I Had A Whole Rant About How I Don't Care About Gege's Writing Prepared, And I Deleted It For My Own

I had a whole rant about how I don't care about Gege's writing prepared, and I deleted it for my own sake but you know what? I hate how this is being treated and rushed and written, genuinely. Gojo's blamed yet again, and why? Cause Gege hates him, no better reason, no higher writing processes, just vitriol and lack of time. And we're stuck with it. Kusakabe needs to shut his mouth because Gojo was a PIVOTAL part of the WINNING plan and gave his life, his body, his soul for it and did it with a smile on his face, protected his students until the very end and tried to do even more beyond that and yet the whole group talks like he's not even as valuable as the dirt they walk on cause he didn't immediately kill Yuuji at the start. I hate this. I'm gonna finish it, but I'm doing it with blood in my fucking mouth. You could have handled it so much better. I don't know the ins and outs of the ending of the manga and the reasons behind it admittedly, and don't care to. Just... I thought Gege would have treated the characters that brought him such success with more... care. More dignity and honor than... whatever we're getting.

What was Sukuna doing inside Megumi during the month time skip?

Was he training for the fight? Playing video games and eating people?

Dressing up Megumi in his best clothes

Realistically? Breaking him down. Telling him objective lies until he believed them and quit fighting so hard to get away from him; his own blessing shouldn't be trying so damned hard to flee his loving embrace. Training him to fight physically, trying to sink his soul so far down that it was unreachable to anyone but himself, so no one could hope to take him away, no one could reignite that fire that drove Megumi to fight for that righteous bullshit that drove the brat. Nothing ruins his fun like seeing him buy into the foolish belief that helping people did anything.

Indulged in all the food available now. Some of it human, which he had to force down Megumi's throat, because every time he tried to eat it, Megumi would see fit to fight back in the beginning, trying to throw it up and spit it out by any means. Sukuna just grabs his mouth and his nostrils, forcing him to swallow or choke to death. A few seconds go by, then a minute, and Megumi can't take it. It was swallow or die. He swallows the human meat in his mouth and gags, retching violently on his hands and knees, before Sukuna lets him go completely. "... Good boy, Megumi." He coos manipulatively, as tears roll down Megumi's face in disgust and rage. He absolutely had Uraume hunt him the most perfect outfit. He tried on many of them, looking in his reflection, fond and fawning over his lover's face and how he wore everything, the way it hugs and encases his lean frame. Doting on him in the meantime, just little phrases here and there. "What do you think, hm? Does it please you? ... You should just agree with me. We'll be together for a very long time, you and I." Exasperated by his silence, a stubborn and foolish refusal to speak or communicate. "... This? " Pause, turn, look himself up and down before furrowing his brows, pinching them at the middle in distaste. He can read Megumi's hazy, exhausted thoughts, as combined as they are together. "... No, you're right. Disgusting. Ugh." "... You should be more thankful for my faith in you. If I had not had an inkling of your strength back then, then I would have let you rot with the rest of them. But here you are, safe in my domain. ... Don't pout, or make a sour expression. A God loves you. The least you can do is be a good devotee."

Artist!Sukuna. That's it. Firm hands, an image in his head to get down on paper, who looks so focused when he's working, who's proficient in a variety of mediums due to his experiences in The Heian Era, which was famous for their arts and their writing, their calligraphy and their obsession with the aesthetics and beauty. Sukuna is also well versed in it, even if he doesn't show it often. Draws his lovers perfectly, even if it takes more than one sketchbook, and when he gets more confident, he'll hunt down more specialized paper for the work he wants to do, especially if it's with watercolors as opposed to using ink or a black and white / ink-stain style that he's more used to. He finds it calming.

It was a mistake getting into jujutsu kaisen really

I'll never write enough sukufushi. Sukuna growing soft on Megumi through the timeline in canon, or Megumi being a part of Sukuna for so long he can't live without his help... a lost little lamb in his absence... A little Sukuna, fading away, being rescued by Megumi and his shadows for later usage of some kind. Sukuna belongs to Megumi. Megumi belongs to Sukuna, his little reckless, sacrificial rabbit, his little wandering sheep who needs direction. Now, Sukuna watches out for him permanently. From the shadows.

Itadori blushes and his ears go red when he does. Megumi tries not to mention it but ..... he has to look and smile a little at it. (This is not a headcanon, this is somewhere in the latter chapters in a small panel. You can see him blushing up to his ears.) "What're ya looking at, Fushiguro?" "... Nothing."