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ratfest · 7 months

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Akutami Gege Devouring His Son

#jjk spoilers #HAPPY CHAPTER 236 #this is a francisco goya parody LOL #saturn devouring his son #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk 236 #I KEEP FORGETTING TO POST HERE #CONGRATS GEGE #he finally did it #gege akutami #i read jjk for the love of the game #its like watching football after your team is already eliminated #(i dont watch any sports)#anime only watchers close ur eyes

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sughuru · 4 months

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red and blue fireworks

- gojo satoru x reader

Firework shows aren't as nice to look at now with him gone.

genre/warning: angst, chapter 236 spoiler, sad reader, sleep deprived writer, writer doesn't really keep up with the manga.

notes: its 11 PM here so I'm posting this early but I believe its already past new years in Japan and other countries so happy new year everyone! I'm sorry I haven't been posting, been busy + I have writers block :( anyways, I hope you enjoy this, english isn't my first language so pls do correct me if i'm wrong gramatically/spelling! P.S epilogue is my copium :')

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As the clock counted down within the city, the countdown began, crowds were already anticipating for it to come. Three..two…one. Fireworks painted the night sky in an array of colors, amidst the cheers and laughter, you stood there by the balcony, admiring the lit up sky alone. The new year has arrived and for the first time in what seems to be forever, you stood there with no one by your side.

You heard of the news, of course. Who hasn’t?

Gojo Satoru was killed on December 24 2018. He, who promised you he’ll always bounce back. He, who said he would win. He, who is now gone.

The city lights flickered, casting a gentle glow on your face as you whispered to the night, "You were supposed to bounce back, Satoru." The emptiness of the balcony echoed your sentiment, a silent tribute to the void left by a man who had vowed to change the Jujutsu world.

As the new year started, unfolding before you, you couldn’t help but feel a mix of sorrow and determination. As Tokyo continued to celebrate, you stared at the countdown and couldn't help be reminded of the void Satoru had left.

The news had left you with more questions than answers. How did someone so vibrant, so full of life, meet such an untimely end? The crowds below celebrated the birth of a new year, but your thoughts were consumed by the void left by Satoru's absence. It was as if the world had shifted, and you were left grappling with the aftershocks of a reality that felt inconceivable. One could argue that it's been a week, and it's time to move on.

But how could you? Satoru’s been with you for the longest time, be it as a romantic partner or just a friend. He was pretty much your other half.

The relentless tick of the clock seemed to mock the idea of moving on. Each moment felt like an eternity, a painful reminder of a reality without Satoru's infectious laughter, his reassuring presence.

"You're such a liar...you know I hate liars." you looked down sadly, a tear unconsciously slid down your left cheek.

Usually, Satoru would be there to wipe it off but not anymore. The silence that followed hung heavy in the air, echoing the void left by his absence. Your gaze lingered on the empty space where he used to stand, a ghostly reminder of the love they once shared.

"You promised you'd always be here," she whispered, as if expecting him to materialize and dispel the ache in her chest. But the room remained still, and the unspoken truth echoed louder than any words spoken. Satoru's absence was a void that no amount of promises or memories could fill.

So you cried.

And cried.

For what seemed like an eternity, you just cried on your balcony, crying for him to return to your arms. As the night wore on, the tears eventually subsided, leaving you with a quiet emptiness.

The solitude was interrupted when you heard the door creak open, and for a split second, you had thought it was Satoru. Your heart skipped a beat, hope igniting in the darkness of your grief. The room seemed to hold its breath as you turned, half-expecting to see his familiar silhouette in the doorway, ready to dispel the emptiness that clung to the air.

But the fleeting hope was quickly extinguished as reality asserted itself. The figure that stood in the doorway was not Satoru; it was Shoko

"Hey, I heard... I just wanted to check on you," a soft voice broke the silence, and Shoko stood there, a concerned expression etched on her face. Their presence was a well-intentioned attempt to offer comfort, yet it only emphasized the stark contrast between the one you longed for and the one who stood before you.

You managed a weak smile, grateful for the support, but the ache persisted. The balcony, once a haven of shared moments, felt invaded by the intrusion of reality. You couldn't shake the lingering feeling that the universe was playing a cruel joke, teasing you with false promises of a return that would never be.

As Shoko offered a comforting embrace, you couldn't help but cast a longing glance over their shoulder, half-expecting to see Satoru materialize in the shadows.

Suddenly, your friend got a call. The soft melody of a ringing phone pierced the quietude of the room, interrupting the delicate balance that had formed between shared grief and silent companionship. They glanced at their phone, apologetically mouthing a quick "I'll be right back" before stepping outside, so once again, you were back alone on your balcony, gazing at the fireworks that have slowly died down.

A flash of blue and red fireworks appeared all of a sudden, and you widened your eyes. The unexpected burst of color and light painted the night sky, momentarily distracting you from the weight of your emotions. The red and blue reminded you of him. In that fleeting burst of fireworks, the colors seemed to echo the vivid hues of Satoru's presence in your life.

"Happy New Year, Satoru..." you whispered, the words carried away by the night breeze. With a final gaze at the night sky, you turned away from the balcony, carrying the memory of the red and blue fireworks and the whispered greeting to Satoru into the embrace of the new year.

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Epilogue

Shoko returns, and as you close the balcony door, she looks at you with a mix of emotions. "Y/N," she calls out, "there's been recent updates on Gojo’s condition."

"What?"

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k-martins · 2 months

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When I think about itfs, love languages and itfs love languages, I imagine something like:

Yuji obviously being someone who shows his affection through words of affirmation. He praises his friends and teachers a lot in the manga/anime from what I've noticed, so maybe it's a proven fact (I digress, anyway). So, when ITFS begins their romance, Yuji constantly says how "amazing" and "smart" Megumi is, how "beautiful", "kind", "adorable" and "STRONG" his boyfriend is. And of course, Megs always blushes and tells Yuji to shut up, which only makes Itadori smile even more and plant a kiss on Megumi's still red cheek. (I just AKSJSKSJKSANSK they look adorable in my head)

I think he would also fit into acts of service, as he is quite selfless and sincerely cares about others around him. This would become clearer after the canon (whatever happens), with Yuji taking care of Megumi and always being willing to help him with something, to the point that Megs has to just pull Yuji's hand to do so if sit/lay down next to you and simply REST. So when Yuji was trying to escape Megumi's grip, Megs would just mumble "The soup can wait, I just want YOU now" and Yuji would melt into that hug, because FOR THE SAKE OF GOD, MEGUMI IS HUGGING HIM!!!!

Look, this is going to sound a little ironic, but I think Megumi would be the PHYSICAL AFFECTION type! Except he doesn't know how to ask or show it, lol, but Megs definitely likes to be hugged by those he loves and hides it very well through a neutral expression. Then, when he gets comfortable enough to reciprocate and start cuddling (and also because being in pain for a whole month has made him more touch-hungry), he hugs Yuji at random times of the day, holds his hand when they're just relaxing together, if keeps close in the midst of crowds and affectionate and chaste kisses. (Megs needs kisses and hugs, please give them to him)

I think quality time also suits him. Megumi seems like the guy who would complain about an impromptu movie night, but would be a few minutes early with a bag of snacks and blankets to wrap up in. He may not even pay attention to the film, but he will try to follow the plot at all times to have a conversation with Yuji about the plot. Cooking together is also on the list, as Megumi really enjoys listening to Yuji chatter or the peace of being in comfortable silence as they work together to prepare meatballs.

In fact, I think the two share the same love languages and that's why they get along so well.

In the end, I'm just rambling. I miss them so much :')

#Gege I know you are reading this because you copied my ideas for chapter 236 #make these two have a happy ending #give me my children back pls #I miss itafushi #but I trust that they will come back stronger than ever #I just hope that This doesn't mean Yuji will die D':#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #megumi fushiguro #jjk spoilers #fushiguro megumi #itadori yuji #itafushi #yuji itadori #fushiita

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zadz0 · 26 days

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gojo is coming back *OFFICIAL* *NOT CLICKBAIT*

#happy april fools day #zad’s art #zad talks #my art #jjk0 #jjk art #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #suguru geto #geto suguru #satosugu #sugusato #abba #chapter 236 #jjk chapter 236

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sleepyminty · 7 months

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How twt is doing right now

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delphi333 · 5 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SWEET BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS!!

(ch 236 spoiler below)

this is foul but I couldn't resist 🚪🏃‍♂️💨💨

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #jjk spoilers #jjk chapter 236 #jjk ch 236 #jjk gojo #HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS #hes so beautiful #i love him so much #my babygirl #my wife #why does tumblr keep fucking up the formatting im going to cry

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ivorygreens · 7 months

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JJK CHAPTER 236 SPOILERS

#jujutsu geto #jjk spoilers #jjk chapter 236 #gojo satoru #geto suguru #gojo x geto #satusugu #I tried for a happy ending not sure if it worked

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cinaminrolll · 7 months

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FUCKING OFFSCREENED?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? THE DISREPECT??

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honeyviscera · 7 months

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IS IT BAD THAT I LIKED THE NEW CHAPTER

#seriously after so many chapters of the same fight i was getting bored #and i got to see geto again :')#he and gojo are reuinited.. waurgh #my stsg heart is happy at least #jjk manga spoilers #jjk 236 #ocean.mp3 #BUT GOJO IS!!!!!!! MISCHARACTERISED #don't tell me he wouldnt care abt his students THAT IS NOT TRUE

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ji-yunnie · 7 months

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I keep telling myself it had to happen to cope with the pain but did it really? Did he really have to he could’ve done so much more if he only had time. His birth changed the world, his existence was basically the only thing holding back curses from going completely haywire. Please come back. He’s been burdened since the day he was born. He deserves happiness they all do (NOT U SUKUNA AND ESP U GEGE) why must they suffer. It’s good for the story I wanna believe it but I can’t when he was the shining sun taking care of all his children shielding them from the darkness. The strongest, the honored one, the greatest sorcerer of our generation. Titles he wore with pride but was he hurting? We don’t know so much about him. The Gojo Clan, his childhood, how he felt after Geto’s death, after everyone’s death. Please let him comeback. Yuuji needs him he still needs him they all still need him. Sorry if this is jumbled and all over the place but I’ve genuinely never felt so upset about a character death in my life. I’ve cried, I’ve been angry but in the end they all make sense. He doesn’t make sense even though his existence made threats hard he couldn’t be there for all of them. For everyone. Yuuji died. He didn’t have to fight Sukuna right away he just came back from the prison realm we only had him for 15 chapters after he got unsealed. He could’ve taught them so much more. I want to have hope that maybe he’ll bring him back that maybe we didn’t see the full picture but after all the hope I had was crushed I can’t. Two days before the leaks I told my friends that I didn’t trust the ending of that chapter. I didn’t trust they’d just let him win and god I hoped I prayed I begged for that gut feeling to be wrong but it wasn’t.

Thanks for reading my scrambled thoughts guys 😭 let’s all cope together

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #jjk spoilers #jjk chapter 236 #gege when i catch you gege #jujutsu gojo #bring my baby back #bring him back #let him be happy #screaming crying throwing up

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zaddyazula · 2 months

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i think about chapter 236 every day

#every. single. day.#particularly the panels in the airport. i nearly cry every time i think about them #i cannot look at that chapter again because fuck me #i’m not that mad about gojo’s death. i’m not really that bothered if he doesn’t come back because it doesn’t make sense to #especially after those panels. you don’t bring someone back after writing that it doesn’t make sense #you think gojo wants to come back? after going back to when he was actually happy?#and from a writer’s perspective you don’t give someone a send off like that for him to come back. not really #if he comes back (which i highly doubt) i’ll be happy but chapter 236 will never change for me #actually going to be ruined when it gets animated in like 2027 #scariest thing is how old i’ll be #zad talks #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk chapter 236 #chapter 236

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arminsumi · 7 months

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Sleepyhead — 五夏

NOTE: idk if writing this made me sadder or was therapeutic either way let's cry together :')

SUMMARY — During your youth, you, Geto and Gojo made a magic charm that would reconnect the three of you in a different reality one day by a golden silk thread.

WARNINGS — not proofread, "just a dream" trope but really u just shifted realities and forgot your other life, angst, implied death / crossing over, based on the latest chapter bc i'm in pain and when i'm in pain i write 👍 sooo just in case: jjk manga spoilers (major char death, chapter 236)

Gojo caressed your cheek and muttered " You're such a pretty crier, but don't cry for me. Sh, I'm right here, baby, I'm right here. ", keeping his other hand intertwined with yours.

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Your two eyes blinking out of a dream, coming back to reality. Or was it the other way around? Maybe you were awaking into a lucid dream.

At first it's a white space. A void. There's nothing but neutrality and emptiness. Then a golden silk thread is sewn across your chest. It leads down a corridor of white, one that stretches so far it almost feels like you're taking an infinite walk.

There's a door at the end, you open it. And all there is behind it is your old classroom, just as it was. There's Gojo Satoru, smiling that wide toothy smile like nothing in the world is wrong. And there's Geto Suguru, shaking his head and sighing a laugh over his best friend's ridiculousness. And there's Shoko Ieiri, peering over her folded arms as she rests her chin on the desk sleepily.

Walking obliviously into this memory while the real world continues on outside, you completely detach from reality and cross over. Why is it this memory ? It was such an ordinary day.

But it wasn't an ordinary day, you're mistaken; that day you wove a golden silk thread and imbued it with something, magic is a good word but no — it was an otherworldly "magic", something that's not sorcery.

You drift through this classroom memory, Gojo says hello and Geto smiles. Before you realize, you're floating past the exit door and enter another room — another memory.

It's then that you realize you're just drifting along the silk thread, hopping across each memory that you wove into it; their purpose to carry you over into another reality entirely.

More memories. More. And then some more. You're travelling through them, looking at them as if through a dream lens, half-detached, in a state of limbo. Not between life and death, but between realities where you're alive.

Maybe it was cruel.

The three of you leaving the world behind, shifting into different realities at your death, just so you could be happy and peaceful.

Final memories roll by, and you shift over; and in an instant, that whole journey seeps out of your mind.

You wake up just like any other day. Nothing is out of the ordinary. Gojo is crushing you with his weight, forcing you to blink awake and mumble groggily.

That was a long dream.

" Wakey wakey, sleepyhead — full body attack ! Okay, seriously, wake up. I want breakfast and I can't eat it unless you're with me. You know that. Why are you crying ? Did you have a nightmare ? Oh really ? What was it about ? "

Gojo follows you like a puppy throughout your morning routine. Though really, it feels like a mourning routine this time. Your chest feels so heavy, and you keep hugging him as if you haven't seen him in years.

" Hey, Suguru listen to Y/n's fucked up dream. It's insane, like a manga plot or some shit. Wish I had dreams of that. You should write it. "

" Oh ? Do tell. I'm curious. Aw, why the hug ? Y/n ? You okay ? Come on, let's make some pancakes. "

You watch the two of them in this ordinary habitat; Gojo lazing at the kitchen doorframe, talking about the awful ending to his favorite story.

" Y/n, you're zoning out. "

" Are you crying ?! "

" Sorry. I just missed you guys. I don't know why. "

" But we saw each other yesterday. We spent the whole night together. It was my birthday. "

" Yeah, and that's what's freaky; I feel like I just travelled for years. It feels surreal to look at the two of you. "

" Don't cry, come here. Satoru, take care of the pancake it's gonna burn. Y/n, wanna talk about it ? "

" No, I just want to hug you two. "

" GROUP HUG. "

" Satoru you're suffocating her. "

" Good group hugs are suffocating ! "

You stay with them in a long group hug. Everything feels alright.

" . . . the pancake is burning."

Suguru tends to it.

Satoru looks at you. " Cryin' ? Still ? Come here. You're so sensitive. "

He engulfs you in a hug again. Warm, soft, nice-smelling; this is definitely your ordinary reality. What a bizarre dream, though. Truly a bizarre dream.

" So how'd I die in your dream ? " he asks curiously.

" I don't want to talk about it. I just want to cry. " you choke, crying more into his chest. Suguru scolds him from the stove, while he scrapes burnt pancake batter off the pan.

Satoru looks down at you, cupping your one cheek, and says something that you swear you've heard before.

" Such a pretty crier. But don't cry for me. Sh, I'm right here, baby, I'm right here. "

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pupkashi · 7 months

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love comes easy when it’s gojo

a/n: what are you guys talking about chapter 236 ? the manga ended a while ago lol they’re all happy and safe ! don’t be silly guys >.< (I’m deep in denial no one hmu)

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loving satoru gojo was easy.

it was easy falling in love with him when you first began talking to him, stolen glances and flushed faces when either of you caught the other.

it came to you like second nature to play along with his jokes. your minds practically syncing up the second your eyes connected, silly grins on your faces as you both cracked dumb jokes.

there was something almost instinctive that had you intertwining your fingers with his, the tv on the show now background noise as satoru practically lay on top of you.

“what should we get for dinner?” you mumbled, half paying attention to the action on the screen, eyes landing on the mop of white hair in your lap.

satoru hummed, adjusting himself so that he was on his back and staring up at you, “want me to cook?” there was a smile playing on his lips as you pursed your lips at him.

“depends” you smile, “what is chef gojo gonna cook up for us tonight?” the smile on his face was evident now as he sat upright.

“maybe some instant ramen?” eyes glimmering as he speaks up again, “im feeling a bit fancy so how ‘bout i add an egg in there too.”

“an egg? you spoil me satoru,” you tease, watching as satoru pushes himself off the couch, stretching a bit. the bottom of his shirt lifts a bit and you catch his lower belly, smiling to yourself.

“oh but when you bend over i can’t whistle at you?” he pouts, catching the way you were practically giggling.

“satoru we were in a meeting with the higher ups,” you retort. the sorcerer only scoffs, mumbling something and heading into the kitchen.

it was easy to love satoru when he was carrying you out in the pouring rain, a cheesy love song blaring through his phone speakers in his pocket.

“dance with me!” his dimples peeking out and his eyes crinkling a bit as he laughed at your now soaked shirt.

you want to be angry, you want to scold him because he just got over the flu and this is gonna be terrible for him. but the small droplets of water collecting at the end of his white hair and sticking messily to his forehead make you keep your mouth shut.

you don’t say anything as you extend your arm out, giggling when he quickly pulls you into him by the waist, immediately pressing his lips onto yours, teeth hitting each other as the two of you burst into giggles.

“cyndi lauper is your go to?” you laugh, barely audible over the downpour surrounding the two of you.

“it was either her or whitney houston ” he smiles, turning his infinity on when he sees you shiver in the slightest, being sure to include you in it.

it was easy loving satoru gojo when he was shampooing your hair, kissing your shoulder and wrapping warm towels around you.

it was easy to fall deeper in love with him when the two of you are in bed, sweet nothings being interchanged between the two of you.

“i love you, angel boy,” you whisper, loving the way his cheeks grew pink, the grin on his lips growing as he nuzzled his face into the crook of his neck.

“i love you more, sweets” his voice is softer, more vulnerable, than usual. there’s nothing on his mind except you, and there’s nothing on yours except him.

it’s when the two of you are making breakfast together, movements flowing easily as he passes you the eggs and he plates the pancakes. when you’re both sitting way too close to each other on the huge couch in the living room, pillows and blankets surrounding the two of you.

when you hand each other things without even uttering a word. when you sit in rare silence with your lover, the comfort of each others presence being enough for the two of you.

when he’s bringing home flowers or you’re making him his favorite foods, when you’re blushing at his shower of compliments and he’s running away the second you call him handsome.

it’s in between laundry loads and making plans that you both realize how easy love comes to each other.

loving satoru gojo was easy, especially when you fell in love with him all over everyday.

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runabout-river · 7 months

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The Incongruence of his Life and Death - How the 6-Eyes will Die and Gojo Satoru will Live

Chapter 236 seems perfectly crafted for a farewell to an important character. But while reading it for the first, second and third time, I couldn't help but feel that something was not only missing but purposefully left out: Gojo's care for his students and the goals he had set for himself as an adult.

In the departure for the afterlife, where the souls of his dead friends have gathered at an airport, Gojo is back to being a teenager with everyone else also being their younger self, or in the case of Haibara and Toji, their selves when they died.

Gojo talks about his fight with Sukuna, how unbelievably strong he was and how much he had trained to best him but still he lost and he had no true regrets on that. The fight had been fun even if it was a shame that he couldn't bring Sukuna to go all out on him.

Later he tells Yaga, calling him principal, that he thought that all sorcerers died with regret, implying that he doesn't feel any regret right now after having lost to Sukuna. When Sukuna tells Gojo that he won't forget him as long as he lives because of how well he fought, we see Gojo smiling at that while lying bisected on the ground.

This entire scene, especially at the airport and the reverence about the fight is completely at odds with Gojo's character growth and the life he lived as an adult.

It's no coincidence that everyone is more than 10 years younger here because only teenage Gojo would go out without any regrets after a good fight he lost. This Gojo we see at the airport could've very well been the Gojo that lost his first fight against Toji.

But it isn't teenage Gojo, someone who only had a perverse self-satisfaction about Jujutsu and did it for the kick of it instead of protecting others with it, who died.

It's adult Gojo, who dedicated his life to protect others and his students and who fostered them to become as strong as him and did everything so they could grow unhindered and enjoy life especially their youth, who is lying cut in two on the ground.

This love for fighting alone only entered Gojo's mind past the middle of the Shinjuku Showdown when he realized that he might lose this fight and after he was reminded of fucking Toji again. Gojo was brought back to the time of his teenage self when he lost against an opponent who was stronger than him.

But what about the actual Gojo? Teacher Gojo? Would he die without any regrets? Absolutely not. His regrets would actually be too much to count.

He left his students and the world with a murderer stronger than him, ensuring widespread destruction and immense death, first and foremost of everyone he left behind that meant something to him.

Gojo let it happen that Megumi, the person he went into this fight to save, who was the child that started his evolution into a teacher, the son of the man who made him to what he is today; Gojo let it happen that Megumi became his executioner.

(And is Geto without regrets? Is Gojo without any regrets that Kenjaku is desecrating his friend's body to destroy Japan? Isn't there any fear that Kenjaku might take Gojo's dead body as his next vessel? Where is the regret in that?)

When we strip the airport scene from its serenity and the good feelings of a happy ending it evokes, we're left with nothing but pure arrogance the dead have over the suffering of the living. So they get to enjoy peace while everyone else is devastated and about to get slaughtered?

Is that justifiable because everyone will be dead anyway and then they can all enjoy the afterlife together? Except Megumi of course, who'll be Sukuna's vessel for centuries if not millennia and who'll suffer in hell for that long after having killed not only his sister but his teacher and his friends in the future, too.

Those who are already dead like Nanami, they can't do anything about this conundrum anymore but Gojo was still smiling on the ground. So, after the thematic argument for why Gojo has to survive, here comes the practical part: How?

I've already covered parts of this in my chapter 236 Thoughts. Step by step:

Gojo is bisected along his abdomen, not his head

Gojo was still conscious enough to smile at Sukuna, like how Yuki was still able to make her last attack

Gojo can activate his RCT and he can make a Binding Vow as long as he isn't completely dead

We've not seen Shoko's reaction to his defeat, so we have neither a confirmation of his death nor her determination to save him

Utahime and Gramps can strengthen any healing

Angel might have abilities to aid them and Takaba has reality bending powers as long as he's funny

Why the 6-Eyes will still die.

Because it's already over for him. The 6-Eyes is not the strongest sorcerer on earth. His ultimate defense has found its match in Sukuna evolving his own technique; an evolution that Gojo is not going to catch up to.

"Are you Gojo Satoru because you're the Strongest or are you the Strongest because you're Gojo Satoru?"

Irrelevant. Sukuna is the Strongest. That title and that burden has been lifted off Gojo's shoulders. Gojo makes peace with it at the airport.

A Binding Vow with yourself always comes with a balance the universe imposes on you. What would the trade-off be for Gojo's upper and lower body to be connected again? His Eyes seems like a good bargain here.

So there you have it, my theory. The 6-Eyes lost this fight but Gojo sensei can still lead and foster his students to new heights he won't ever personally reach again. He can't just forget about them because he had a good fight, Gojo isn't a self-centred teenager anymore.

You know who was missing at the airport? Outside of Nobara, Yuki and Mai? Tsumiki. What is Gojo going to say to her? That he tried but well? Gojo isn't at the airport for his departure to the afterlife, he isn't going North, he's going South.

All of this is of course my personal feelings and interpretation. Gege might go in another direction like permanent death and flashbacks. But I'm so sure that Gege has written the airport intentionally like this. That Shoko will go to Gojo and pull him out of his death bed because he can't go out like this.

Chapter 236 is written with a sense of finality and farewell, but Gege is also really fond of misdirections and false sense of security (dread?) as we've seen just last chapter.

So, hope dies last.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru #sukuna #fushiguro megumi #meta

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fushiglow · 7 months

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Gojō Satoru's rude awakening

I'm refusing to let myself seriously entertain the possibility that Gojō can come back after chapter 236. However, that's because I'm trying to protect my future self from disappointment, not because I think it's implausible — and I really want to talk about this image!

A couple of days ago, @runabout-river shared an interesting theory about what might happen next for Gojō. The post itself is well worth a read, but it was the choice of the above image that really set my mind alight. This scene is fresh in our minds after the anime adaptation of Hidden Inventory, and timing is clearly never an accident with Gege Akutami. So, why is it relevant now?

We see Gojō giving himself over to his past, lost in his happy dreams of his youth, only for Megumi — Gojō's first student and a symbol of the future that he envisions — to bring him back to the present by telling Gojō, "You're the one who called us here, please don't go dozing off."

In other words, "You're the one who dragged us into all of this, don't go pretending this isn't reality just because it's nicer in the past."

In my immediate reaction to 236, I said:

Gojō's dying bloody smile shows he's at least happy in his final moments. [...] Although, if Gojō actually is at peace in death, maybe that's the reason Gege will bring him back. He'll *never* let that man be happy, I swear.

It was just a joke, but seeing @runabout-river's post made me realise that Akutami has already set a precedent for 'punishing' Gojō for looking backwards. When he's dreaming about his past, Megumi scolds him and brings him back to the present. When he 'lets his mind wander' to his blue spring in Shibuya, he literally gets locked in a box where time doesn't pass, only to immediately find himself at the bottom of Japan's deepest ocean trench when his students bust him out to fix the problem he created.

As a side note, in both of these moments, the anime adaptation played a melancholy version of Gojō's Limitless theme — the audio representation of Gojō's youth. I'll eat my hat if it doesn't play again when chapter 236 is eventually adapted (I shared some more insights into some of the easter eggs hidden in the season 2 score in my mini review of the Hidden Inventory soundtrack if you wanna read).

If Gojō dies here, looking backwards to his youth, then he's taking the easy way out and that's what I find hardest to swallow about 236. Gojō leaves what is potentially the most difficult conversation he'll ever have — telling Megumi the truth about his father — to Shōko. He leaves his students to deal with the fallout of his failure to cremate Getō's body. He's saddling the people he loves with the responsibilities he leaves behind, and that's not fair.

However, we won't know if that's what's happened for sure until the whole story is told. Gojō doesn't mention his students in this chapter, and lots of people were bewildered that he seems unconcerned about their safety in a world without him. While that could simply be explained by his faith that they've "got it from here", there's a chance that he genuinely didn't think about it and he's about to get a rude awakening as his punishment — hence, "I pray that this isn't just a delusion".

I would *adore* it if Shōko dragged him back to life kicking and screaming, hauling him away from his pleasant fantasy of youth to tell him, 'No, you and Getō don't get to leave me behind to pick up the pieces again'. Because isn't that Shōko as a character? The one who's left to pick up the pieces in their wake? The one to heal the wounds and lay the bodies to rest while everyone forgets she's even there?

It would be the most character development she ever receives, and I'd love to see how Gojō and Shōko's dynamic changes when he's not the 'Strongest' anymore. So, in Shōko's own words:

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #呪術廻戦 #jjk 236 #jjk meta #jjk analysis #gojo satoru #ieiri shoko #jujutsu kaisen meta #jujutsu kaisen analysis #jjk spoilers #jjk manga spoilers #jujutsu kaisen spoilers #jjk leaks #i can't stop talking about this chapter #so i guess it might actually be really good???#i'm literally drafting another post right now 💀

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— 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨…"

𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐱 f!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: How can a question hurt you so much? 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Spoilers for chapter 236, angst but contains words of comfort and some explicit words 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.310! 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: today's my birthday but you're getting a gift! i hope you like it because i almost shed liters of tears while writing this. — sorry for any mistakes.

"What if i left one day?"

Satoru interrupted the brief and sneaky moment of silence that had filled the room; even his words were accompanied by a mediocre echo.

The afternoon was already beginning to announce its delicate end, but there were still strong rays of sunlight invading the room through the window; even with the thin white curtains around. — So, there was still no need, and none of you were bothered, to turn on the lights.

Lying on the large bed, which was recently purchased and still smelled new, along with soft, white pillows and a blanket of the same color spread between your body and Gojo's. — If in doubt, the oldest could camouflage himself in that place and no one would ever find him again.

It was impossible to feel any discomfort, irritation or discomfort in that place; and you weren't just mentioning the new bed or your pillows and blanket. — However, after that question, which had not gained much of your attention, an involuntary sensation that you had never felt before passed your hand over your head.

"What?" — Your voice came out in disbelief, with a somewhat sleepy tone but attentive to the words spoken by the white-haired sorcerer; hoping it was just sleepy nonsense, or a joke from Satoru. —Two things typical of your lover.

A heavy sigh, which could be considered exhausted but had a mixture of feelings that were in conflict, was released by Gojo's lips. — It wasn't his familiar dramatic sigh, when he's starved for attention like a child; it was completely different and enigmatic. — You never thought you would use the last word to describe Satoru with something.

"And if i left one day…" — He repeated, slowly and understandingly, with the intention of you paying attention and understanding every word that left his lips; but, it seemed that his questioning was incomplete. - "… what would you do?"

A rather sudden, quick, and frightened movement was made between the pillows; Satoru even looked around the place to see what had really happened. — You turned your head, automatically, after Satoru's intriguing question. — A feeling of dizziness reached his forehead.

Your eyes roamed Satoru's face; an angelic face, which you claimed was drawn line by line by the gods, that could exist. — And you regretted having uttered that statement to the strongest who began to demand and glorify himself because of it. — A face that has faced and witnessed countless situations, moments, destructions and constructions.

A face that always maintained a happy, contented and relaxed expression, totally different from the issues and curses it faced. — The smiling expressions so familiar to his friends and enemies alike; Mainly, for you.

But, there was something wrong and strange, overlooked by his eyes, in Satoru; a serious, thoughtful and somewhat contrary expression was fixed on his face. — Reaching a point where some wrinkles were visible and his eyebrows were furrowed. — A physiognomy that never found comfort in the image of Satoru.

Maybe, it could even be compared to his reaction upon discovering the actions that Suguru Geto caused during high school. — Maybe.

"What question is that, Satoru?" — A question answering another question; something that bothered the wizard a little, and that you knew better than anyone else. — Your face showed confusion, surprised by that question at that moment, but hoping it was just a joke from the older man.

You were mentally praying, or rather begging, that this was just Satoru's stupid joke.

"Just answer." — The man with messy white hair insisted along with a look begging for seriousness on his part. — "Please, dear."

Another movement was made on the bed, you turned your body, not so quickly or abruptly, on the bed so that your belly was against the mattress and blanket; once again the softness of the fabrics passed through your skin. — So, you rested your elbows on the white pillow and managed to have a privileged and admiring view of your lover, who was waiting for your response.

Trying to relax, and break the mood that was terrible for you, you placed a hand on your chin as if you were thinking about something promising. — And he even let out a thoughtful mumble; something Satoru would do.

"Amazing how you dare think i can live without you." — Gods, that could easily come out of Satoru's mouth; and in fact, you were almost sure he had already said something similar.

"Hey, that's my line!" — Gojo scolded, even leaning his large body towards his, and trying to maintain a serious expression against that situation; which failed shortly thereafter.

A triumphant, warm and liberating smile formed on Satoru's thin lips, giving visibility to the dimples that you loved to admire in the man. — You once admitted that one of the things you loved most about him was his dimples; and that curmudgeon spent the day smiling. — A smile that you didn't want to leave your life or your eyes.

Leave. — Such a small word but with such an intense and painful meaning, a meaning that you didn't want to get involved in your life; not to get involved with Satoru. — A very hard feeling, so cruel, so empty.

You hated that word, that meaning, those countless sensations; and you hated that question asked by Gojo Satoru. — But one thing you didn't hate in that situation was your response to that question.

Because there was no answer; you didn't know how to respond, justify or even create an abominable and distressing scenario for it. — You didn't see or assume your image without Satoru by your side. — If Satoru was there, you would be too but if Satoru wasn't there, you wouldn't know where you would be.

That was your greatest fear, your greatest weakness.

"I don't know, Toru." — When the genuine and natural moment between you ceased, you murmured the only thing your mind reciprocated about the subject discussed.

One more, and last, movement on the bed was made and this time it was Satoru; who rested his elbow on the pillow, placing his hand on his face and the other hand went to your face. — You felt his rough fingers, but at that exact moment they were so soft, touch your face; a long and delicate affection was performed by her lover. — Comfort, security and passion filled your chest.

Satoru looked at you with so much admiration, so much passion. — He never loved a person as much as he loved you, he made that clear to everyone and to you. — Those eyes contained a mixture of all the shades of blue that could exist in that mediocre world; and thus, turning a new color of blue that you were, absolutely, in love with. — Eyes you never wanted to stop admiring.

Not even the strongest, chosen and worthy sorcerer could give an answer to his own question; even though they didn't admit it through their looks according to the circumstance. — He wouldn't know how to live without you by his side, without you in this miserable world. — And Gojo understood you, he always understood and understood you, as to why an understandable response didn't come from your lips.

"One day you will have to know, my love." — With an immense and burning desire to cry, to release trapped and painful tears from his beautiful eyes, Satoru manages to control himself. — You direct your hand so that it is under Satoru's.

And once again, you pray that day never comes.

For the first time in so long, your prayer, your request, your cry was ignored with fervor, anguish and torture. — Feelings that were debating with such force in your chest, to the point of hurting.

Gojo Satoru was dead. — Satoru had left, just like he had one day asked you about what you were going to do; and so, you kept the same answer.

You didn't know what to do.

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