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maybe, the cut bled too much by wengiibu
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
29 Mar 2024
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Have you ever wondered how the fuck can artists lay bare their feelings for everyone to tear open?
Allowing people to see through your every mistake, flaw, and crevice shows how you've gotten hurt and chose to heal from it. For an artist to fall in love means bleeding the face of the person they deem worthy to mold their art into, oh to be someone's muse. For a writer to put into words all the feelings they mustered up to tell can bleed to thousands and hundreds of pages, yet still not enough to lay bare the depth of the feeling inside them.
Then you wonder, how far can words bleed?
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You looked at him, his eyes, his nose;
while he looked at you, your eyes, your nose;
then you pulled each other to sin.Suddenly the night grew shorter as you kissed him goodbye for the first time, “is this more?”
He smiled, “yeah, you’re mine until I find more being a little too much.”
You giggled checking the time, “and you’re mine until night is nothing more than a quarter before six.”Religion isn’t your strongest suit, but every time you’re with him it’s like coming into church asking, begging, and praying God for forgiveness.
You gave him a peck on the lips as you went straight to the door of your house, checking your phone and as expected, a quarter before six in the morning.
Looking back to the direction you came from; no trace was seen again.
Right, he's yours only until a quarter before six.
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Love.
What does it mean to say you love someone? And what difference does it make in being in love?Love is a vague emotion. It’s a feeling that will always be questioned ‘how?’
“I’m in love you.” He said out loud.
“I’m in love with you too.” You whispered answering him back. -
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In a world of full of pain and cruelty, love prospered with no other witnesses, but the two of you. A love nourished by you and her, and the two of you alone.
To only know how it ended, yet forgotten how it all started. Would you consider it real when no one had witnessed?
Like a tree shedding its leaves, growing something new. A baby who forgot the cause of their first laugh. To mourn for the dead, yet not visit when they were alive.
Would it be called a story, if it started at the end?
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"Something's wrong with Blitz."
Loona's voice doesn't have the usual disaffected flatness. Instead, she's a little pitchy, the hint of a whine in her tone. Millie sits upright and scrubs at her face. "What?" she asks, her voice hoarse.
Moxxie looks up at Millie. "What's wrong, honey?" he asks.
"Something's wrong with Blitz," Loona repeats.
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What happened after the Fuck Blitz party?
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Blitz spills over the sides of his cup when he pours the coffee pot. A little puddle forms on the counter but Blitz can't find the energy to clean it up, instead scooping ice out of the office's freezer and letting the cold bite his fingers. Cold is good. It shocks some of the numbness out of him, lets him tune into what the others are talking about. They have a hit on a more important target than usual, one with a security detail. Blitz curses himself for not checking the schedule for today himself. He's known today was coming. He always knows.
Blitz walks into the conference room, sipping his coffee, and stares dully at the whiteboard. He's supposed to come up with a plan, a strategy. Moxxie and Loona are arguing about whether it's better to be sneaky or to be fast, and then he hears his name, and the conversation tapers out. He blinks the room back into focus. Everyone is looking at him.
He clears his throat. "What?"
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Blitz is having a no-good, very bad day.
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Lads men helping you through your ovulation, not matter when !
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11 Oct 2025
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Imps have always been at the bottom of the pecking order in Hell, but sometimes the aristocracy gets... sporty about it. After taking Stolas up on another opportunity to skip out on his Full Moon obligations, Blitz finds himself in the middle of one of these sick games.
Or: Imps are so low in the class system, they're hunted for their horns.
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Since you're injured and supposed to stay home to rest, Caleb takes it in his hands to ensure you stay safe ad comfy.
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01 May 2025