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hazel-islivingtrash · 17 days
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Bleahhhhh have some stupid little Satosugu sketches I've been playing around with :p (plus an actual piece I may or may not finish if I manage to get around to it).
I've been wanting to get back into digital art but after primarily working traditionally for the past 2ish years it's weird. The worst part is I used to do digital art all the time 😭😭 it's like losing a limb and having to grow it back.
Anyways, the two (very bad imo) sketches are scenes from my Satosugu fanfic "From the Start". I've been wanting to draw scenes from the fic too, but like before, I am currently growing limbs back.
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They're not the best but I figured I'd share 'em anyways :)
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mothmanadjacent · 7 months
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I only loosely know jjk. I only let myself watch the first season because I become too attached to characters and I know all my faves are not safe, but I drew this for my wife who is obsessed ✌️
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sugusearrings · 6 months
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( ' glass children. ' )
violet wrists and then her ankles, silent pain. then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams. monster, how should I feel? creatures lie here, looking through the windows i will hear their voices. i'm a glass child, i am hannah's regrets.
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— summary: with the star plasma vessel dead, satoru and suguru need you (fem!reader) to lead them to their next path. — genre: angst. heartbreak. — playing: monster by meg & dia — note(s): i'm a sucker for what ifs. i love what ifs. good and bad. i thought about this what if a lot. i wanted to write about this since halloween and didn't have time to post it. i just know suguru and satoru are better than me cause everyone would have gotten this smoke. that's all imma say. anyways, mentions of blood & death. probably some spelling errors here and there. — word count: 866
Those beautiful cerulean blue hues still sparkled as the light down on them.
But the spark of life was gone. They were dull. Lifeless. Emotionless. You never saw them like this before.
You could feel the anxiety swallowing you whole. If someone looked closely, they can see your legs trembling slightly. The two boys in front of you were having a brief conversation but you couldn’t hear it. You couldn’t hear anything over the loud sounds of your heart rate picking up at a rapid pace. You couldn’t even hear the round of applause the strangers that crowded around the white hair teenager who held the lifeless body like he did the first time meeting her.
They were clapping for Satoru. Fucking clapping.
You just stared at the crowd in disbelief. What kind of people would approve of this? What kind of people are happy over this? The death of a young girl.
A young girl you considered your friend.
Monsters...monsters... “Suguru...should we kill these guys? The way I am right now I doubt I’d feel anything.” His voice was hoarse. But what made your heart ache was hearing no emotion in his tone. It matched his stare. Dull. Lifeless. Emotionless. Your eyes went over to Suguru. His back was faced to Satoru but you saw his almond shaped eyes were as wide as they can be but soon he pulled himself back together. He always does. He has too. “No. There’s no point. It’ll be dissolved soon enough.” His voice mimic the tone Satoru set. He began to walk towards the door to get out of there. He was sick of the clapping and the smell of the dried blood that lingeried. He was sick of this. He was sick of this life. He was sick of death. He was sick of curses. “No point, huh? Does there really need to be any point to it?” Satoru asked or stated. You couldn’t really tell. You went to follow behind Suguru like a lost puppy but Satoru called out your name.
“Name...”
"Y-yes...Satoru?" your gentle voice trembled.
"What do you think we should do?" Satoru asked you. His eyes didn’t look at you. They just looked straight ahead into nothing. Suguru's eyes went over to you almost forgetting you were even there. Your eyes was puffy and red from crying. You were the emotional one out of the three. That's why Satoru would tease you about being weak. You were a crybaby. But Suguru didn't see an issue with it, he likes you like this. So did Satoru but he wouldn't openly admit it. You reminded him about those certain emotions he swore he couldn’t feel anymore. "Name...what should we do?" Suguru also asked willing to do anything you said. The self proclaimed brains of this trio couldn’t think straight or logically. So it was up to you.
The boys looked over at you for an answer. An answer you didn't have. This wasn't fair. These higher ups using you children. Not caring if you killed one another or died in front of each other. You loved your best friends. Especially Satoru and Suguru, willing to do anything to protect them. Even Riko. They were the only family you have. But would the higher ups mourn you? Would the higher ups sink into a dark hole of depression? Would the higher ups get revenge on you? Or would they replace you like a piece of livestock. They would probably replace you in a matter of days.
They probably would assign Satoru and Suguru a mission while your ashes are still warm.
Satoru and Suguru.
The thought of leaving them behind made you feel sick at the pit of your stomach. How would Satoru handle it? You knew Suguru would break in a matter of days. He bottles so much inside of him it would just burst out. Would they keep it together if you were to die? Or would they lose it themselves.
You know you would lose it if either of them or both of them were to die. Leaving you all alone. To defend yourself. To love yourself. You couldn’t imagine a world without them. The three of you were glued to each other, couldn’t really function without the other.
You could feel the anger replacing the fear and anxiety. On the inside your morals and humanity was being teared apart, stripped away from you the more you stared at Riko's lifeless body in Satoru's arms covered by a thin white cloth. "Name..." Suguru called out to you once more. There wasn’t much time to make a decision. "Kill them," you finally answered losing all emotions you had that day, "kill them all." That's all Satoru needed to hear. His lips formed a wicked grin as Suguru silently summoned the rainbow dragon. You stood watched the blood being splattered on the walls and floors. The screams made you smile like that day on the beach with your best friends.
That’s where your mind was. The day on the beach with Riko and Satoru laughing at the sea cucumber while you, Suguru, and Misato were on the beach towels just watching them with smile of your faces.
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sugurugayto · 6 months
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used to be a hater of best friends to lovers trope until satosugu and itafushi showed me its true potential
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yanigma · 4 months
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uh happy valentines !
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bodega-catto · 5 months
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Compilation of Gojo cosplayers I saw while browsing round sunglasses in aliexpress
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I love you Gojo cosplayers in the aliexpress comment section
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zaddyazula · 2 months
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my favourite pastime is vandalising my wips
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jaybirdsandbabybats · 7 months
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// tw blood //
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yeah teachers satosugu is fun but how bout cult leaders satosugu
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mel-ixa · 5 months
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Im sorry it came to this. Im sorry it’s you.
We tried our best but nothing could rewrite fate. We were doomed from the start but god knows we tried.
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ezralva · 8 months
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You know seeing all those cute fanarts about Geto, Haibara, and Nanami cheering Gojo's fight with Sukuna from up above always makes me wanna shed a tear and also all those teacher!Geto au where Gojo always looks so happy teaching alongside him...and how all that now turn out to be like foreshadowing next chapter...like I'm really sad rn especially when he said he wished Suguru was there to motivate him before the fight...damn Gojo, no need to worry cz your Suguru is definitely cheering you on, you just didn't see it back there... and like, man, it's okay if you wanna rest now and join your Suguru, you've done so much and worked so hard...
Once again we are reminded how for Gojo, it always always comes back to his Suguru, no matter how many other of his friends and allies still there with him or recently passed away or even the fact that Suguru's body is literally still up and about and very much alive as the man who sealed him. Yet Gojo's heart and mind are still always on the man who, he of all ppl knows best, has died by his own two hands...for a year.
I mean seeing his face while he lies there and 'meets' all his late friends hurt af but at the same time I want him to rest...
It also throws back to when he said to Megumi about winning by dying is different than dying for winning (or sth like that) and how you'd always die alone no matter how many allies you got... Kinda wanna point out as well about that q&a where Gege said Gojo basically couldn't be killed...but that was years ago...so idk myb things have changed in their mind... Anyway who knows myb it's not definite yet...
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asureblogs · 11 months
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"Almost like a quiet love"... yes.
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Seeing the cd cover for the opening I first thought of this page from volume 9? Gojou's hand trying to reach Getou's 🤔 I was wondering why one of the two hands looked smaller though and then I saw a comment saying the smaller hand could be Riko's hand? And I'm like... uh orz... should it represent /that/ scene? Getou and Riko's hands... sad. tragic. we cry. It could be for both of these scenes, who knows... maybe I'm reading too much into it 🧍🏻‍♂️(The cover is a "non-anime cover", a cover that rapresents the song and its meaning... I'm having thoughts.)
The lyrics though ;; JJK2 opening should be from Gojou's pov ;;
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hazel-islivingtrash · 1 month
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New chapter sneak peak :)) Satoru is head over heels for Suguru, but finds out something that throws his world off its axis. His drunken confession is finally revealed to him~~
For those of you who read my story, I know I said this chapter may be posted later than normal but I have decided to just get myself out of bed early to post it! It will be up some time around 12pm Eastern time on Saturday!
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Sneak peak of chapter 14: Baby, You Have Become My Addiction (Spoiler free!)
Gritting his teeth, Satoru stepped out into the rain and made his way over to the gates. He let himself in where other parents waited for their kids, umbrellas in hand. He stood, cold and wet, against the fence, eyes locked to the doors, waiting for them to open.
He felt himself start to shake as he became soaked to the bone, and he clenched his eyes, trying to trick his body into thinking he was back home, warm in his bed. It didn’t work.
“You poor thing,” a voice purred from beside him and suddenly an umbrella was above his head.
Satoru opened his eyes and looked over to his left, finding Suguru gracefully holding the umbrella over the both of them, his shoulder leaning against Satoru.
“You looked like a wet cat. You’re soaked! Where’s your umbrella?” Suguru asked, looking over Satoru’s drenched figure.
“You’re one to talk,” he joked, “Last I remember it was you who was drenched in the rain.” Suguru chuckled and leaned closer to Satoru, not caring about the wet spot that was growing on his shoulder.
“I didn’t think it was going to be this bad,” Satoru admitted, a slight pout to his words. He leaned right back against Suguru, thankful for the coverage and the warmth.
“You really need to start checking the weather,” Suguru hummed. His free hand drifted up to brush away some of the hair that plastered itself to Satoru’s forehead.
“But then we wouldn’t be able to share an umbrella,” Satoru teased, sliding back into that easy rhythm with Suguru.
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If this intrigues you, it would be amazing if you could check out my fic! Updates are posted every Saturday!
Current status of fic:
Current status of fic: 13 out of 25 chapters complete, just over 72k words ❤️❤️
**The story is rated mature and with a warning of graphic depictions of violence.
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showinalittlelife · 8 months
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who wants to see a tweet abt stsg that made me lose all will 2 live
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aflockofravens · 8 months
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I have watched the Jujutsu Kaisen anime twice since the beginning of the month, and I just finished the entire manga that I started on Sunday morning.
This is fine. I'm fine. It's fine.
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queerkuro · 1 year
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satosugu deserved so much more
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crybaby-bkg · 11 months
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the overwhelming urge to write something so heartbreaking and angsty that it I can’t see through my tears as I’m typing only bc I wanna use a good title for it >>>>>>
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