,” because these parents have every right to their grief and anger

and the lost children are never forgotten. flowers appear on graves during birthdays and anniversaries, heroes find pictures of those kids and they carefully take them down and ensure they’re delivered to the villain’s cell, and a few villains can be seen with friendship bracelets wrapped around their wrists the cops have learned not to try and take them off

And then one day, one of the evil geniuses who happens to specialise in inducing bizarre genetic mutations meets a young fan who was born with a rare genetic disorder that is slowly killing them, and realises that they can help.

Another, who created their own exosuit, talks to a young fan and suddenly understands how much the technology that they have built for themselves could revolutionise quality of life for people with muscular dystrophy, or paraplegia, or other disorders that confine people to wheelchairs with little mobility.

A third thinks of a way that their nanobots could be used to detect and remove cancer cells when their fan, who had been in remission, writes to say that the doctors have found a new metastasizing tumour.

Then shortly after, an evil genius specialising in cloning is contacted by an old colleague asking if a suitable heart couldn’t be grown for their young fan with a congenital heart condition who needs a donor.

Suddenly, a pattern of villains offering (and marketing) their insights and resources to improve medical science starts to arise. Many who had previously been operating on society’s fringes are shocked to receive public accolades, research grants and job offers from major companies because of their work.

A grassroots movement arises advocating for imprisoned villains with appropriate qualifications and/or experience to have access to resources to conduct research for the public good. The Second Chance Rehabilitation Project launches.

(It is an open secret that only people who have been vetted by the Villain Wrangler are allowed to join, because the Villain Wrangler has by now a meticulously set up method and intelligence network to run background checks and character references through ensure that none of the children wishing to meet their role models get hurt.)

Being able to say that one is involved with the Project begins to look really good in parole hearings. The Villains involved perform their own quality checks on one another, because if one of their kids got hurt, then all of their kids could potentially lose out, and the ones that are serious about the Project are not having that. (Also, the ability to collaborate with other geniuses is the most interesting thing to happen to most of them since losing to various heroes, and most consider the intellectual stimulation to be worth putting up with the ridiculous egoes and inevitable personality clashes that arise.)

Reformed Villains come out of the woodwork to advocate about better mental healthcare, and support systems. Savvy universities and private labs quietly take their advice, setting up better mental health supports and laboratory safety standards to prevent the Brain Drain caused by losing their less stable scientists to the Costumes.

The Villain Wrangler watches all of this develop with a smile.

Their plan succeeded beyond their wildest dreams.

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animentality

I’m so down for these posts that assume the best of people instead of the worst

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eeyore9990

Okay, this part caught my attention: “…the Villain Wrangler has by now a meticulously set up method and intelligence network…to ensure that none of the children…gets hurt.” Which led me to the heartbreaking realization that one DID. Get hurt, that is, by the villain they idolized.

And all I can think is that the Villain Wrangler didn’t call in the heroes. They didn’t call in another heart-of-gold villain. No. The VW rolled up their sleeves and went after this person themself. This project is their baby, after all. If they get the accolades for the successes, they must also shoulder the burden of the failures.

The VW hunts down the villain that crossed the line. Their punishment is swift and horrifying; no hero would have the stomach to mete out justice in such a way, and no villain would have the desire to get quite that much blood on their own hands.

There’s. So much… blood.

The Villain Wrangler never forgets. They increase security, increase the hours and background checks… they increase the graveside visits to the child they failed.

Just the one. But one is one too many.

The word gets around that one child got hurt. It was all over the news. People were coming for blood. They wanted them fired, arrested and put somewhere the sun doesn’t shine.

The family however doesn’t blame the VW. And they make it known that they thank this volunteer for trying to make their child happy in their last days. They even have a press meeting with the villain wrangler saying that they don’t blame them. But the vw still tries to take the blame and they say that they are taking leave while the hospital does an investigation and they don’t say anything else.

Most of the villains reach out to them and offer their services, but they politely refuse and ask them not to contact them until they reach out. The villains liking their own privacy agree. They stick to their promise until the news is reporting them missing. Then all of the villains in their book are blowing up their phone, they break into their house, they go to their work trying to figure out where they are. But they have no luck, no matter what they do they can’t find the volunteer.

Weeks pass and the villains still can’t find the volunteer. One of the villains that gets frequently asked to come visits kids is fighting their hero in the middle of town and they start to get the upper hand, when all of a sudden they just stop. The hero cautiously approaches the villain when they rush to a group of people and, to the hero’s surprise, starts hugging someone.

This person turns out to be the villain wrangler. They assure the villain that they are ok and that they will contact them later as long as the villain gets away right now and escapes.

The volunteer contacts all the villains and assures them that they are ok. They go back to the hospital and explains to them their new background checks. It was so in depth that the hospital welcomed the volunteer back and the program also, but they noticed they seemed a bit off, like a little bit of their light that was there before was gone.

A couple more weeks pass and the villain that hurt the one child hasn’t been heard from. A couple of the other villains try to reach out to them but no one can can get ahold of them. One of the villains that knows where their hideout is goes to check up on them. But when they get there the place is scrubbed clean and doesn’t look like how the other villain kept it. The villain that went to go check up on the other person ends up putting two and two together. Word gets around to the other villains that there is a good possibility that the villain wrangler made the one villain disappear for good.

The rest of the villains now not only trust the volunteer but they now have a deep respect for the volunteer and they know that they can take care of themselves.

I FUCKING FOUND IT BITCHES

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kymsys

taking his puppy for a walk.🦮

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fushiglow

i guess this is a thing that we're doing 🐶

Puppies are hard work — especially when they’re as pretty as Suguru's. Everyone wants to say hello to Suguru's puppy, and it's not like he blames them. After all, Suguru has the prettiest puppy around. However, Suguru is trying to train his puppy, and that's impossible to do when people keep interfering. Satoru is a good puppy — mostly — but he has particular issues when it comes to resource guarding. Suguru knows he shouldn't let his puppy growl at strangers. After all, Suguru isn't even his resource to guard. The problem is, he can’t say he minds it when Satoru gets a little protective. Really, he knowsit’s wrong to encourage the behaviour, because Suguru's puppy is big and strong and more than a little scary when he bares his teeth. He knows he should nip it in the bud now — he isn't trying to raise a guard dog here, after all — but when Satoru turns to him with those pretty puppy dog eyes after chasing away the threat like a good boy? Well, Suguru simply can’t help slipping him a treat.

it continues!!! who's a good boy?🦮 ✨

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kymsys

(okay i was going about my day yesterday but i really couldn't get the merman au out of my head😭😭 i just imagine for a while somehow geto managed to sneak satoru into the palace and then it's a whole ordeal trying to hide him. panicked geto and oblivious gojo and really for all that image is stuck in my head i still have yet to write a proper interaction w them but!! it's not proofread so sorry if there are mistakes and it's a bit scattered but i had to get this one scene out that was brewing in my mind so🥺 ignore this if you want❗️❗️)

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From the mezzanine, everyone looked like ants. Suguru had to squint to make out familiar faces in the crowd, and even then, the only person he could identify was a distant aunt of his that he had never really liked. Usually, he'd have been able to pick apart anyone of significance; he'd have known their name, their title, their interests. 

Suguru would've known, he always memorises the details before public events — he spends days in his room at a time, talking into the mirror and telling his reflection things about these people who he has never met. Perhaps, lately, he'd been busy with Satoru.

Suguru smiled. He didn't feel as guilty as he thought he would.

A hand clapped on his back, and he jolted. Shoko beside him, cocking a brow. “What's got you looking like a dumbass?” Her voice was flat, eyes busy scanning the crowd and Suguru knew who she was looking for.

He cleared his throat. He couldn't really tell her that he was keeping a siren in the little pond in his private garden — well, it wasn't exactly little, but that information held no relevance anyway. Shoko was his dear friend, and he knew she would always support him, but he had to keep Satoru a secret, more for her sake. Suguru bit his lip in thought. If only Satoru didn't have such a strong taste for human flesh.

“Is meat more nutritious than fish?”

“What?”

“Nevermind.” Suguru winced at the look he was being sent. He didn't mean to blurt the question out, but he'd been thinking about it for days. The salmon that he'd been feeding Satoru probably wasn't enough to sustain a creature his size — especially when he was so active — which would mean he burnt through a lot of calories very quickly. “Utahime is on the balcony,” Suguru pointed in the general direction, giving Shoko a pat on the shoulder, “good luck.”

From his peripheral vision, he could see Shoko roll her eyes as he walked away, but she muttered a small 'thanks' before she turned to find the other woman. He was glad she finally had someone to open up to other than him — he saw how happy Shoko was with Utahime, and with the burden of inheriting the throne giving her sleepless nights, it was all Suguru could want for his closest friend.

He turned his attention back to the winding flight of stairs before him. Now, to find some meat.

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KINGGGGGGGGGGGG (can i call you like that??)!!!! ♥ GAHHH IM SO HONOURED AND HAPPY, you actually wrote MORE??? bless you, this is truely amazing, this has me by my throat. thank you so fucking much, i love it!! <3 WHY THE FUCK WOULD I EVER IGNORE THIS, are u out of your mind. i LOVEEEE the way suguru keeps thinking about his little "pet" gojo and what would probably be the best food for him! like indeed he is a massive creature, he will probably need...a lot?? but also at the same time i can imagine that he is maybe not that....needy. isnt that a thing with lots of sharks or deep sea fish that they eat very little, just because its so hard to get by food? so their organism is evolved to survive on very little food and thrive nonetheless. MAYBE suguru just thinks gojo is in need of lots of food, but actually gojo just likes to eat bc he enjoys the food, but doesnt neccessarily need it?(he is also a mystical creature, so in that sense anything is possible really xD) I ALSO LOVE HOW SUGURU JUST RANDOMLY ASKS SHOKO ABOUT NUTRITIONS AND SHOKO IS JUST LIKE WHAT, i adore that ; u ; <3 AND OMG gojo lives in a pond in his private garden??? HOW CUTE!! so that makes me wonder (pls indulge with me) why would he bring this technically "monster" into his home? generally i would think maybe that a creature like that needs its space and would need their freedom? so MAYBEEEEE smth has happened? maybe gojo got hurt, maybe even when he was caught in the fishernet situation? MAYBE suguru needs to take care of him until he gets better and maybe gojo, the curious creepy creature that he is, enjoys the change of environment and the new feeling of being cared for?? its exciting for both! what do you think ?? 👉👈 maybe you had a different idea?? im so excited to hear your thoughts!! AND AGAIN THANK YOU, i love it SO much, i feel so lucky that you actually like it so much that you wanna write about it T___T ♥

EVERYONE LOOK !!!!!!!!

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kingdomofred

KING???? best nickname ive been given fr😭😭 yes, ofc you can call me that🥺❤️

glad you liked it!! your ideas are literally so good it makes me wanna write😩😩 but i dont wanna be annoying at the same time,, moving on, it is time to expand on ideas *rubs hands together* let me gather my thoughts. this will turn into a fic if i let it run away from me

im no expert, but im pretty sure you're right about the eating small amounts thing. i kinda see it as, they dont really need to eat a lot, or frequently, but what they do have needs to be packed with nutrients, etc. to be able to maintain them. and this is from a completely fictional perspective, so as to say that mer!gojo could probably survive off of one human a month, maybe longer depending on if he eats any small fish here and there. if he were to completely change his diet and wean off of humans entirely, he'd probably either need to eat something just as big/nutritional like a large animal or consume smaller animals very often.

that bit about gojo eating the food bc he likes it more than he needs it is so interesting to me!! geto, chronic overthinker and resident worrywart, is bringing gojo all types of things to understand whats best for him and gojo just gobbles it all up. also i think maybe bc food can sometimes be scarce, gojo would have this mentality to eat even after he doesnt technically need to anymore. like, half a shark and he's full but he will finish it bc more food now = more energy when he doesnt have food later. maybe sirens store calories differently?? the avenues available considering mythical creatures are ✨️vast✨️

haha geto is the type of friend who talks out loud more than he realises😭😭 but i think it's also just bc he's comfy w shoko and shoko secretly finds it endearing

yes i was trying to imagine how geto managed to lug him there to begin with but initially i had this idea that when geto found out about gojos dietary requirements, he gets a bit worried. like, does that mean gojo has been eating the locals by the shore?? his people?? his citizens who he's supposed to protect?? and he doesnt want to hurt gojo — gojo did save him, but he wants to keep an eye on him. And now, you have added a reason!!! Your wonderful brain🥺 the local fishermen keep nets out in the water overnight to catch fish, and then geto finds gojo all tangled up in one. he tries to help him, and gojo in that moment isnt very receptive (maybe he's feeling threatened by the net unaware that it wasnt geto's doing), the ensuing commotion alerts the locals who wake up. In his rush, geto rips the net haphazardly and kinda drags gojo to a secluded area where they camp for the night bc now everyone is awake and alerting the royal guards that,, some big monstrosity destroyed the nets?? geto is all scratched up because gojo had clawed at him, maybe even bitten him with his fangs but he manages to subdue him eventually. half the net is still tangled in gojo's long hair, so geto works to cut it whilst he listens to what's going on and apparently his father, the king, has given orders to catch the suspected sea-beast😱😱 geto resolves that taking him to the pond in his private garden is his best bet because who would look for a siren in the palace? then he absolves that in the meantime, he can get gojo to maybe not eat his people anymore so it seems like a win-win.

i think gojo would probably be curious about all the sudden changes and enjoy being doted on (is geto trying to court him by bringing him all this food??) but you're right in that, ultimately, he is not made to be caged and will need his space and freedom. when his fascination dies, he will get antsy and geto realises that he can't keep gojo forever. hmm... what to do...

anyway i am insanely happy that you like it🥺 this got a bit long but these masterful things you're coming up with just,, your brain is wonderful.

you sure as hell aint annoying me ; u ; so SHUSH!! and im so glad you actually think my ideas are good, im SO HAPPYYYY, happy lil bean ♥ i love EVERYTHING that you've just written/suggested. i think these ideas are brilliant, im so flabbergasted that this story actually takes shape UGH BLESS YOUR BRAIN!! for the sake of not escalating this post into a whole novel, ill just dm you, so we can scheme more merman au in there 😈💗

FOR EVERYONE SCROLLING PAST: if youre interested in merman au, pls read these beautiful thoughts above <3

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kingdomofred

while I'm here, have some satosugu!! pictures are from jjk s2 (mostly the first ending, some from the first opening) and jjk0. the writing bits were just thrown together from some stuff i had in my drafts but they are mine. happy pride <3

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kymsys

(okay i was going about my day yesterday but i really couldn't get the merman au out of my head😭😭 i just imagine for a while somehow geto managed to sneak satoru into the palace and then it's a whole ordeal trying to hide him. panicked geto and oblivious gojo and really for all that image is stuck in my head i still have yet to write a proper interaction w them but!! it's not proofread so sorry if there are mistakes and it's a bit scattered but i had to get this one scene out that was brewing in my mind so🥺 ignore this if you want❗️❗️)

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From the mezzanine, everyone looked like ants. Suguru had to squint to make out familiar faces in the crowd, and even then, the only person he could identify was a distant aunt of his that he had never really liked. Usually, he'd have been able to pick apart anyone of significance; he'd have known their name, their title, their interests. 

Suguru would've known, he always memorises the details before public events — he spends days in his room at a time, talking into the mirror and telling his reflection things about these people who he has never met. Perhaps, lately, he'd been busy with Satoru.

Suguru smiled. He didn't feel as guilty as he thought he would.

A hand clapped on his back, and he jolted. Shoko beside him, cocking a brow. “What's got you looking like a dumbass?” Her voice was flat, eyes busy scanning the crowd and Suguru knew who she was looking for.

He cleared his throat. He couldn't really tell her that he was keeping a siren in the little pond in his private garden — well, it wasn't exactly little, but that information held no relevance anyway. Shoko was his dear friend, and he knew she would always support him, but he had to keep Satoru a secret, more for her sake. Suguru bit his lip in thought. If only Satoru didn't have such a strong taste for human flesh.

“Is meat more nutritious than fish?”

“What?”

“Nevermind.” Suguru winced at the look he was being sent. He didn't mean to blurt the question out, but he'd been thinking about it for days. The salmon that he'd been feeding Satoru probably wasn't enough to sustain a creature his size — especially when he was so active — which would mean he burnt through a lot of calories very quickly. “Utahime is on the balcony,” Suguru pointed in the general direction, giving Shoko a pat on the shoulder, “good luck.”

From his peripheral vision, he could see Shoko roll her eyes as he walked away, but she muttered a small 'thanks' before she turned to find the other woman. He was glad she finally had someone to open up to other than him — he saw how happy Shoko was with Utahime, and with the burden of inheriting the throne giving her sleepless nights, it was all Suguru could want for his closest friend.

He turned his attention back to the winding flight of stairs before him. Now, to find some meat.

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KINGGGGGGGGGGGG (can i call you like that??)!!!! ♥ GAHHH IM SO HONOURED AND HAPPY, you actually wrote MORE??? bless you, this is truely amazing, this has me by my throat. thank you so fucking much, i love it!! <3 WHY THE FUCK WOULD I EVER IGNORE THIS, are u out of your mind. i LOVEEEE the way suguru keeps thinking about his little "pet" gojo and what would probably be the best food for him! like indeed he is a massive creature, he will probably need...a lot?? but also at the same time i can imagine that he is maybe not that....needy. isnt that a thing with lots of sharks or deep sea fish that they eat very little, just because its so hard to get by food? so their organism is evolved to survive on very little food and thrive nonetheless. MAYBE suguru just thinks gojo is in need of lots of food, but actually gojo just likes to eat bc he enjoys the food, but doesnt neccessarily need it?(he is also a mystical creature, so in that sense anything is possible really xD) I ALSO LOVE HOW SUGURU JUST RANDOMLY ASKS SHOKO ABOUT NUTRITIONS AND SHOKO IS JUST LIKE WHAT, i adore that ; u ; <3 AND OMG gojo lives in a pond in his private garden??? HOW CUTE!! so that makes me wonder (pls indulge with me) why would he bring this technically "monster" into his home? generally i would think maybe that a creature like that needs its space and would need their freedom? so MAYBEEEEE smth has happened? maybe gojo got hurt, maybe even when he was caught in the fishernet situation? MAYBE suguru needs to take care of him until he gets better and maybe gojo, the curious creepy creature that he is, enjoys the change of environment and the new feeling of being cared for?? its exciting for both! what do you think ?? 👉👈 maybe you had a different idea?? im so excited to hear your thoughts!! AND AGAIN THANK YOU, i love it SO much, i feel so lucky that you actually like it so much that you wanna write about it T___T ♥

EVERYONE LOOK !!!!!!!!

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kingdomofred

KING???? best nickname ive been given fr😭😭 yes, ofc you can call me that🥺❤️

glad you liked it!! your ideas are literally so good it makes me wanna write😩😩 but i dont wanna be annoying at the same time,, moving on, it is time to expand on ideas *rubs hands together* let me gather my thoughts. this will turn into a fic if i let it run away from me

im no expert, but im pretty sure you're right about the eating small amounts thing. i kinda see it as, they dont really need to eat a lot, or frequently, but what they do have needs to be packed with nutrients, etc. to be able to maintain them. and this is from a completely fictional perspective, so as to say that mer!gojo could probably survive off of one human a month, maybe longer depending on if he eats any small fish here and there. if he were to completely change his diet and wean off of humans entirely, he'd probably either need to eat something just as big/nutritional like a large animal or consume smaller animals very often.

that bit about gojo eating the food bc he likes it more than he needs it is so interesting to me!! geto, chronic overthinker and resident worrywart, is bringing gojo all types of things to understand whats best for him and gojo just gobbles it all up. also i think maybe bc food can sometimes be scarce, gojo would have this mentality to eat even after he doesnt technically need to anymore. like, half a shark and he's full but he will finish it bc more food now = more energy when he doesnt have food later. maybe sirens store calories differently?? the avenues available considering mythical creatures are ✨️vast✨️

haha geto is the type of friend who talks out loud more than he realises😭😭 but i think it's also just bc he's comfy w shoko and shoko secretly finds it endearing

yes i was trying to imagine how geto managed to lug him there to begin with but initially i had this idea that when geto found out about gojos dietary requirements, he gets a bit worried. like, does that mean gojo has been eating the locals by the shore?? his people?? his citizens who he's supposed to protect?? and he doesnt want to hurt gojo — gojo did save him, but he wants to keep an eye on him. And now, you have added a reason!!! Your wonderful brain🥺 the local fishermen keep nets out in the water overnight to catch fish, and then geto finds gojo all tangled up in one. he tries to help him, and gojo in that moment isnt very receptive (maybe he's feeling threatened by the net unaware that it wasnt geto's doing), the ensuing commotion alerts the locals who wake up. In his rush, geto rips the net haphazardly and kinda drags gojo to a secluded area where they camp for the night bc now everyone is awake and alerting the royal guards that,, some big monstrosity destroyed the nets?? geto is all scratched up because gojo had clawed at him, maybe even bitten him with his fangs but he manages to subdue him eventually. half the net is still tangled in gojo's long hair, so geto works to cut it whilst he listens to what's going on and apparently his father, the king, has given orders to catch the suspected sea-beast😱😱 geto resolves that taking him to the pond in his private garden is his best bet because who would look for a siren in the palace? then he absolves that in the meantime, he can get gojo to maybe not eat his people anymore so it seems like a win-win.

i think gojo would probably be curious about all the sudden changes and enjoy being doted on (is geto trying to court him by bringing him all this food??) but you're right in that, ultimately, he is not made to be caged and will need his space and freedom. when his fascination dies, he will get antsy and geto realises that he can't keep gojo forever. hmm... what to do...

anyway i am insanely happy that you like it🥺 this got a bit long but these masterful things you're coming up with just,, your brain is wonderful.

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kymsys

its still mermay somewhere…right? 🥺 okay, hear me out: what if suguru is an unhappy depressed prince. what if he is SO sad, he doesnt really mind if he…dies? and he is about to drown but then he meets gojo. satoru is a sirene who would actually kill humans, but instead of killing him he saves him ofc (bc suguru is fucking special ♥) and then its kinda nice that both of them end up being the opposite. the "killer" is saving and getting "tamed" and the one who wanted to die lives and starts seeing the joy in life again. suguru tries to teach gojo not to kill humans anymore and brings him other food instead. as a sirene gojo is a creature, who doesnt usually go to the hairdresser, thats why his hair is long! one day tho it gets tangeled SO BAD (cuz he gets caught in a fishernet) that suguru has to save him and then cut his hair. ofc he looks fucking ethereal afterwards ✨ ((suguru keeps gojo a secret btw)) (((fangs are hot)))

someone indulge with me in this?!!

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kingdomofred

Tonight, the wind is punishing. Cold, billowing into and under Suguru's shirt, chilling him to the bone. Somewhere, he can't find it in himself to care even as he shivers. Everything is bleak and he feels so horribly numb. Nothing waits for him; he doesn't even really know what he's chasing but his days trickle by endlessly and he's yet to catch up.

There's a banquet being held back at the palace, and surely his father would be looking for him right about now. He had a speech written out on the paper crumpled in his hand, a long drawl in black ink that he'd poured himself into for the past two weeks. This event wasn't even important, but Suguru was ever the man to make a big deal of it.

Ever since he could remember, he was the boy in the palace garden that piled the pebbles until they were too heavy for him to carry — then he'd cry because he didn't want to leave a single one behind. He didn't know why he let things consume him so readily, just that he was tired. He didn't want to give everything he had anymore, yet he couldn't stop himself.

So here he was.

The ocean had always been a welcome solace. He came here day after day after day, sinking in as the waters passed his waistline, letting the salt burn his eyes. In a capsule without air, without sound or scent, Suguru felt peace. The incessant buzzing in his mind dulled to a steady throb, and instead his lungs tightened and it felt what he imagined a hug to be like.

Usually, he'd come up to the surface before he drowned, but right now the seabed was calling to him. If he could just sink a little further and maybe rest his head, he would be happy. If he could just close his eyes, tomorrow he'd never have to think again. An inhale, water in his throat, flooding every bit of him and Suguru's body tremored from the force of it. Bones rattling, heaving so hard his torso hunched forward and death didn't feel as soft as he thought it would be.

Then, he felt hands that were, gripping his hips hard and pulling him up. Up, until he was choking on the kiss of the wind again, coughing salt in exchange for oxygen. Suguru was being pushed to the shore, his vision still blurry, world still spinning, everything was a flurry of blue and blue and white.

In this blinding moonlight, everything was cerulean eyes, sharp teeth, and white hair.

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pvrrhadve

hey don't cry. bruce springsteen tried to dodge the draft by telling the army he was gay before failing his physical anyway ok?

fuck anyone who uses "im gay" to get out of things. you don't get to wear the label when it's convenient for you

straight people should just go to war and die

straight's a strong word for a guy who spent like 40 years kissing another man on stage

Also shut the fuck up draft dodging is based and saying you were gay in the era of the Vietnam war wasn't exactly a safe and acceptable move in mainstream society

Also even if someone did it now how does it affect you? How is your life made any worse by it? The straights aren't gonna be like "you weeded out all the fake gays here are your rights!" Be fucking serious

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▪️ Dark Academia, Magic School AU

▪️ 92k Inuokko Slow Burn

▪️ Rated: T, No Archive Warnings Apply

I've been desperately wanting to put all the graphics I made for this in one place! I had so much fun working on this project and I'm still in major denial that it's all over and out in the world now. I've never been able to finish a project of this magnitude before and I'm honestly pretty proud of it.

Thank you so much to everyone who read and commented. It really meant the world to me. I'm planning on responding to everyone's comments on the final chapter soon, but they were all so overwhelmingly thoughtful and I haven't had the time to cry about it properly yet.

I have some other materials I might share too! Playlists, mood boards and, oh... that epilogue, at some point 😅

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