i'm listening to the audiobook of city of last chances and first of all. i adore it. second of all, my favourite part of it so far has been everyone else in the city dealing with political dissent, gang rivalries, false imprisonment, general consequences of being under occupied rule, and then ruslav, who's biggest concern right now is that he might be a having a bit of a fag moment.
Modern! Sukuna, except he's in his original Heian Human form :> He wants to fight Gojo but Tengen forbids it for some bullshit sorcery reason, hence they can co-exist in the same reality now >:D
#a polaroid of me apparently
putting a polaroid of you on my unhinged conspiracy board and linking you with a red string to a post it note that just says "gay"
The reproach was so beautiful. somehow it made so much sense that That city would create it, you know? Like it was so surrounded by madness and so bad at letting people go and there was a rot at it’s core and it was music and dancing and people who knew it was in their brains and couldn’t help themselves. The mosaic city chapters just really made that for me. Sorry for thinking it’s sexy when a city wants to eat you
it IS sexy when the city wants to eat you, you're SO correct. i think it really got me when lemya kept hearing the song even after she'd been pulled out and the way her and shantrov are students who specifically love maric history and poetry and art and then the part of the city that is old and rotten is cursed in that exact same way is the part that the two of them become the standard-bearers of the reproach UGH!!!!!
Быстрый редрав с фотки Сигурни Уивер (я обожаю чужого и прочую срань связанную с Гигером)
Прелестная и одновременно мерзкая трансформация Итадори.
Figures at work in a winter landscape, an approaching storm beyond (1859) by Fredrik Marinus Kruseman (1816-1882)
kitten I'm gonna be honest, daddy was kind of a construct existing largely in the form of your gestalt memories of several different people, so he may not exist as an individual in the way you had previously assumed, if such a person ever truly existed at all