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YOU ARE MY SPECIAL

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gojo keep your hands off of geto challenge (IMPOSSIBLE)

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got caught

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you're sweating when you wake up, skin sticking painfully to your bedsheets as your bleary eyes dart around, attempting to make focus of your surroundings. the room is still dark, barely touched by the slight bit of moonlight that attempts to peak through the closed windows—defiant. it takes a minute to realize that the sounds that are breaking the silence are actually coming from your own throat—breathy, wheezing gasps of terror.

your stomach drops when your fingers grip cold and empty fabric. he's gone he's gone he's go—

"what are you doing up, pretty?"

your head snaps to the doorway. satoru stands there, sweats hanging low on his hips even as his hand remains curled around a glass of water. his hair is tousled with sleep, but his cerulean eyes are sharp and lively.

as soon as he sees the panic lacing your expression, his eyes widen, long legs practically tripping over themselves as he stumbles towards you.

"what happened?" he asks sharply, frantically placing the cup on the bedside table to take your face into his palms. shades of blue dart back and forth across your features as he perches one knee on the mattress and peers down at you. "are you okay?"

his touch sends electricity through your veins—a splash of ice water pulling you away from that painful reverie.

your heart both clenches and soars, the idea of what you saw being terrifying, and yet finding out it wasn't true being that much more relieving.

"i just—" your voice comes out choked, and satoru's fingers twitch against your skin imperceptibly. "had a bad dream."

you think your brain must be cruel for conjuring up a dream in which satoru could suffer to such abhorrent extents.

"oh sweets." satoru's sigh is sympathetically soft, thumb brushing over the apple of your cheek just barely. "it was just a nightmare."

"i know," you swallow, voice shaking. there's an uncharacteristic wetness pooling at your waterline. "i-it just felt so real."

"baby..." satoru immediately pulls you against the steady planes of his chest, thick arms snaking around your waist to eliminate any measly amount of distance between you two. you prop your chin on his shoulder, sighing as you feel his snowy hair tickling at your cheek.

"it wasn't real, sweetheart," he says, pulling back just slightly to push a piece of hair from your face. his thumb then drags under your eyes, wiping away the unshed tears. "see. you're here, i'm here. everything's all good."

"yeah." you're nodding, unable to take your eyes off of him because he's real and alive and so breathtakingly perfect. "yeah, you're right."

he gives you a lopsided smile, eyes bright and glowing. "i don't like to brag, but i usually am."

you snort out a laugh, missing the way his expression turns pleased at the sound. "hilarious. you love to brag."

"you got me there," he shrugs, grinning as you stick your tongue out at him. the lighthearted banter solidifies the fact that satoru is fine and unharmed and completely yours, but you can still feel the apprehension coursing through your veins. chills run up your spine—you try not to show it.

but of course, satoru has always been able to see right through you.

his teasing smile goes soft, and he inhales deeply.

"was it about me?" he asks, climbing into bed next you. you lay back down carefully.

"yeah," you mumble, watching him tug the blankets over your body and tuck you both under a cocoon of warmth.

"hm." something in his tone tells you he's not unfamiliar with the feelings you seem to be experiencing—his body shifts closer to yours. ocean eyes carefully asses you, deep and calculating and so concerned even as he smoothes a warm palm over your shoulder blades. "wanna tell me what happened?"

the truth is you do want to, because satoru has always understood you better than you've ever understood yourself—you have no doubt he'd be able to comfort you just as well as he normally does.

and yet...

"no," you answer, pressing your nose into his neck. a deep breath in, the lively scent that is so inherently your gojo satoru filling your very soul. "it's okay. i think i'll be fine."

when you shut your eyes, images flash behind them—of bloodied bodies and stitches and swapped souls. yet a chaste kiss to your forehead pulls you back to where you're supposed to be, warm and grounding.

"i know you'll be fine," satoru murmurs, lips tickling your brow as he speaks. you think you can hear the gentle smile as he says it, and your grip on him tightens—never letting go. "i'm right here after all."

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Geto Suguru ✨

Welcome to my new art account , just joined after a few years I am back on tumblr , still creating my page.

This is one of my newest creations 😊

But I hope u like it !

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Heyoo, im new here, lets get to know each other ;> Perhaps I'll share one of the pieces of art here

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I will never be the same person after reading this manga

I'm sad

#my lovers #you deserve better #jjk 261 #jjk spoilers #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fanart #geto suguru #gojo satoru #reblog

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going to the kms store. yall want anything?

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Im surviving solely off of books, coffee and maladaptive daydreaming

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I made a post before where I briefly talked about how all the grown ups in yuji’s life might have accidentally cursed him with their last words (wasuke, nanami, higuruma) because they gave him some type of burden he didn’t ask for (helping others, not dying alone, continuing to fight/ complete what they didn’t finish etc.).

but choso’s last words are only words of blaming himself for not being enough, and also gratitude and love for yuji. he doesn’t ask yuji for anything, not to continue the fight, not to avenge him, not to be surrounded by a lot of people.

he just apologizes for leaving him alone again and thanks him for being his little brother. I think that’s what makes his death especially painful for me.

#I have cried everyday since reading that chapter #Choso deserved so much better #jujutsu kaisen #jjk 259 #choso #choso kamo #jjk

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cw: heavy angst??? maybe? what could this be?

“love is worthless.” only said by sukuna. he always reminded you of that. he was sukuna after all, how could he love.

yet, he made you feel loved. coming to see you, coming over to your place during the early mornings to the latest nights. he stayed for however long he wanted. he also did what he considered “nothing” but they were major things. maybe doordash food or something. but, he always told you that he just does it because he has the money to.

yet, the morning drop bys and the late night departs just.. vanished. was it by coincidence that this all happened when you told your feelings to him? maybe.

“i.. i think i like like you.” you say, heart racing and nervous. you felt your stomach and colon coil out of fear.

“okay, and?” he bluntly says, looking at you.

oh.

and that had been the last conversation, the last time you saw each other.

at least, for you.

motion detection!

sukuna averts his eyes to the notification on his phone, clicking on it and being taken to his camera recorder app. he opens it, clicking on ‘view now,’ and sees your figure. you were putting on socks, maybe you were cold?

no, thats not it.

you were going out for lunch, but you werent looking too hot. maybe he didnt make it clear that he did do things for you. or were you a tad slower? shit, he couldn’t fucking tell. you had grabbed your keys, and a vein popped out his neck.

absolutely not.

he switches to his messages app, clicking your name labeled under ‘pretty bitch.’

“hey, do you want to link up?” he texts, seeing the three reply dots immediately. he smiles, canines showing.

“sure!”

he switches back to the camera recording app, seeing you place your keys down— he never allowed you to drive to him, nor drive at that. you never asked or understood the reason behind it.

and after you both finish your day together? hes watching you through the camera still. he can see you using the bathroom, finding something to eat. the urge to pull his cock out and slowly stroke when you bend over to look in the fridge. but he doesn’t.

love is worthless, yet, here he is. watching you through a camera you obviously didnt know about, and if you did, he claimed it was for your safety.

he’s somewhat not lying, yet he also only did it because he simply can.

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Jujutsu Kaisen

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They are just fighting ok

The reference

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Pov: Choso in heaven! GOGO YUUJI!!