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𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 ([personal profile] rikugan) wrote in [community profile] synflux2024-12-01 03:39 pm

( catchall ) time to celebrate

WHO: aodh [personal profile] belli, gojo satoru [personal profile] rikugan + you
WHAT: catchall
WHERE: all over
WHEN: throughout dec 2024
WARNINGS: will cw on subject headers as needed



( ooc | a general catchall for both open and closed logs below! if we've made plans, don't hesitate to drop something in under the respective headers. otherwise, you can reach me at [plurk.com profile] voicelog for plotting. ✌️ )

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[personal profile] redsoil 2024-12-08 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Birthdays? Set barely comprehends the passage of time, since he doesn't experience it in the way that mortals do. It ebbs and flows, it turns over in increments that are called "seconds", "minutes", "days", "years". A cycle of perception, he comprehends; "days" are the most common to him, as they are marked by the passage of Ra through the sky, until she descended into Duat once more. A "birthday" seems a strange experience! An annual event, to... what? Celebrate something that will end? How silly.

Good thing, then, that he has ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA it's Gojo's birthday at all! No! He's not even thinking about time, or events, or special experiences at all. He's thinking of one thing, and one thing only as he lunges through the hall in pursuit of his strange, blindfold-wearing... friend. ]


Gojo! Gojo, come out to dinner with me! I have found a new place I wish to take you!

[ Since Gojo's dodged most of his other attempts ( because he was grumpy aka lame! ), or just wasn't going to the other celebrations ( he'd brought him a milkshake after the masquerade, though! ), Set's going to try and GRAB HIS ARM and wrestle his hand into the other man's. Hold his hand, you're going to dinner with him. ]

It has milkshakes, too!
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[personal profile] redsoil 2024-12-17 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ I don't know if it's funnier to think that Set HASN'T collided with Infinity by now, so he has no clue that it exists, or that he has and he can be obnoxious about the fact that Gojo is allowing himself to be touched. You decide. Set clings to Gojo's hand regardless, linking a few of his fingers through the other man's as he beams up from the scant few inches difference between them. Whether he can see Gojo's eyes or not has never seemed to bother him, nor the difficult and oft-frustrating assurance the other has whenever confronted with a truth he can demolish simply by denying it.

Gojo's willpower is addicting, for a god whose own was completely demolished. He adores people with solid convictions, no matter what they are. ]


Yes, ditch them! My companionship is far better than anything else awaiting you.

[ horrible bastard man has no issue telling who or whatever to fuck off so he can covet his attentions ]

I will even permit you to refer to it as a date. Are you going to wear this the whole time?

[ Pointing up at Gojo's blindfold. ]