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and the gentleness that comes by persimmonsandcats
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime)
07 Aug 2024
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There is no clear moment, not really, but there is one that sticks out in his mind, when he knew with a sickening sort of thud inside him, a punch to the jaw in an anything goes bare-fist fight, no chance to hide his weak spots in the aftermath.
“No.” Suguru says, enunciating carefully, as though his lack of diction is the issue.
“But Suguru,” Satoru whines, heavy on the last syllable, and Suguru can feel Shoko shift beside him.
“Why do you say his name like that?” She snips before Satoru can continue with his impassioned plea or Suguru can try to intercede, cut him off. “Just say it normal, be normal.” She kicks out and misses Satoru, standing at the edge of the bed, and hits Suguru, who grunts in response. “Oops.”
Suguru waves it off.
“When is he ever normal?” He asks, rolling his eyes at her. Shoko snorts out a laugh, her leg resting over Suguru’s shin, a comforting warmth.
“So true.” Shoko responds, flicking open her phone.
“I’m literally right here.” Satoru practically shouts, tossing his sunglasses haphazardly onto Suguru’s bedside table, “terrible friendship, terrible friends,” and Suguru closes his eyes because he knows what is coming next, “Suguru,” Satoru whines again.
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“Show me.” Satoru demands, voice low and raw.
Suguru wriggles out from under him, pulls back on the bed.
“That I’m alive?” He asks. He doesn’t know what Satoru wants or he would give it to him. He would give it to him a thousand times over and then again, easily, always, if he knew what it was. He aches with what he cannot do.
“No.” Satoru blinks hard, gritted teeth, frustration clearly etched on his features, in his wild eyes.
Suguru stops the forward motion of Satoru’s body, the elbow jab, the hook punch, catches the kick, his hand holding onto Satoru’s ankle. He rubs his thumb over the bone as he lets Satoru quiet, slumping to the side on his bed, head against the wall, hair falling over his face.
“Show me what it’s like.” Satoru sounds desperate, teetering on the edge of something but Suguru does not know what is on either side, can only tell that here, now, is a moment that matters. Satoru wants something from him and Suguru does not know what and he cannot give it to him. Satoru sounds desperate and Suguru has never heard him sound quite like that, like this, “Please. Show me what it’s like.” Satoru’s voice is quiet, his hands clenched into fists. His head is bowed. Suguru can’t see his eyes. The need Suguru feels to see them frightens him.
“What what is like, Satoru?” He begs. “Show you what what is like?”
“To not be a weapon.” Satoru whispers, looking up at him, eyes broken open and breaking open all at once. “Show me.”
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“Show me how to not be a weapon. Show me how to be gentle.” Satoru says quietly.
“I don’t know how to be gentle.” Suguru feels broken.
Satoru falls forward, his arms bracketing Suguru’s head, all Suguru can see is the white snowdrift of his hair, the clear blue ice of his eyes. His lashes are so long. Suguru unconsciously slides his hands under Satoru’s shirt, feels the warmth of his skin, spreads his fingers, presses his palms flat, greedy with it.
“Yes, you do.” Satoru gasps. “You can say what you want, you can lie all you want, but you do– with me, yes, you do.
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Proof of Humanity by TempleGhost for Fluffyboots
Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
01 Jan 2021
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Eren does not set the world on fire.
He collapses onto Levi instead.
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(An alternative telling of SNK’s end).
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“Look how far you’ve come,” he mutters. “But then again,” and Levi moves his hand through damp tangles. He combs the wet strands from Eren’s temples. “You still haven’t changed that much.”
“It’s hard to believe that.”
Levi snorts. “You’re still Eren Jaeger.”
Eren’s grip on him tightens. A moment passes; the bath water must be cold. Nevertheless, Eren does not move. Instead, with Levi’s hand in his hair, Eren asks in a quiet voice:
“Will you say that again?”
And Levi understands.
“You’re still Eren. Only Eren.”
And Eren’s head drops, forehead falling against Levi’s thigh. He curls his arms around Levi’s waist. And Levi lets him in this late, odd evening. It’s been almost two months, and here they are. Without any memories of use, without any answers to the curse. With Eren naked and damp against Levi, begging for proof of his humanity.
This is what two months have given them.
And, that’s alright. There is so little Levi can give, but he can give Eren that.
Levi leans forward. He folds his arms around Eren — the long sleeves of his shirt growing dark and wet from the embrace. Face against Eren’s hair, he adds, “No matter how fucking insane some of the shit you say is.”
“Still—”
“Still you’re Eren.”
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“Do you hate me?” asks Eren, as if the question is too heavy to bear. “Are you angry? I was going to do so much to hurt—”
“Look at me.” Levi is coming undone. “I know. I adore you. Look at me. I know. Now, listen, I adore you. Don’t ask me that again.”
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“Are you alright?” He leant over to try and get a look at Senku’s face. “You sound kinda rough. You aren’t sick, are you?”
“I’m not sick, don’t be stupid.” Senku sighed before finally lifting his head to look up. “I’m fine.”
He definitely wasn’t fine. Gen couldn’t have missed the splotchiness around his eyes, how red his nose was, the way Senku shuddered as he inhaled.
“Oh.”
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“I think I would have been happy if he’d at least said goodbye.”
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More than a year before the petrification incident, Gen gets a text from a stranger.
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< "And you’re telling me all this because…?"
> "I just thought it was interesting."
> "How things can change. Even our perceptions of things."
Blinking, Gen rereads the message several times. Is...is Sensei trying to encourage him? Unbidden, a smile curls the corners of his mouth.
< "I guess you’re right, sensei~ you never know what’s gonna come along and change your path. A tiny, dying star, or a bad day."
< "Or a wrong number."
It takes a second for Sensei to respond.
> "Don’t get sentimental on me. I didn’t mean anything by it."
< "I know, I know~ that would be way too sweet for someone like you."
Gen glances back up at the sky, still smiling softly, and can’t help imagining Sensei, somewhere out there, looking up at the same little glowing dot.
< "So I won’t say thank you."
> "Good. I’ll talk to you later."
< "Goodnight, sensei."
Thank you, Bohr-chan!
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“Don't make him wait,” Shoko says, cutting him off, and Satoru looks to her so quickly his neck twinges. “It was always Suguru. We both know that. Everything.”
His best friend. The first person who understood him, who saw him for what he was, who wanted to be by his side not because of power but because of substance. Satoru had never felt like a protector. He had felt like the protected.
“He was the beginning of the end,” she finishes. For the world. For you. “Fix this.”
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Or Satoru mulls over his life long enough in the Prison Realm to finally make a difference.
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Satoru flushes, belated, and stumbles over his words. Nothing makes sense. There’s nothing to say. He’s brimming with questions. “Why—”
“You dropped your technique,” Suguru answers, too fast to be normal. He doesn’t stop touching Satoru. Satoru doesn’t stop touching him. “You’ve done that, recently, when you—want me close.”
Satoru’s face burns. I had no idea. Even subconsciously, his body had yearned. “Oh.”
Suguru’s smile grows, and grows, and then he laughs. It’s happy, high, welling up from somewhere deep inside him. It’s just that, in a world like this, I can’t laugh from my heart at all, he had said. It’s the most wonderful sound in the world.
“You—” Suguru starts.
“You’re—” beautiful, Satoru says, in the space he’s been left between Suguru’s laughter.
“You came back for me.”
Satoru’s face is ruddy and wet, his eyes still stinging, his lips and chin still tacky with blood. Yet he feels like something special, something to behold, and he breathes, “I always will.”
Glorious depiction of these two. Satoru is so pathetic, desperate and touch-starved, and Suguru is so damaged and uncertain and closed-off. But he's still his beautifully cocky and kind self, underneath all the hurt, and it's so good. The smut is also great, I wish there was more of it.