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#ep518

okay, blackleg- went 2 years carrying his bounty poster in your fuckin breast pocket- sanji we believe you

The reason why Nanami and Yuji's relationship makes me so soft is because Nanami isn't like the typical mentors we see in shows or movies. Yuji hesitates to use violence on others (in one chapter I remember Nanami being taken aback by just how much Yuji cares for the wellbeing of others, even if it is a curse) and Nanami understands this. He doesn't force Yuji to do it even though it's what needs to be done. He takes up this nasty work himself so that Yuji's youth and innocence could be protected for as long as possible. And this is why "being a child is not a sin" holds so much significance. Yuji thought it was Nanami underestimating his abilities to fight but it was actually that Nanami wanted to protect Yuji from that rotten jujutsu world.

i just had this idea for LE, what if baby gojo needs to start potty training but little mochi is scared because he thinks he'll fall into the hole of the toilet and get flushed down there and get abandoned and never see his parents again😞😞

“nooo!”

gojo is at loss as his baby squirms violently in his arms, as if using all his little energy to get out of his grasp, looking absolutely terrified of the sitting chair before him.

“what ‘no’?” he stares at his munchkin with a frown. “you want to pee, don’t you? you can’t hold it in forever.”

his 15-month son is scrunching up his face, his eyes glistening with an onset of tears, lips wobbly and he keeps glancing at his papa and the hole of abyss in the middle of that potty chair.

gojo notices it then.

“are you afraid that you will fall?” he asks incredulously, almost snorting. “you won’t. you’ll sit there, pee, and i’ll help you stand.”

“…?”

“unless i flush you down there, you won’t, okay?”

hearing the word ‘flush’, your baby’s eyes go wide as saucers and he almost wails—

“i won’t flush you!” gojo soothes his kid in panic. “what would i gain from it? if anything, your mama will cook me afterwards.”

his son clutches his shirt then and gojo’s heart melts at how scared he is. sometimes he does wonder, what’s up inside a baby’s mind? does he think toilet is like a slide going to black hole?

“if you hate the potty chair so much… what do you suppose you do?” gojo ruffles his hair, resigning. “you can’t wet the sheets everyday, i’m tired of hanging and drying it.”

your baby blinks his tears away, and points at him.

“pee. papa.”

“huh?”

“pee. papaaa!”

“—?! you want to pee on me?! where’s that logic from?!”

my sensitive ass really notices every small change in tone, conversations, lack of interest from people & i take that shit to heart