satoru could decide to ignore the sarcasm in her voice, but something about ending the exchange that way felt more pleasing — to his ego anyways.
‘ these don’t come for free, you know? ’ to emphasize his words, a finger flies up to his forehead, tapping the surface twice.
what curse had befallen them, satoru wasn’t sure of. but it’s unequivocal that something in the air shifted since that time, when twos changed into ones and the empty space by his side bared its fangs right at him like a cheshire smile. the memory of it haunted him, the lashing out, the refusal to admit that there was nothing he could’ve done to prevent it, that even if she’d spoken the words before everything came crumbling down his hands alone wouldn’t be enough to sustain the damage: suguru’s back, swallowed by the crowd, lost among the dark shapes and beyond where satoru could reach.
since that time…
and maybe before that, too, because he’s never known how to handle her.
he could hear the engines working inside the vending machine. through the blindfold, there’s hardly anything that he can see but he imagines what it’d be like: fluorescent lights snaking around their shapes, eyes that gaze straight at him as they’d always done, unafraid, unyielding. that is strength, too. his thumb presses lightly at the rim of his soda can, traces along the rim, ‘ sorry, sorry. i didn’t mean anything bad by it. just a thought. we haven’t always met eye to eye — no pun intended, so it’s hard to tell what’s exactly going through that mind of yours.’
he follows up with a lighter tone, hoping to divert the attention from the pulsing tension building up his spine since the question left his mouth. ‘ don’t think too hard about it, unmei-chan, ’ a smile, wide and amused. returning the favor is polite, even more so when he was so kindly addressed by her.
@einshi's gojo satoru & the fate / prompted
❝ are you afraid of me? or of yourself? ❞
𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. and this is exactrly why it's all so scary — or rather, should be, if something wasn't wrong with and within her — the lack of response for things considered fear inducing, whether unnerving by nature or happening at random. startled? of course unmei will be if something jumps in front of her face, but that's the best there is and ever will be, or so she thinks.
should she share that with satoru, though? besides, how can she be scared of anything, ever, with the strongest sorcerer as her ally? if their allyship ever comes to an end, too, she's oh so safe — geto on the loose, his activity well - known within religious communities, untouched by gojo's hand.
❝ you speak as if i already am afraid of something ; as if there were only two choices, too, ❞ the younger muses, tilting her head, more than likely reading between the lines. no sarcastic remarks follow, & she scoots closer, teetering on the edge of infinity.
❝ something on your mind, satoru - senpai? ❞
the honorific is spoken so innocently, hopefully feeding the other's ego enough to hear the reason behind his inquiry.
🐝 * ― 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( all of these are taken from the song lyrics from the musical of the same name. feel free to change pronouns and adjust to your needs! )
❛ remember me once in a while — please promise me you'll try. ❜ ❛ where in the world have you been hiding? ❜ ❛ stories like this can't come true. ❜ ❛ close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams. ❜ ❛ and you'll live as you've never lived before. ❜ ❛ let your darker side give in. ❜ ❛ who was that shape in the shadows? ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted to see? ❜ ❛ now you cannot ever be free! ❜ ❛ fear can turn to love, you'll learn to see. ❜ ❛ i shall give you one last chance. ❜ ❛ it's useless trying to appease me. ❜ ❛ you're only saying this to please me. ❜ ❛ if he knew the truth, he'd never, ever go. ❜ ❛ it was an accident ... simply an accident. ❜ ❛ why have you brought me here? ❜ ❛ what you heard was a dream and nothing more. ❜ ❛ i'm here, nothing can harm you. ❜ ❛ i'm here with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you. ❜ ❛ promise me that all you say is true, that's all i ask of you. ❜ ❛ you're safe, no one will find you. ❜ ❛ all i want is freedom, a world with no more night, and you, always beside me, to hold me and to hide me. ❜ ❛ all our fears are in the past. ❜ ❛ why is it secret? what have we to hide? ❜ ❛ [name], what are you afraid of? ❜ ❛ you were once my companion, you were all that mattered. ❜ ❛ why can't the past just die? ❜ ❛ don't make me do this. it scares me. ❜ ❛ we'll be parted forever, he won't let me go. ❜ ❛ am i to risk my life to win the chance to live? ❜ ❛ do i have any choice? ❜ ❛ i know i can't refuse, and yet i wish i could. ❜ ❛ don't think that i don't care, but every hope and every prayer rests on you now. ❜ ❛ you! why did you let this happen? ❜ ❛ but can i trust you? ❜ ❛ i love her! does that mean nothing? ❜ ❛ the world showed no compassion to me! ❜ ❛ did you think that i would harm her? ❜ ❛ why should i make her pay for the sins which are yours? ❜ ❛ this is the choice — this is the point of no return. ❜
hii consider this a starter call ♡
All tragedies deal with fated meetings; how else could there be a play? Fate deals its stroke; sorrow is purged, or turned to rejoicing; there is death, or triumph; there has been a meeting, and a change. No one will ever make a tragedy—and that is as well, for one could not bear it—whose grief is that the principals never met.
Mary Renault, The Mask of Apollo
actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)
back, sender gives receiver a back hug.
beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.
blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.
book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.
care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.
catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.
choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.
cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.
cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.
dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.
dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.
dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.
drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.
drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.
draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.
face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.
flower, sender gives receiver a flower.
footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.
forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.
grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.
jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.
kiss, sender kisses receiver.
link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.
massage, sender offers receiver a massage.
patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.
piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.
pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.
pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.
press, sender presses receiver against a wall.
propose, sender proposes to receiver.
quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.
rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.
serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.
sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.
size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.
shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.
sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.
tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.
tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.
tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.
umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.
warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.
zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.
I'm so sorry, guys, but he IS hot.
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.