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#can you tell how anti-gojo i am from this
dolcezzatoru · 18 days
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𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: satoru gojo x fem!reader 𝐰𝐜: 2.4k 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: marijuana use 𝐚/𝐧: based off how i feel when i smoke a bit teehee <3 enjoy our lil lightweight hornyman
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“i can feel you lookin at me, y’know,” you giggle.
you feel satoru’s eyes burning into the back of your head as he splays out on the couch. 
“oh, i didn’t realize it was a crime to admire my beautiful girlfriend,” he teases. he coos his words, making you roll your eyes as he speaks.
“uh huh,” you respond flatly. your voice gave away that you were smiling, and you hoped he didn’t notice.
you finished rolling the joint tightly, keeping a sliver of paper hanging off to drag your tongue across. sealing it, you admired your work before turning back to your boyfriend, who was stretching his long limbs out.
“this looks like shit,” satoru reaches up to grab the joint from your hands, laughing while he takes it.
“you dont even smoke, satoru, you’re in no place to say that,”
he hands it back to you, averting his eyes from yours. uncharacteristically, he doesn’t fight back. you slowly take the joint in your hand.
“what’s that look?”
“what look?”
“you have a look on your face,” you say, “like you wanna tell me something,”
he pauses for a sec, finally looking up. 
“can i try it this time?”
you almost laugh at the notion. 
“no way mr-anti-drug wants to try a hit”
satoru puts on his best puppy dog eyes as you suppress another smile.
“fine,” you cave, “c’mere”
you flick your lighter aglow as you lean over the coffee table and light the joint, taking a quick drag to show satoru the right way to do it. his fingers shakily take it away from you, holding it delicately and cautiously. he takes a long puff before erupting into a coughing fit.
“i told you to go slow,” you whine, rubbing his back and grabbing the joint as he continues to cough.
“sorry,” he chokes out with tears forming in his eyes as he continues to hack. you might as well get your fill, at least, rubbing your poor boyfriend’s back between drags of your own. squinting, satoru reaches his hand out for the joint.
“you ready?”
he nods, looking like he’s holding back another cough as you hand him it. he’s learned from his mistake, doing a few, quick pulls instead of one long one. satoru holds eye contact with you as he does it, teary blue eyes searching for approval with every movement.
and this went back and forth for a bit; you and satoru sitting in silence over some soft music that wasn’t being listened to, as satoru’s confidence grew with every rotation. you were proud of how fast he was catching on and how well he was handling it.
you cut yourselves off when you felt it was right.
satoru peered over at you from the other side of the couch through half-lidded eyes, smiling lazily.
“feeling okay there, sweetie?” your mind was beginning to feel more clouded than you expected, but you decided to be the strong one this time.
“yeah, i’m okay,” satoru replies calmly, slowly and heavily blinking, it makes you giggle. 
“ya sure?”
he smiles back, nodding.
“mmmhm…really sure,” 
he held eye contact, continuing his sweet, tired smile as he sunk deeper into the couch. you faced him, studying his delicate, chiseled features as he studied yours. 
“you’re cute,” he giggled.
love felt a little sweeter when you were sky high like this. all you could focus on was him.
and how soft the couch felt beneath you, oh my god, like a cloud. your body felt weightless.
you slow-blink to refocus your eyes on satoru. before you fully can, he bursts out into a laughing fit, falling closer to you on the couch.
“you aren’t even listening to me,” he whines, pawing at your legs. you look down at him. 
the whites of his pretty blue eyes are painted a light shade of pink around the edges, making his stark blue irises look more vibrant than ever. vibrant, but glazed over. there wasn’t a single fluid thought in his mind. 
“am too,” you protest, “it just caught me off guard,”
“that’s bullshit,” satoru laughs.
“hey now,” 
you flop and lay down with him. satoru sighs in content.
“i fucking love this couch,”
his words are slow and intentional, each one taking its sweet time to leave his unfortunately dry mouth. you turn to him, genuinely shocked.
“i was just thinking that!” 
satoru mirrors your expression and laughs.
“did you read my mind?”
“swear i didn’t,”
“oh wow…”
you two sit in silence.
“my mouth is dry,” he complains.
“that’s normal baby,”
satoru groans as you attempt to soothe him, hearing him smack his lips together to get some fluid between them.
“if you could read my mind would you tell me?” 
“baby, why would i tell you?”
he sits up dramatically, looking offended.
“don’t you love me?” he laughs.
“i do, but–”
“no way…”
the two of you burst out laughing, his laugh only making you laugh harder. he flops back down on the couch, you falling down next to him with your heads touching. silence falls between you again, the music softly rocking you two to a comfortable quietness.
“i feel so floaty right now,”
satoru still licks his lips while he says it, staring up at the ceiling. you wondered what he was thinking about while he looked to the white nothingness for a response. his hair looked so soft, you just had to find out for yourself what it would feel like.
fingers feeling a little light, you reach up and snake your fingers through his hair, feeling like you can make out every individual strand one by one. it was like a little wave of a white ocean filtering through your increasingly numb fingertips.
satoru gently moans, feeling your hands massaging his scalp.
the room falls towards the music again to hold the conversation. satoru closes his eyes, breathing deeply and slowly while you play with his hair. it felt like it could’ve been an hour before anyone spoke.
of course with satoru, that wasn’t possible.
“my legs are tingling,”
that was a usual feeling from this strain. it’s one of the reasons you liked it so much, after all. first you feel really good, and then your lower half feels like it’s floating, and then naturally, that makes you feel–
satoru turns his head and grabs yours too, fiercely shoving his tongue in your mouth to feel every part of you with him.
“...tastes good,” he mumbles between kisses.
if you could even call them that. he was leading the entire motion; you barely had enough time to get your arching arm out of his hair before he was moaning into your mouth.
you two face each other on the couch while you gently comb his hair away from his face.
he keeps going in for one more kiss.
satoru has to get the last word, the last door slam, the last kiss. and he doesn’t care how many times he has to close his eyes and pucker up in order for him to do it.
“feelin’ romantic, hm?” you giggle between his pecks.
“mhm,” he practically moans out, “just wanna kiss you more,”
“wait,” 
you maneuver a bit, getting up to adjust to a more comfortable position. satoru sits up a bit, or tries to, but you can tell his legs are not hooked up to his floaty little brain. so you help him a bit, straddling his waist as you lean down to kiss him more.
he loves it. his hands travel up and down your body, grabbing anywhere they could like he’d lose whatever part of you he didn’t feel for himself. his kisses were passionate, greedy, and practically begging for more. uncharacteristically, it was selfish–but hearing him moan and pant out your name, while he grabs all over had you looking the other way.
something pokes you. satoru moans a bit more as you pull away and see his face blush more.
he’s hard. from just kissing.
you can’t help but nip at his neck as you grind in his lap to tease him.
“all this from making out?” you tease, “someone’s eager tonight,”
“shut up,” he huffs out, opening his neck more for you, “i can’t help it,”
satoru gets more handsy, almost biting back at your teasing. his hands snake up your shirt, unclasping your bra underneath your shirt to mosey it off with your top in one go, quick enough to barely break the kiss to get it above your head.
the pace he was moving, the neediness of his tongue and actions had you feeling–
“i’m so fucking hot,” he mutters, pulling away to take his shirt off to add it to the pile with yours. both of you were wearing pajama bottoms, so satoru made quick work of pushing your little shorts to the side and pulling his pants down to his knees.
your skin touched his bare torso, feeling the heat at your core increase as you pressed yourself against him. you arch your ass in the air for satoru to slide himself in. his lips couldn’t stay off of you, pressing sloppy kisses to your shoulder and collarbone as he tried to peek over them to see your ass.
he grabbed his cock, the sensation making him hitch his breath as the feeling was all new to him. his legs and lower half were entirely on a different level than the rest of him–he felt everything but nothing at all. it felt amazing.
he rubbed it up and down between your folds, using your wetness to lubricate the head. it was hitting your clit perfectly, making you shudder as he teased your entrance. satoru kept his lips on your shoulder, one-track mind unable to keep kissing you while he focused his attention on rubbing the head of his cock up and down. 
god, it feels unreal. for both of you, really. selfishly, satoru was simply indulging this new sense and thinking only with his dick. it didn’t really matter what you wanted at the moment–it was all about him right now. 
and this felt so good, you were kind of okay with it.
as satoru moaned and breathed heavily against your skin, you held onto him more, pressing your chest against his to try and get fiction anywhere you could.
your body was in a different plane. it was almost like your body was underwater, made of light, or maybe on fire. but it was a warming kind of fire, the one that would make you feel so cozy and secure on a rainy day. it was internal though, and it was electric. any part of you that could touch him felt like it was tingling.
you wanted to be closer to him. you were smushed up against him but it wasn’t close enough.
“are you gonna fuck me or what,” you softly ask in his ear.
“someone’s eager tonight,” he mocks you earlier.
“you’re so horrible to me,” you nip at the shell of his ear as he slows his pace, quickens it, breathing picking up as he focuses on a way to respond.
“hold tight, doll,”
you can’t help but to comply as he finally sticks it in, wanton moan leaving you instinctively as he bottoms out in you. usually he asks before he moves, asks if you’re ready before his pace picks up before you have time to collect yourself.
not this time!
satoru felt too good to do that. the way you felt around him, the warmth and gummy walls of you felt like pure nirvana before he even started moving. god, he wasn’t going to last long at all. he had to put all his focus on not cumming immediately in you that you were speaking and moaning and he barely heard it.
it was something he’d never felt before, and all he wanted was more.
he started slow and gradually picked up the pace, arms wrapping around your lower back to keep you pinned to him as he eventually fucked you relentlessly. his pace was quick, but sloppy and uncharacteristically messy. his body was moving before he could tell it to; so lost in the feeling that he didn’t care how graceful he was with it. 
you held onto him close, eyes rolling back and closing as you couldn't hold back any moans, praises, or any incoherent noises that left your mouth.
you felt every inch of him, unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. you felt every inch, every vein, every stroke in its entirety. it was intoxicating.
“fuck, fuck, fuck-” satoru breathed out heavily.
you rested your head on his chest, barely able to lift your body up from your high. you let him adjust you, move you around, mold you to whatever felt best for him. it felt good for you too. more than good, actually.
“c-c- i’m g-gonna,”
with a few more heavy thrusts, satoru kisses your shoulder and neck more, moaning as he paints your walls with his cum. the two of you stay like this for a bit, any movement spiking your oversensitivity with your high. 
satoru plants a few more kisses on your frame, pulling you up and off of him and pulling his pants back up. you help him sit up and he hands you his shirt, the first one he grabs, unable to stop himself from kissing you sweetly in the afterglow.
you sit on his lap as satoru helps you put his shirt on, holding you close as he fixes your messy hair and rubs your back.
“i’m gonna get something to clean up,”
he looks up at you, admiring your exhausted face as he continues rubbing your back.
“i wanna stay like this a little longer,” you pout.
satoru lays back again, pulling you with him as he settles back into the couch.
still feeling high, laying down like this on your boyfriend’s chest felt like pure heaven. selfishly, satoru didn’t want to get up and grab a towel just yet. it’d be painful to leave you, even for just a minute.
he plays with your hair as you begin to sleep on top of him, feeling himself get heavy eyelids as he barely can hold onto his consciousness.
“i wish i started smoking with you sooner,” he mumbles.
your eyes are closed, smiling as you call him on his bluff.
“i’ll hold you to that,”
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goth-mami-writer · 25 days
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POV: You're the quiet intern just trying to make it down these steps⬇️
@short-honey-badger who helped me cough this up a few months ago, and we had a lotttt of fun.
⚠️(absolutely not my art. The artist is @yunonoai on TWT. Thx!)⚠️
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《 Your director told you to use the back stairwell after the day was finished with final takes in filming. You were the new intern on set and still learning everyone's roles and names, but you knew the cast well. After grabbing your coffee and bag, then being told by the director to use the back stairwell due to some work being done on the front entrance, your stomach churned.
That's where the cast took their smoke breaks between sets and most of them....didn't know you. You were the newbie, and you saw how some of them looked at you in-between filming takes. All of them towered above even the director sometimes, and intimidating just wasn't the word. Some were very cordial. Or at least friendly. But for others... that just wasn't the case. They were almost entirely like their fictional character. Smug and coarse in interaction.
You took a deep breath and opened the door to the back stairwell. The first thing to hit you was the smell of deep, musky cigarette. It almost gagged you because half of them were avid smokers, often being late to set times from hurrying back from their smoke breaks. The heat from the outside lot met you then, and you squinted your eyes from the bright light that illuminated your descent. But you realized now that it wasn't just a few of them here.
It was all of them.
The villains, the noble protagonists. The anti heroes.
Oh, God. Everyone was here.
"Heyy.." The half of them called out in unison while the others only gave a you side glance from their unenthused expressions.
All of their legs were folded across the concrete steps, making it difficult for you to navigate your way down safely. You swallowed hard and decided to speak up for those who might have not realized you were needing through.
"Uhm, excuse me. Sorry." You said with your hands clutched on the strap of your bag.
Nanami, the upstanding gentleman of the group, was the first to stand. He was sitting right at the front, that being your only sigh of relief. He was one of the oldest, and his presence on set always made everyone feel safe. He was especially kind to women.
"Here, dear, I'll help you through." Nanami said with a charming smile as he dubbed out his cigarette into the concrete. He told everyone to mind their legs, and only half of them listened.
"Oh, come the fuck on, she'll be fine." Remarked Toji, the boisterous asshole who spoke his mind with a sneer no matter who was listening. He rolled his eyes and moved his knees from your path. Nanami held his hands on your shoulders as you began down and you tried not to look at each of them but it was so hard. All of them were so endearingly attractive in their own specific ways.
Sure Toji was snide and downright rude as hell but his cocky grin made all of the girls' knees shake. It leveled everything about his asshole personality.
To your immediate left, was Geto, the quiet protagonist in the show who nudged the man to his side Gojo, who moved his blindfold up, moving out of your way accordingly with a smile.
Gojo turned his head down the stairs and everyone seemed to pay attention when his very telling blue eyes came from beneath his dark blindfold,
"Guys, let the intern through."
"Eat a dick, Satoru." Toji remarked from across the steps.
Everything was going fine. You were about halfway down now with Nanami's hands holding your shoulders protectively until you finally passed Toji by who began to loudly exclaim from behind you once his eyes fell low as you passed him by,
"Goddamn! She can walk past me anyday!"
You felt a very intentional smack to the back of your ass only to be returned by Nanami who you could hear reprimanding the eager man with a vicious grip to his collar before apologizing to you in your ear,
"I am so sorry."
"It's okay." You said with your face painted a blinding shade of red, and you looked down, just hoping to make it down the rest of these steps without being humiliated further.
Gojo and Geto had a little more class, only sharing a menacing look to each other at the sight of your ass so close as you passed and now you were finally closer to the bottom flight of stairs, still being led by Nanami.
Here at the bottom held two of the more unsavory characters that included Sukuna and Choso, two villains, however powerful and / or likable they were. Choso, the quieter one of the pair, only moved his outstretched legs, not giving a word in your direction before looking back down to his phone. His eyes were so catching and dark that you wished he would've kept your gaze. But that stare was only broken as you passed by the last loiterer there on the stairs, Sukuna.
He grew a cunning, mischievous smile and asked you with his voice that purred so seductively like a flirt no matter what he was saying,
"Hm, I've never caught your name on set?"
You told him your name and he hummed with a sultry, entertained rumble in his throat as he reached out to touch your blouse in a clear pass until he was stopped by Nanami, who was determined to not let you get touched twice.
"Hands to yourself, old man." Nanami grumbled before rubbing your shoulder as you reached the lower flight now. He asked if you'd like to be walked to your car as well, but you assured him it was fine, thanking him for being so kind.
"We'll see ya tomorrow!" Toji called down with his eyes narrowed in a haughty expression from his seat above, and you shivered hearing that.
"I promise we'll be more behaved if you take this way tomorrow! Have a good night!" Nanami promised as he made his way back up to the very first step, and you hurried now to your car. Your face was red, your arms were trembling, and your blood raced.
You weren't embarrassed or humiliated at all. Instead, it was closer to exhilaration to be so close to them in a cramped space like that. And it certainly didn't help that no one minded their manners. It only made you want it more. You fanned yourself and hoped that the front entrance that you usually took to get to the parking lot never got fixed.
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nyahctrl · 5 months
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𝜗𝜚 Satoru with a s/o who likes to get stoned
authors note: last thursday when i had ‘an experience’ i do not want to romanticize. i thought about how gojo would react to his s/o being high (because he doesn’t use any mind altering substances) so here i am ft. the notes from my phone i tried to use (i barely formed words) / tumblr doesn’t let me posts blogs with pics so excuse the lack of aesthetics
cw: drug use (mari🍃nna), insecure reader, nickname use princess
"Babe?"
"Yeah, princess?"
"Do you think it's weird how you have a girlfriend who likes to get high?"
— Let's be honest, he's probably used to being around high people because of Geto and Shoko (you can't tell me they don't stone occasionally)
— Satoru overall perception is that you're cute when you're high, because you never talk this much about your feelings with him, especially your feelings for him
— For when you're hyperactive, he probably gonna have a lot of fun, hearing you bubbling and trying to get 194829 things done but not doing shit right. Trust, it's documented in his camera roll.
— If you're rather chill and relaxed he totally enjoys cuddling with you and just watching you looking in the distance or taking 3 minutes to finish one thought. He is totally curious about what you think but wouldn't push it. (especially if you get high to destress from something)
— At the occasion of you having a bad trip he's totally there for you and those are the times he especially doesn't condone you consuming things, when they make you feel like this. But also in general if you would ask him, he would probably be anti-substances for you. Satoru understands the double blade of it, but as for something like mariXXnna, he would rather tease you out of it than having a real intervention. (No confrontation babe)
— He also wouldn't 'initiate' anything sexual or even go for it when you're beyond normal comprehension
— He loves hearing you talk about the most nonsense things. You wanna explain him your personal playlist? Why you sorted those songs that way? What each song personally means to you, which is just crazy specific. He is all ears.
— Your personal sandwich maker for your cravings, doing insane combos to impress you and asking for your opinion, being absolutely honored when you praise him like he created one of the seven world wonders (it's just a sandwich but he knows you eat everything up in that state)
— Now that I think about it, Satoru is probably the most quiet when you're high and babbling because he feels like he can hear you without any barriers of shame, that could stop you from expressing your true thoughts (and he will use anything you told him later to tease you and then he won't shut up, trust)
"- like isn't it useless, am i not crazy for taking it and you're judging me like what if you find me weird and you're normal and i'm weird and you see me as usless and stop loving me-" he finds it cute how you're so worried about all of that when he couldn't care less unless it's harming you in any way.
— (I have no idea if it's just me) but when you tend to be overly insecure about your feelings/expressing your anxious feelings, he will not stop reassuring you. Especially when you ask him 18 times if he knows you love him and that your love is sincere etc.He does take your insecurities as a validation of your love for him though.
"Oh my god, do i act like a drunk person? So i may sound like that. WTF i'm so insecure I have to stop. I'm sorry. I love you. Now I'm being quiet. You won't hear me talking. Omg am I more serious when I'm not high. Am I a drunk person?"
— His personal fave moments are when you start to explain for 15 minutes how much you love him and you start to go in so much detail that it's getting ridiculous. He would while all of that hug you from behind and look at you with the most soft look in his face just nodding and chuckling because you make it for real sound ridiculously.
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thatdesklamp · 5 months
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hey! i’m the anon that once asked you about ur english a level if you even care to remember lmaoo. I JUST SAW THE REBLOGGED POST WHERE ANOTHER READER SAID THEY HATED SATORU FROM IW AND I’M???
obviously everyone’s entitled to their own opinions. i think that’s the point of reading anything tbh, form your own opinions and decide whether you like something/someone or not, bUT I LITERALLY CANNOT HELP BUT DISAGREE SO STRONGLY 😭 i’ve literally never felt this strongly about a person’s opinion on a fictional character let alone how the fictional character was written in a FANFIC 😀
and obviously, no hate to them or whatever. as i said, their opinion is theirs, i just randomly felt the need to tell you mine (ik you never asked, i’m bored and my student finance situation is pissing me off so here i am lol). i think the reason why i feel so offended (jokingly haha) about any hate towards satoru in ur fic is bcz you’ve written him identical to how satoru in the actual anime/manga is, so i felt like it was a well aimed punch to canon!satoru and as his certified wife, i can’t stand by and watch this happen 😟
he makes dumb decisions sometimes but i think that has a lot to do with the fact that hebi is quite literally his oldest friend and allowing whatever feelings he has to get in the way of that (without knowing whether she likes him or not from his pov) is risky in terms of their friendship and where that’ll take them. like in the chapter where they had their first kiss, ofc, we as readers know why she backed off and what she meant by how she couldn’t “do this anymore” (or something along those lines), but he was never aware of her NON-PLATONIC feelings towards him, so i think (i say think bcz i’m the reader and you’re the author so what you say GOES) he was just confused by what she meant.
like if i were to randomly start telling you a story of my life with no context, and you hear me say names of my friends somewhere along that story, but i never TOLD you they were my friends, you’d think “oh who’s that?” until i clarified who they are to me. quite like how he was probably confused when she was explaining how she couldn’t allow herself to indulge in something that she thought wasn’t reciprocated. he had no context and was therefore just… stupid lmao 😭 he was criticising her for leaving even tho she promised to stay bcz he just didn’t understand (not saying it’s hebi’s fault in ANY way, she is MOTHER, i will defend her till the day i die).
yeah i have a lot of other reasons why satoru is not a bad person in ur fic (he’s literally a copy of himself in canon, kudos to ur BRILLIANT writing and characterisation of him) but ik you’re probably bored and i have to go turn the house heating on bcz uk weather is no joke 😀
Hello!!
This is so so funny and lovely to hear—I’ve heard so much variety in opinions on Gojo in my fic, mainly through the comments, and so it’s so lovely when people genuinely take a proper big opinion on either side of the ‘debate’. I fully get why people would be anti-Gojo just because we’re so invested in Hebi’s perspective and when she’s treated poorly/feeling shit, it does reflect poorly on him. I think that’s why I found it fun to write the Satoru-pov oneshots; IW is such a case of ‘unreliable narrator’-ism in a way that’s not always immediately evident, and so taking yourself out of Hebi’s perspective and immersing yourself in someone else’s can really help to get a more well-rounded view of all the characters, I guess.
But yeah, I’m glad you think IW Gojo is similar to canon Gojo! I used to struggle so much with his characterisation with him as a kid, which was I think partly because he was a child and that’s difficult anyway, but also because IW was one of the first things I’d written in… like, actual years, and I wasn’t that good at writing at that point.
I do think a lot of Satoru’s dumb actions come from ignorance, in whatever aspect, and I think it’s up to the reader as to how much they ‘blame’ him for that. Especially in the later chapters: should he have noticed Hebi’s degredation in mental health, and should he have done something about it if he did, even if she had never reached out to him? She did, after all, never actually confide in him about anything troubling her: I made it a point to state it multiple times. That, I guess, is where people’s opinions will inevitably differ, as to assigning both blame and responsibility. The idea will come up a lot next chapter, but—perhaps it’s almost similar to the Geto/Gojo situation. Yes, Gojo noticed a change, and yes, he tried to talk to Geto about it: but did he do enough? Should he have tried harder? Would it have even made a difference? People have different opinions on their split, too, because it’s not so set in stone. I think that’s the main reason people would dislike IW Satoru.
More about ignorance: you’re right, I can’t see him knowing about Hebi’s feelings. Satoru’s so much more of an active character than Hebi, who is intentionally very passive (if only ‘intentionally’ so I can have the slowburn make some degree of sense, lmao, but hey!). If he knew, I’d have to have him confront her about it. Like, I cannot see Gojo *not* pushing for something if he ever thought there was a possibility of her reciprocating. So, in my head, it can be concluded from his lack of action pre-kiss, that he absolutely doesn’t think she likes him back, and he also absolutely doesn’t want to fuck up the friendship. Again: it’s so, so, so important to him. I try to justify it in the oneshots—I know so much of this is #miscommunication, but controversial opinion, miscommunication adds to the drama and is fun under CERTAIN SITUATIONS, it’s not always a bad thing. LOL.
But also low-key I get why people wouldn’t like him. But also I get why people would, and would be more than fucked off with Hebi. And why people would be somewhere in the middle. Idk where I stand, they’re just both my lil pooks, yk. <3
But hell yeah! I love ur Satoru defence squad. And enjoy your heating (😀) and respite from student finance—I wouldn’t wish that process on my worst enemy </3
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khepiari · 1 year
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Life X Death (from now discontinued webtoon A Matter of Life and Death)
Aziraphale X Crowley
Magnus X Alec
Wei Wuxian X Lan Wangji
Shen Wei X Zhao Yulan
Xie Lian X Hua Cheng
Zhao Zishu X Wen Kexing
Sarawat X Tine
Xeno x Stan
Gojo x Geto
P.S- Current favourite BLs/Yaoi/
- That Awkward Magic on Webtoon - Matter of Life and Death on Tapas (Author stopped updating) - FOOLs on Tapas - Twenty on Webcomic - Heir's Game on Webtoon - The Grandmaster Of Demonic Cultivation -Guardian -2gether -Manner of Death
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My concerns about One Piece Live Action and why I think Netflix is the problem.
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Food tv shows I will sulk and curl up if I don’t get to read and watch cosy Japanese Food Tv Series, books and animanga.
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My favourite BL webcomic is That Awkward Magic! It is currently being self-published on Webtoon.
My favourite GL webcomic is The Witch, which too is being self-published on Webtoon.
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My favourite Danemi author is Priest. Yes I love MXTX to death, but Priest has me by chokehold.
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So agree with your posts about Gojo. Yes, he's not perfect but that what made him what he is. And clearly from that anon ask, the blogger is anti-gojo, and even if it's painful for me, I also agree with that blogger about Gojo's characters.
But it's thanks to you Neon that I understand more about Gojo and Geto's characters and you made me into SatoSugu shipper....All the best wishes for you 🌻🌷💐
P.s
I'm surprised that BNHA not entered your fav media. (Because at first I know you from your BNHA posts)...
Hello again, friend. 🌻💛
Buried wayyyy, way at the end of the post, the blogger from before admitted that Gojo has good characterization, that they enjoy it. I think the anti-sentiments at the beginning made it hard to concede when they make good points. So tone likely made the difference there, especially with a character that has inspired real life shrines and heart ache for fans 😅
In the interest of adding some additional perspective ✨ consider the fact that Gojo, who's been in like... MAYBE a fourth of the overall story (I'm likely being generous here), is marked by such complexity that he can be so polarizing. I find it a little entertaining that he is received in fandom largely as he's received in universe (and sometimes with the same level of misunderstanding). He can be a fan favorite and still shoulder the burden of everyone's criticism or disdain. Meanwhile, in the shadows, Mei Mei is an active child predator and opportunist but I don't see nearly enough slander out there on her. Gojo's flaws aren't unique within the parameter of the story but he'll still be the one to suffer the diatribes.
I talk a lot about how characters should be as messy as real people. Just as jagged, mercurial and evolving. The texture of a rich characterization is what gives fan artists and fanfic writers something to grab onto and gives a character life beyond the source material. So, honestly? All this makes me like him even more. 😉 I hope it does the same for you. As always, I'm glad you're here and apologize for the persisting angst of being a SatoSugu shipper hahaha And remember, my words nor anyone else's need to sway how you feel about your faves. Totally fine to consider other viewpoints, especially when trying to find nuance in the story, but what you like is what you like and that's perfectly fine.
Regarding the last ask about favorites, I tend to be a bit capricious when it comes to nailing down faves but I tried to diversify my picks! JJK and BNHA are not the same story by a long shot. Lately, I've been considering some themes or elements that cross over, sure, but aside from occupying similar real estate in my head, the comparison ends there. I only wanted to include one since anyone who's seen my blog can just... tell. ✨ I settled on JJK because I feel like we can somewhat see what the reasonable end might look like for BNHA but I am still regularly thrilled and stumped by what'll happen next in JJK.
Don't worry, anon, the love and brain rot are still there. 🧡💚
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rodivi · 2 years
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Forgotten Curse: Sukuna x Curse! Reader: Chapter 3
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Yuji offers his hand to the curse and she takes it albeit with an expression of cautiousness.
"I guess you're taking care of me now?"
"I wouldn't say it like that...rather think of me as a friend." Yuji brushes his hair back giving a bashful smile. "I'm going to get some first-aid from the infirmary. Your condition doesn't look good." He runs off making sure to close the door behind him remembering Gojo's words.
She cannot leave this room.
"Damn, it's so hot." She says between pants. Leaning against the wall she slides down to the floor, but not before the tailsmans shove her away.
My teeth...they hurt.
Moving a finger to her teeth she touches her canines. She gets pricked by it and blood drips from her finger.
"Fuck."
"I'm back! Wait, why is your finger bleeding?" He says slamming the door behind him. Yuji crouches down and puts his hand to her forehead. "I brought some ice...I almost forgot you were a curse for a second." Yuji squeezes the handle of the first-aid kit. "You probably don't need the ice since your fever is already going down. But it seems your fingers haven't healed yet." He opens the box with two confirming clicks and removes some anti-bacterial wipes and gauze. He takes her hand in his, the tips of her fingers are red and have tiny cuts all around the nail bed. "I'm going to start disinfecting now." The curse flinches but doesn't say anything.
I remember his hatred.
How is he still able to smile after...?
He's completely different from Sukuna.
Her thoughts are interrupted by a hand waving in front of her face. "Hey, I finished patching you up. It may not be the best work but it should hold you over till your self-healing finishes."
"Why did you save me?" She says fiddling with her freshly bandaged fingers.
"I..." He begins, but no words came out.
"You should've heeded your friend's words. Things will change because you saved me." Red eyes stare at him. There is no shine.
"I don't know what Gojo-sensei said to you but you have me by your side now." Yuji clasps her hands in his. "Everyone keeps telling me the same thing; consequences, repercussions, and the weight of choosing to save a life. All I saw was a reflection of myself in you. And the will to survive." She wrenches her hands out of his.
"You don't even know me. Or what I have gone through since you made your choice." She grits her teeth. "The future..."
"If you're so worried about what's going to happen next whether it be because of Sukuna or not, then fight. Make a change in yourself so hope becomes possible. That's what I think."
"I'm still weak."
"Then what of the claw marks on the walls? Are you telling me that's nothing?" Yuji gestures to the deep fissures in the wall. The indents of the footprints remain in the ground. Although, the frost has receded and melted.
"That wasn't me."
"There's no way it wasn't you."
"I'm telling you it wasn't--"
"I've heard enough." Gojo strolls into the room disturbing the atmosphere. Both Yuji and the curse whip their heads in the direction of the door. "I can make a guess but there's no way to be sure." They both stare at Gojo waiting for an answer.
"An overwhelming amount of negative emotion caused your cursed energy to fluctuate. You mentioned amnesia before, this could have something to do with it." Gojo scratches his head.
"Now you suddenly believe what I was saying earlier." Y/n stares at Gojo baffled at his conclusion.
"This is one of many possibilities, I have to keep observing you if I want to make a definite conclusion. Maybe I should call Nanami..."
"How about we train together?" Yuji asks.
"Great idea, Itadori~." Gojo snickers thinking of the next course of action. "First, we're getting out of this room."
"Didn't you tell me she couldn't leave the room?" Yuji questions.
"You have me so there'll be no problems. Remember the last battle?" Gojo says smirking.
"Of course!" Yuji's eyes sparkle at the memory.
"Am I missing something or...?" Y/n looks between the two of them waiting for them to elaborate.
"To the training grounds!" Yuji and Gojo shout dragging Y/n along for the ride.
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"I lost to Gojo Satoru of all people." Jogo fumes, his head spouting ash.
"You wouldn't have made it back alive if it wasn't for Hanami. Shut your mouth." Getou's face twists into something indiscernible.
Jogo's eye widens and he pinches his lips together in fear.
"Aw, don't sweat it too much. We do have bigger problems after all~. Right, Getou?" Mahito takes another sip from his tropical smoothie. He picks up the little red umbrella decoration in the drink twiring it. Until he crushes it in his palm.
Heh.
"The plan has changed but we'll still be on track for the main event." Getou walks over to Mahito and sits in the lounge chair next to him. Ocean waves rhythmically withdraw and advance almost enough to lull the soul, almost. Hanami decides to wander off with Jogo. The sound of sand was the only thing that signaled their retreat.
"You want me to investigate the new curse, right?" Mahito grins.
"Either we can convince them to join our side otherwise just eliminate them. We don't need a wildcard ruining our plans." Getou says laying back and uses his arms as a pillow.
"I'll go have some fun then~." Mahito drops his glass into the sand getting up from the lounge chair. Sand crunches beneath his feet as he makes his way to the portal.
Today is a good day to kill some humans~
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"You have to use cursed energy!" Gojo repeats for umpteenth time.
"I'm trying but it isn't working." Y/n attempts another punch at Yuji but almost all of them don't even land.
"Should we try a different approach?" Yuji says not even worn out from the countless hours of training.
Seriously, how is he not even tired?!
"I'm starting to think you're even less human than I am with that energy." Y/n exhales.
"How about going on the defensive?" Gojo suggests.
"Won't I get pummeled into the ground by Yuji's divergent fist he keeps talking about?"
"You never know something interesting might happen~." Gojo places his hand under his chin making a finger gun.
Wait, maybe it'll be similar to the dream. If it was a dream that is.
"Alright, I'll do it." She tries to remember the defensive stance she did in her 'dream'. And gets into position.
"Remember to dodge too." But Gojo says it too late. Yuji pounces on her full force making her fumble and slide across the ground.
"How the fuck am I supposed to defend against that?" She gestures toward Yuji in annoyance.
"Cursed energy?" Yuji comments.
"I don't need your commentary Yuji. Come at me again. Cause' I'm fucking pissed." She taunts him, done with training. Yuji runs side-stepping and pivoting toward his target. When he is about to be hit, she hits back with her defense stance. Literally.
"Woah!" Yuji gets knocked back and falls to the ground.
"Good job, now you have to keep doing that with that same energy."
"I have to keep harnessing negative emotions in battle? Somehow that makes me angrier." Ticked off she pinches the bridge of her nose.
Thump, thump
A sharp pain strikes her head and she drops down in pain. "Why now?" That's the last thing she says before being consumed by darkness. The voices of concern fade out, she is alone.
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"It's overtime."
Chapter twenty-two or twenty-three, which one? Mahito, Mahito, Mahito. Changing the shape of the soul. All of their endless suffering. I can hear their cries; help me, save me, kill me.
His smile during battle is putrid. Having fun with human suffering. Don't think I forgot about your short philosophical moment.
"Being indifferent, is being revengeful."
Don't lie Mahito, that is only part of the truth. Taking action can be an act of revenge too.
Poor Junpei, had to listen to your lies till the end.
"Life isn't valuable."
Mahito~ Did you even bother to search for that value?
Don't worry, I'll beat you mentally then physically to make you rethink your entire purpose. If emotions are mechanical, it doesn't matter if they are pleased or not, right?
Poor Nanami. This list goes on but I can't be distracted by what I already know.
I'll keep reading it over and over again until I find the answers I seek. A new path.
Sukuna it all comes back to you. Creating a chain of events that cause these high-grade curses to band together. My hatred is bottomless. Yet I find myself liking you. Is it the destruction? Your madness? The will to do as you wish and the power to make all submit?
It must be that. Therefore, I'll take it. Your precious power.
Who am I kidding? This is just a story, nothing more, nothing less. These thoughts are my solace.
Hate and love are too close. Or is it my paranoia that he'll kill me one day? Then I do not love but fear him.
That is the truth.
For I am a weak human powerless in my own world. I must forge a path with power of my own.
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*Achoo!*
This is the third time. I wonder if that human superstition is true? Is someone talking bad about me?
Mahito laughs at the thought. "No way, that's idiotic. Time for the next experiment!" He runs off into a store with his next idea in place.
Long, thin, wide, tall; How far can the soul stretch?
The victims are everyone in his line of sight.
"Wow! 402 meters in length."
"As thin as a string, fascinating."
Does the age of the soul change how much it can be manipulated?
He grabbed people of all ages; young, old, and in-between. There was no end to his rampage.
"I guess the age of the soul doesn't matter. That's too bad. I thought I would be onto my next breakthrough..." Mahito sits on the railing made next to the edge of a cliff in a sub-urban area. "Is it already this dark out?"
Is it possible to make the soul glow?
"Hehehehe." He chuckles to himself as someone passes by him.
"What are you laughing about?" Mahito frowns at the human and grabs his face. The screams echo throughout the streets.
"I guess not, that's too bad...I would have loved to have a lantern." He pouts, sad that another theory didn't pan out. "Ah, I got distracted I need to investigate that curse...but I want a lantern. To the forest!" He jumps off the railing sliding down into the woodlands. He comes across a field of flowers with fireflies. "Perfect." He manages to grab one and transforms it into a lantern with wings. "It's not the same as with a human though. I've wandered so far from the original target area...Where was it again?" Mahito tilts his head thinking.
Getou appears in front of Mahito. "I see you're having fun. Did you find the curse yet?"
"Not yet, they're probably where Gojo is. So right now, isn't the best time. I'll just have to make an opportunity so they have to see me." Mahito looks up, hand on chin and huffs out a laugh.
"Just tell me the results, that's all that matters." Getou says and he walks further into the brush to where he can no longer be seen.
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"Haah..." Y/n inhales with a gasp from the new memory.
"You're back."
Why now?
"I swear I really didn't mean--"
"I don't want to hear your excuses. Die." Sukuna swipes his hand from right to left aiming at her head.
"Not again." She puts her arms up, the cursed energy flowing in front of her arms. "This isn't a dream, right?"
Sukuna squints his eyes at her and frowns. "Are you an idiot?" The battle is vicious, Sukuna continues to claw at one spot pushing her back but the shield of cursed energy doesn't budge. "Do I have to do the same thing as before?" He switches from the left, to the top, to the right, and the back. Cursed energy follows him blocking every attack, the shield starts to crack again.
"I know what you're going to do."
"It's not like you can stop me." Sukuna laughs slashing and tearing at the shield.
"But I can try." She waits for him to appear at the next attack spot and she pushes the shield forward.
"What the--? Heh...You learned one new thing so what?" Sukuna grabs where the cursed energy is and crushes the shield in his hands. "You're still weak." He says as he looks down on her.
"I'll beat you one day, I swear." This time Sukuna digs his claws into her chest ripping her heart out.
"Then I'll be waiting." He smiles as he crushes her heart in his hand.
She came back...This shouldn't be possible. I thought the first time was a fluke but...something isn't right. She reminds me of Fushiguro. Fushiguro...
"Right, Itadori knows her." Sukuna holds his hand over his mouth. "I guess I'll 'ask' him."
Like I'd ask him.
***
Am I actually back this time? I don't know if I can keep handling pain like that. He's killed me for the second time now.
*Sigh* Her clothes stick to her skin, drenched in sweat she gets up.
Where is this? The infirmary?
"You're awake?" Gojo asks sitting on a wooden chair and using another for a foot rest. "What do you remember?"
"Before I answer that how long has it been?"
"It's been a few days, why?" Gojo shuffles shoving the foot rest chair away with his feet and gets up to turn the chair around backward. Facing toward the curse.
"No reason, but do you know someone named Nanami?"
****A/N Fun Fact #2: I have over five pages worth of JJK notes all the way up to Chapter 47. Research is the essence of a good fic! Make sure to like and add to your library! You can find me on Tumblr, Wattpad, and AO3. Jujutsu Kaisen and its characters belong to Gege Akutami.
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𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐚
reading: black!fem!reader
genre: fluff
warning: language and mild violence
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request: OKAY BUT HEAR ME OUT- NAOYA GETS A BLACK S/O AND SHE FED UP WITH HIS SHIT AND JUST BEAT HIS ASS- I just wanna see this nigga get put in his place I want to bash his skull and send him to the black market cutely ☺️
a/n: YEAHHH RAM HIS ASS UP!!!! please I wanna beat this nigga ass so badly. I feel bad that maki and mai are related to this weirdo
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Having this nigga child? One of the worst decisions you ever made
Like...out of everybody in the Zenin clan, him??
Personally, I believe this man would be a shitty baby father but a somewhat okay father (remember I said okay)
The only issue is that he would give his sons better treatment than his daughters and we all know it
Not nsfw but this man would constantly knock you up UNTIL you come out with a boy
You end with twin boys? Even better for him
BUT now you’re in a house filled with kids and you had to become a stay-at-home mom cause his ass don’t feel the need to take care of his kids except to train his sons to become one of the greatest jujutsu sorcerers
“Ma? MA!” Your first eldest daughter called out in front of you. You were currently passed out from yet again another night of your newborns crying in your ears. You mumbled and cursed out the white-haired man next to you, who was lightly hitting you and telling you to go shut them up.
You tried to open your eyes and pay attention to who was yelling but yet again, you fell back asleep. Your daughter sighed and shook you, “Momma! Momma, wake up I’m late for school!” You quickly opened your eyes as you heard those words fly out her mouth.
You shot up and looked at your daughter with such a surprised and worried look, “You’re lying, what time is it?!”
She took out her phone and showed you the time, 9:05 AM. You got up from the bed and paced around the room, cursing yourself and wondering where you went wrong. How did you oversleep that much? Usually you’re on time for school but this recurrence isn’t doing so well. You continued questioning until a question popped into your head. You turned to your daughter and raised a brow, “Hol’ on, does your dad know your late?”
She shook her head, ‘yes’, to answer your question.
“And why didn’t he fucking take you his damn self?” You snarled and started gritting your teeth, flying out small curses against the man. Your daughter half-raised her arms and answered, “He said he had to do early morning training with the boys.”
“Training? Training...training instead of education? This little bitch nigga put training over school?! Oh, imma beat his ass for real.” You thought to yourself.
“So instead of worrying about school, that his sons might up dumb as hell, or his daughter might get punished for all these tardies, he puts it off for fucking training?!” Your voice grew louder and louder as you balled up your fist so tight you felt veins popping and migraine starting to come.
But you took a breather and released your pent-up anger. Instead, you asked, “Where’s your father?”
Your daughter quickly answered, from the fear of your anger, “Outside right now, don’t know what he’s doing though.” She stepped back and shifted to the side as you stormed out of your shared bedroom. You continued on to curse the white-haired man as you walked all around the massive house and found him with your sons currently sitting down on the grass. He was showing them another cursed technique that he’ll think they can learn well.
To your advantage, it was good that he was sitting down, with his back turned and not facing you. Thankfully enough, your sons didn’t notice you either.
You quickly ran to him and kicked him in the head. Everyone was shocked by your sudden action and jumped back. You continued on to constantly kick him till he was ultimately down. It doesn’t matter if Naoya is a strong jujutsu sorcerer but he’s definitely not Satoru Gojo so you should be fine.
Once he was laid on the ground trying to protect himself from your kicks, you grabbed his frosted hair and used all your strength to drag the man to more open space. You let go of his hair with one hand and started punching his face with the other; including your foot kicking his back. Putting all your rage and anger into your punches, creating a blue flame surrounding it and your cursed technique activated. Through the heat of your first creating damage, you forgot that you can activate your curse technique through rage. An odd yet somewhat rare thing that happens since you’re not really into cursed techniques.
Your punches and kicks got harsh as your eyes start changing colors as well, from your usual normal color to deep, royal blue, matching up the emitted flames. You continued to cause damage to Naoya, not knowing he was spewing blood until your children pulled you back.
Your eldest son held you against the wall and tried to shake you off your rage. “Momma! Mom, calm down!”
“No cause this bitch ass nigga think imma sit here and take his jujutsu bullshit! Nigga fuck you, fuck yo family, fuck the Zenins, and fuck jujutsu! And I put that on my damn momma myself! ‘Cause of his stank, misogynistic ass, I gotta explain why my daughter has been tardy for the past two weeks. You know what? NO! He gonna explain his damn self.”
You snatched your body away from your son and stormed away, cursing Naoya as you went away to tend to your newborns.
“Is she done? What the fuck is your mom’s problem?” You heard Naoya asked your children.
You did nothing but throw the nearest slide at the back of his head, “You’re the fucking problem nigga!” Walking away to tend to the newborns, which he barely takes care of himself.
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hope you liked these bestie 🥳 @noir-ethereal
was this lowkey anti naoya? eh kinda
bye babes, drink your water, stay hydrated, and remember that you are the baddest bitch on the planet 🥰 no matter what ANYONE says
𝐄𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝟔:𝟏𝟏 💗
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© 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 𝗄𝗈𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝗈. 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽
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sixeyesgojo · 3 years
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Team Gojo as flowers
Summary: Gojo, Yuji, Megumi, Nobara and Sukuna as types of flowers
Characters: stated above
Content warning: mild manga spoilers
Word count: -
A/N: I’d appreciate feedback here (and in general) because I’m not sure whether to do this kind of hc for other JJK characters or not. I am thinking of Toge in particular because I love my salmon boy. Also fyi, this was some time after 135 but before 140 for sure.
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Gojo Satoru  - Nemophila
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I just saw these and immediately thought about how good they would suit him???
another name for them would be baby blue eyes (no, I had no idea beforehand)
they symbolize prosperity, victory, success or triumph over an enemy
flashback to Gojo beating Jogo tf up... but add a nemophila field in the background <3
That being said, his profile literally states that he is perfect in every way (except for his personality but we still love that, right?), so if this isn't success in every way then idk
This flower's essence is also said to be helpful for those who put up a mask over their painful sensitivity
Gojo also displays characteristics of cynism and mistrust towards the higher-ups
Furthermore, I think he is a little anti-social - doesn't have a lot of friends. As someone from the secret Jujutsu World, he's bound to be hidden in a way. This is enforced by the fact that he is the strongest, so a lot of people and curses are out to get his head. I'd think he doesn't keep anyone too close to him so that they do not become a target for anyone. Must be traumatizing to be him.
This flower helps soothen the soul's conflict, healing it slowly, which is exactly what Gojo needs imo
it really is the perfect flower for him
but it's native to North America
Yeah, watch him teleport there to bring back a bouquet of them for his s/o
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Itadori Yuji - Protea (orange)
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This kind of flower comes in many different shapes, which is why it's a symbol of transformation, which is exactly what Yuji embodies by going from a regular human being to being a Jujutsu sorcerer
Diversity: Yuji is open to anything, Gojo even described him as "having a few screws loose up there". I don't even think he questions how he is being taught by Gojo or anything for that matter?
Yuji also embodies courage and is known to be daring and i don't think i need to explain this one further
I mean, the boy literally jumped right into a curse to rescue Sasaki and Iguchi and help Megumi while not even knowing what a curse is
Orange proteas represent cheerfulness, joy and happiness - if that isn't our sunshine boy, then idk. After what happened to Junpei, he seemed a little down at first but recent episodes have shown that he will not slow down because of that and will keep on being the energetic fluffball of joy that he is.
moreover, they also symbolize unlimited possibilities as his cursed technique so far probably isn't even his final technique yet - compared to Nobara's hammer and Megumi's shikigami. All we know is that Sukuna's techniques are going to be his over time but we don't even know the full extent of the said curse's power yet
If anyone ever mentioned all this to him and showed him the flower, he would think it looks weird at first but will grow to find it interesting (especially the shape). It's not like the flower is native to Japan, so he most likely wouldn't have seen it anywhere.
Gets really excited if you were to give this baby one of these flowers
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Fushiguro Megumi - Anemone (purple)
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hear me out
The most common symbol for the purple Anemone is 'protection against evil'. While it's Megumi's primary focus in his line of work as a professional, you ought to know he became a sorcerer in the first place because of his sister, Tsukimi.
Fragility: While Megumi shows a lot of potential for growth, it's also said that he will most likely stagnate due to the mental aspect. He's pretty insecure about his own abilities and doesn't think much of himself but that doesn't mean he won't use his powers in order to protect someone.
Anticipation: As previously stated, Megumi shows a lot of potential as a sorcerer, even to the point that Sukuna (mind you, the creature that only cares about himself) has praised him and will not hesitate to make Megumi a pawn to whatever his big, mysterious plans may be. With that being said, if Sukuna himself is interested in our blue-haired boy, we can anticipate great things from Megumi in the foreseeable future.
This specific flower seems to be a double-edged sword in terms of symbolism. In some cultural circles, it is believed to be a symbol of bad luck, whereas in other areas it's seen as a lucky charm (in which we hope this is the one for our boy). I see the same principle applying to Megumi's descent and his mysterious technique - not gonna elaborate further though (feel free to ask though)
a rather dark symbol for this particular flower: "death of a loved one". In this case, I am referring to Tsukimi, his step-sister. She may not be dead but it is indicated that she is in a comatose state due to being cursed. It seems that Megumi does not know when - or rather whether - she will wake up or not. Knowing this boy, he probably has tried anything and everything in his power to wake her up (hell, he probably even consulted Gojo) but nothing worked so far. This poor boy is anxious about it all the time.
he's surprised anyone would even associate him with flowers but wouldn't mind it
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Kugisaki Nobara - Orchid (mainly orange)
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I had some trouble finding something for her but orchids seem to suit her best
couldn't really pick a particular color though but I am leaning towards orange
orange orchids represent: pride, enthusiasm and boldness
Nobara is very proud of who she is. She strikes me as a person who is not afraid to tell her story, even though she despices the countryside where she is from. She also takes pride in staying true to herself all the time, to the point of admitting that she only enrolled in Jujutsu High so that she could move to Tokyo to Yuji, who was basically a stranger at that time
She is also very enthusiastic about her own future. She knows she won't ever like having to exorcise curses but somehow, being a Jujutsu sorcerer excites her.
plus points for her being enthusiastic about winning in the Kyoto Goodwill Event Arc and just beating up the Kyoto students
I don't need to mention her being enthusiastic about shopping and sightseeing in big cities, do I?
Bold? Oh, she is bold. She has no filter when it comes to speaking her mind and would never hesitate to put anyone in their place. I see her going places in Gojo's revolution... and cussing at the superiors.
Yellow symbolizes new beginnings and friendships. Nobara does not have any problems making new friends, she adapts fairly well in new environments. There's also the way she mourned for Yuji, despite "only knowing him for two weeks" and I don't even doubt for a second that it was her making him hold the black funeral picture frame when he came back lol
Pink: grace, femininity, joy + purple: royalty and admiration
There is no doubt that Nobara tries to enjoy her life to the fullest *cough* moving to Tokyo
Moreover, there is something about her that just screams "queen behavior" to me and I don't even mean that in the slang sense. Have you all seen how graceful this girl moves? (I would like to thank MAPPA at this point)
Nobara shows respect where it's due - I'm just gonna mention Maki here - but is a very admirable girl herself
probably has an orchid plant in her room, ngl
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Ryomen Sukuna - Snapdragon
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please, the name already sounds a little dangerous
This flower shares a certain character trait with him: being unique
Snapdragons are usually associated with strength due to the way they even grow in rocky areas and if that's not screaming Sukuna's name, who is all about strength, then correct me
Deviousness is practically Sukuna's second name, so this symbol isn't exactly off the track either. Let me remind you about the way Sukuna and Mahito laughed at Yuji??
Graciousness: just like Nobara, he possesses some sort of grace that makes me percept him as a majestic being
but maybe that's just his throne of bones and title as King of Curses contributing
and him owning a shrine???
or maybe that is just the way he majestetically killed that special grade lol
"Only large insects like bumblebees can pollinate snapdragons because the petals are too heavy for smaller insects to push apart." I read this and if you reverse it a little, it somehow reminded me of the fact that Sukuna's fingers need to have a powerful vessel aka small fry won't do because they will simply die away.
Deception: despite being given the minimum amount of information about Sukuna in general, I just don't see him being anything but egoistic and evil. I just cannot picture it. So yeah, put everything evil in a pot, stir a little and don't be surprised if your result is not the Powerpuff girls but a four-eyed multi-talented and deceptive curse that is out to kill you for fun
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Adult Chucky ohmygod that's exactly what he is too! With Mahito I just- I get WHY he's like that but it doesn't stop me from wanting to punch him in the nose. Which I acknowledge means he's a well written character but- I. Just. Can't. Stand. Him. 🙃🙃🙃
Ok with those hints- and this is just my gut feeling- I'm gonna say it's Geto....is it Geto??? If not that's my only guess ._.
Nanami Kento is a tsundere?!? You heard it here folks Nanami is #1 tsundere and we stan a good dad who protects his children even though he denies it! Though I'm not like into Nanami that way, I'd still die for him to make him happy? If that makes sense? So I'm excited for those relationship headcannons because I feel hes over looked!
And someone else who reads too fast for their own good! Join the party! I don't hate spoilers so I gobble everything up and skim through everything so I've got a gist of the storyline and extra characters. But now I'm like sitting down and dissecting each chapter as I go so I can be super familiar with it for when I decide to write fanfics oops nerd alert
Throw me in that bin of anti Toji...he hurt my baby and I just- My heart and soul belongs to Megumi and if he hates him then I gotta hate him. I don't make the rules ¯\_( ツ)_/¯ Mai is another one I'm having a hard time warming up to. I've warmed up to Todo asdfghjkl him and Yuji bro fighting to best friends is perfect but besides that really everyone else I like bc the story is just THAT good. But I'm only on the exchange arc that I'm like in detail reading. But as I gobble up 5 or more chapters every time I have down time it won't take me long 👁👄👁
💛anon
I'll stand by and cheer while you beat the shit out of Mahito. I promise. I too want to see this sewer rat dissected. He's taken away two possibly three of my favorite characters and shows no sign of stopping so I hope Yuji slams his face in the concrete a couple times soon.
Nope! Although, Getou was on my shit list for a while. I kinda automatically didn't like him at first because he was a "bad guy", but that was short lived. I went from hating him to trying to force myself to hate him. It was all because of the Hidden Inventory arc (which, may I add is officially called Gojo's Past arc? I just refer to is as the flashback arc 👀) and I realized I just.... Can't hate him. For a while I was neutral toward him and then episode 7 happened and now it's game over he's pretty okay
I mean; am I in it totally for the looks?
.... No but maybe.
The person I don't like is Mai! I can't stand her. I think it's ONLY because she reminds me of Lisa from Fire Force (if you haven't watched it, ignore that reference) because I get so pissy towards people who hurt my comfort characters oh my god
I don't like what Mai does to Nobara, and how she treats Maki.
HOWEVER. I do feel like in the current arc she might show up and do something good that will get her off of my shit list. I'm not holding my breath but maybe.
Nanami Kento is the best dad and that's on GOD. Pfffft I was gonna say "what no don't die I need you 💛" but also I would die for Nanami so... I can't say shit xD ahhhh I miss Nanami. Honestly I was a Gojofucker when I started (I mean... Who wasn't?) But I'm attracted to Nanami. Gojo is kinda just a cool character, don't get me wrong like I wanna be his best friend, but I rlly do wanna get Nanamin my heart and my body if he asked politely, which he would do btw he asks before he even so much as kisses you
👀 oop- fanfics? Wanna... Drop a few links in my inbox? I haven't been reading fics lately (ahaha brain go brrrr)
Well! I am 100% not spoiler free. If you ask I'll tell you anything, unless it's something I want you to experience the way I did. I made my friend watch Cautious Hero: The Hero Is Overpowered but Overly Cautious without telling him anything just because I wanted him to be as distraught as I was. It worked.
I do be upset at Toji for what he did to Megs but also? Some events take place in this arc and 👀 I'm kinda hoping Megumi changes his standpoint. It'll be great for his character development, because he's been growing since the first chapter and it's cute. I can't see him completely forgiving his dad, however, we haven't gotten Megs' thought process on What The Fuck ™ happened in the current arc, and he might connect the dots and go "... Huh. So that happened."
... it could also go the wrong way and make him more of a gloomy piece of shit
I rlly just wanna give Megumi a hug I stg. Like. I want to be thrown into the jjk universe, not to live out my own story, but just give everyone a damn hug and just tell them it's gonna be okay l, especially Yuji, Megumi and Gojo bc the first two are having difficult times with their emotions and the second because uhhh. I had this scenario pop in my head and idk why I thought of this, but I guess Gojo and I were fighting about something? And for some reason I was beating the shit out of him. And he was letting the blows land. Like he didn't have infinity activated. He must have done something shitty to allow himself to get beat up and somehow I ended up straddling him and I was yelling shit like "oh, now you won't talk? You won't even look at me in the fucking eye, get this shit off-" and I ripped his blindfold off and I was met with the absolute heart wrenching sight of Gojo Satoru's baby blue eyes swollen with tears. And all he did was smile and say "gomen ne" in his cute little voice (kinda childish, like how he dragged out Yuji's name in the first ep. 'Itadori yuuuuuji') and this scene rlly got me thinking what if the happy go lucky attitude is just a facade he uses to hide how broken he is-
But that's its own separate post lmao
I think I answered everything, have fun reading this shit show
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