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belli, gojo satoru rikugan + you
WHAT: catchall
WHERE: all over
WHEN: feb 2025 onward
WARNINGS: will cw on subject headers as needed
belli, gojo satoru rikugan + youWHAT: catchall
WHERE: all over
WHEN: feb 2025 onward
WARNINGS: will cw on subject headers as needed
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GOJO SATORU
regroup - bath...
his eyes study his body, not necessarily by choice, but because the scars on his body simply catch his gaze. he's always known gojo as being strong, and so the idea that anyone could leave a mark like that on his body, well... it was interesting.
yuwon wasn't the sort for pity, and so all he does is move past gojo and begin settling into the bath, but not before: ]
So, are you going to come in or what? [ at least some things never change. ๐ฅบ ]
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irrefutable marks of fatality.
despite having hidden them from view for close to a year now, gojo neither appears self-conscious nor bothered by the attention they draw. after all, his prior consideration was reserved solely for a few, most of whom have since disappeared. with a stretch of his arm, a wide grin settles over his face as yuwon beckons for him.
what a lucky coincidence~
unwrapping his towel from his waist, he tosses it onto a nearby bench, before he proceeds to sink into the depths of the hot bath. he relishes in the heat, even as he lifts a hand to casually adjust the black cloth wrapped around his eyes. ]
Don't be so impatient. Who else would I join in here?
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[ even when he eases into the water's temperature, his mind still lingers on the scars on gojo's body. it was clear that any normal person would have died, but does that mean yuwon considered gojo normal? maybe not. either way, yuwon was the type who steered clear of mindless speculation.
the one thing that is clear is whoever did it had to have been pretty strong.
the idea was both alarming and ... kind of intriguing.
naturally, he has questions, but he doesn't quite get into them. instead content with rubbing his face with some water and just leaning back. he stares at the ceiling for a moment, before turning towards gojo, and it's here his eyes land on his blindfold. ] Is that necessary? [ ... ] Won't it get all soggy?
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It won't. [ if he doesn't want it to. #infinitybby ] I just don't want to scare you.
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[ splashing some water his way, more in an absent-minded motion than anything malicious. ]
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the water noticeably doesn't hit him. :) ]
Fair. I'll take it off just for you. [ lifting his hand, he pulls off his mask then, exposing a pair of exceptionally bright blue eyes. he sets aside the black fabric, placing it a few inches away from the edge of the bath. ] Less creeped out now?
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still, yuwon isn't so torn up about it, either.
when gojo finally removes his mask. his eyes do come up to better assess him; trading gaze for gaze. his eyes may have been the bluest he's ever seen. despite hailing from the tower in which so many god-like existences existed, it surprises him how he can still think and say that with conviction. objectively, it was as attractive as it was striking. as for who they're attached to. well, he didn't really have to think about that. ]
Not really. [ lol. ] They're not exactly what I expected, though.
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[ his eyes have always been as beautiful as they are eerie, symbolic of the rare coveted power he wields and the fundamental cost of it. they wrought both fear and pride amongst sorcerers and the cursed alike, yet just as they have given him strength and status, they have also brought him loneliness and disillusionment. ]
Should I put my blindfold back on? [ like if it's creeping him out either way... ]
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that's a good question. perhaps, he had expected nothing much of anything. he didn't expect his appearance to leave any more or less of an impact. so the idea that he could still have been surprised... maybe that's what was the most unusual thing about it.
still, he doesn't push the point nor explain himself. ] Nothing much, just something different. You don't have to cover it back up. [ is it any less weird than his own eyes, after all. even now he realizes he may have been looking at gojo too intently, his skill unintentionally kicking in as his eyes shift to red for a moment, before turning back to a dark steely grey. ]
I'm more curious about something else, anyway.
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he angles his head at him, his brows rising in mild curiosity. ]
Ask then.
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either way, yuwon doesn't shy away from pointing at his scars. ]
About how you got those. [ his tone doesn't necessarily forgo his usual neutrality, but it definitely shows enough interest. as far as he knows, he seemed to possess an ability which kept attacks from making contact with him. ... he'd think it'd be difficult to break past that, but who knows.
almost reflexively, he reaches out to the one on his arm, his eyes studying the possibilities of how they were made. ]
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@gorb, bathhouseโ
Let's enjoy the baths and then go get something to eat at the marketplace.
[ he is sounding far too energized and chipper for somebody who has only slept for three hours. ]
I want a large chocolate milkshake and maybe burgers with fries~ [ will they even have that, gojo? ]
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Ugh.
( Give him a second. Maybe ten. Eventually the blanket lowers, purple eyes blink-blink-blinking. )
It's the middle of the night, who's making burgers?
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We can go get fast food, so get your ass up, Suguru.
[ he starts to nudge him with the tip of his boot. nudge nudge nudge~ ]
You're wastin' time! [ the audacity. ] Hurry up.
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It says something that his defences are down around Gojo still, eyes half closed as he stretches and then runs his fingers through his hair, grunting sleepily when he hits a snag. He'll just tie it up with the bobble on his wrist, eyes just a slither of lavender as they look his old friend's way. )
You're buying.
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[ he doesn't wait for suguru to finish tying up his bedridden hair, his arm already slinging over his shoulders as he maneuvers him right out of the shared bedroom out into the hallway. ] Bathhouse first, though. [ whether it's a nice warm soak or a cold bath, it's bound to wake geto up. ]
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I'm going to start putting sedatives into your milkshake. ( Still grumbly, but no real heat. When they make it to the bathhouse he starts going through the motions of dragging his clothes off immediately, autopilot. ) Shoko's not here to stop you having a sleep-deprived heart attack and I'm not about to go down with you, so drugs. So many.
( Can he take a brief nap upright? Maybe. )
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What're you talkin' about? I've got enough sleep! [ he got his usual 3-4 hours in. ] If I ever get a heart attack from not sleepin' enough, then I deserve it. [ he has started removing his own clothes, hanging them up in the locker and exposing the jagged scars that wrap around both his waist and left arm. once done, he gives a stretch of his arms as he moves on ahead to the rinsing area. ]
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I'd forgotten how little you sleep. They better hurry up and fix the place, I need my wall back.
( Not that it would stop him if he really wanted Geto up, but. )
Nobody bathes at this hour, Satoru. I think you're trying to punish me for something.
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This is more a treat than a punishment. It's because no one's bathin' at this hour that makes it the perfect time to take advantage of this place. Do you really wanna share the baths with a bunch of other people?
[ grabbing the hose, gojo turns on the faucet and lets the water quickly wash over him, before he casually aims it at geto next. ]
Besides, we haven't gone to an onsen together in a long time. We should make the most of it.
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Fine. But only because you're right. ( He doesn't want to be around anyone not a part of his carefully composed group of people. Especially naked. Once satisfied of his cleanliness, Geto starts slouching towards the baths, footsteps lazy. ) Come on, let's make the most of it.
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raking his fingers through wet hair, he follows after suguru, soon slinging an arm around his shoulders. ]
Got any ideas on how we can make the most of it~? [ it's as suggestive as it sounds. ]
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bunker hours
he found gojo wide awake at this odd hour, yet he was not surprised. he's not surprised he was also munching on a sugary treat. denji stood there, unbothered to ask the boring 'are you okay?' question - no one is fucking okay. more importantly- ]
What's that? [ he's more intrigued over gojo's loot. ]
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the only downside was that he lost the polaroids yuji had given him on christmas, but material possessions were material possessions at the end of the day. he started here in neo tokyo with nothing, so it doesn't really matter if he has to start from scratch again.
munching on a mixed container of various colorful wagashi, gojo looks over at denji as he pops another one into his mouth. ]
Nerikiri, karukan, mochi and dango~