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Random Thought Of The Day:
Random thought of the day:
“The moment I get a physical manifestation that can handle my power you’re all dead.”
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“Are you the witch who turned eleven princes into swans?”
The old woman stared at the figure on the front step of her cottage and considered her options. It was the kind of question usually backed up by a mob with meaningful torches, and it was the kind of question she tried to avoid.
Coming from a single dusty, tired housewife, it should’ve held no terrors.
“You a cop?”
The housewife twisted the hem of her apron. “No,” she muttered. “I’m a swan.”
A raven croaked somewhere in the woods. Wind whispered in the autumn leaves.
Then: “I think I can guess,” the old woman said slowly. “Husband stole your swan skin and forced you to marry him?”
A nod.
“And you can’t turn back into a swan until you find your skin again.”
A nod.
“But I reckon he’s hidden it, or burned it, or keeps it locked up so you can’t touch it.”
A tiny, miserable nod.
“And then you hear that old Granny Rothbart who lives out in the woods is really a batty old witch whose father taught her how to turn princes into swans,” the old woman sighed. “And you think, ‘Hey, stuff the old skin, I can just turn into a swan again this way.’
“But even if that was true – which I haven’t said if it is or if it isn’t – I’d say that I can only do it to make people miserable. I’m an awful person. I can’t do it out of the goodness of my heart. I have no goodness. I can’t use magic to make you feel better. I only wish I could.”
Another pause. “If I was a witch,” she added.
The housewife chewed the inside of her cheek. Then she drew herself up and, for the first time, looked the old woman in the eyes.
“Can you do it to make my husband miserable?”
The old woman considered her options. Then she pulled the wand out from the umbrella stand by the door. It was long, and silver, and a tiny glass swan with open wings stood perched on the tip.
“I can work with that,” said the witch.
Au where Itadori’s grandpa doesn’t die
That is one hilarious AU as far as I am concerned.
1 - "You ate WHAT? And now, you're going WHERE?"
2 - This is the AU where Yuji's stupidity was so potent that it brings his grandfather back to full health and now, he is tagging along to Tokyo Jujutsu High and bitching the whole time.
3 - Level of respect for Gojo? Zero. He doesn't care that he technically saved his grandson's life. As far as he is concerned, he looks and acts like a clown, the eyeband makes him look stupid and he doesn't trust him with children. Gojo adores him and calls him Grandpa.
4 - Keeps telling every sorcerer student he sees to just quit that line of work because it sucks and there is no benefit. When he isn't, he is very invested with Yuji making friends with all of them, because his grandson needs friends.
5 - Yuji: "Now that I am Sukuna's vessel, am I even human?"
Grandpa: "Oh, don't worry about that. Judging from what your mother was, I doubt you were fully human to begin with."
Yuji: "WHAT?"
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Anyone ever feel like throwing something out a window sometimes?
he did it again