catch-all

[rikugan]

WHO: aodh belli, gojo satoru rikugan + you
WHAT: catchall
WHERE: all over
WHEN: feb 2025 onward
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 slide a starter in under the respective headers. otherwise, you can reach me at voicelog or pm for plotting. ✌️ )

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[yuwon]

[ it's strange, if just because he could envision similar words out of someone like asura or son ohgong, whom seemed to constantly test their limits at very single turn. who seemed to see fighting and battles as something a bit more than yuwon would have ever considered them. he isn't sure if this comes with great strength, or if it was more a testament to their own characters.

he seems to ponder over this. oddly enough, it sounds like gojo didn't hold any sort of remorse, or regrets. though, yuwon wonders if he's simply the one projecting that idea on him. his fingers linger on the scar on his arm to eventually touch the one at his abdomen. he can tell his story is probably real, just by how far it stretches, and how the skin feels as if its all been reattached. scar tissue, especially for deep wounds always had the same texture and feel. his comrades scars had looked much the same by the final battle before his regression, and so he knows this. he palm brushes over it, and it's a surprisingly light touch as he leans in...

... and grabs a towel from behind gojo. ]

I see. [ what else was there to say to a dead man? ] But, you'd bring it up with me?

[rikugan]

[ yuwon isn't wrong. gojo has no lingering regrets or remorse over his death, especially not after yuji's recent news that sukuna had been defeated. he always intended to pass the torch to the younger generation, so it all worked out like he had hoped for, didn't it? perhaps, his current expendable existence in neo tokyo complicates his acceptance of his fate just a little, but looking too deeply into it would just be a meaningless act.

rather than focus on any of that, he is more amused by the feel of yuwon's fingers, as they trace his scars. not even going to ask him for permission before touching him, eh? most would at least ask him to drop infinity first, but then again, he has always been a tad more indulgent with letting outsiders get away with harmless touches.

he doesn't fault him for his curiosity; he just wasn't expecting him to be so brazen about it. ]

It isn't a secret. [ not anymore, anyway. ] By the way, [ he has to fuck with him a little, right? leaning in like that only to subvert expectations by grabbing a towel, when he has previously expressed sexual interest towards him? it might have been months ago, but c'mon— ] you really shouldn't take so much liberty with me, unless you're trying to seduce me right now...? [ he very intentionally lets those bright blues take an appreciative trip down the length of yuwon's body. ]

[yuwon]

[ realistically, he figured if gojo didn't like it, he would have brushed him off without any sense of guilt. while others could have practiced niceties, he didn't think the other man was the sort. ... and just like he expects, gojo seems to accept the touch well enough.

but, even if yuwon had been rejected, or if infinity had blocked his way— he wouldn't even be marginally offended. instead, he would have regarded it he would anything else. with the same sort of neutrality. ... but, the real answer is... yuwon didn't think he would be rejected. (this is awful) ]

Good, because I'm tired of holding onto them. [ secrets. he's mostly kidding, but it's true that knowledge could be a burden at times, and he isn't ignorant of that fact. though, if there is one thing he may have been oblivious to— ] ... [ he seems to stare at gojo for a moment, as if processing his words, before he releases a small hint of a scoff. his own fingers gradually withdrawing from him. ]

You should just worry about yourself. [ he lets gojo look at him, if just because he isn't bothered by his gaze.

instead, he wipes his face with the towel. ] You seem sensitive. [ is how he's taking it. thanks. ]