#it is so precious and tender to me

[ohwhatagloomyshow]

I know & remember very little about RTD as a person but I do remember he left DW to care for his dying partner and that his partner has since died. And the way that this is so evident in his approach to 14 and 15, it’s phenomenal.

2005 Davies was interested in high drama, big stakes, the roughest heartbreak that could exist. And now he’s lived it, and it feels like his approach to the show has shifted as he has shifted!

14 getting to rest, Wilf alive off-screen, Donna’s memories returned - 15 leaving his trauma and his heartbreak and his pain with 14 in order to begin again fresh and new and ALIVE…it is all so meaningful to me!!!

#doctor who #15th doctor #I’m just THINKING about how the meaning of death and grief and mourning is LOVE #and once you really learn that deep in your bones you are a fundamentally changed person #and while I personally wanted 14 to be fully gone & fully regenerate #(I thought we were gonna see a shot of him like properly healing and then fade away in regeneration light) #the idea of him having a happy ending…. #just this once rose everyone lives! #it is so precious and tender to me #spoilers #doctor who spoilers

[hwaitham]

⸝⸝ ˙˳ ⑅ first piece of marginalia ( of many , hopefully :3 ) about eremite!al haitham && akademiya student!reader ♥︎ f!reader + not proofread + subtly implied trauma on both reader n haitham's end

you first meet the eremite who's to serve as your bodyguard throughout your research expedition on the day of your departure, at your designated meeting spot under the pavilion in pardis dhyai. its stone pillars cascade with vines of sumeru roses that shine a sweet lavender hue under the morning sun— one of which you've plucked and tucked into your hair earlier, leaning over the railing to gaze at your reflection in the pond and smile at the beauty of it.

(and a petal which has unknowingly slipped off and fallen to rest ever so delicately within the dip of your clavicle.)

“al haitham, yes? um, hello!” you greet the eremite as he walks into the pavilion with a quiet waver to your voice, bow respectfully, try to still the timid pitter-patters of your heart that only seem to worsen the longer you're in his presence.

because this man standing before you is large— tall, broad, as stunning as the pale blue moon. his upper body is strapped with tough sinew and yet his waist remains lean, torso mostly bare save for the pashmina shawl draped about his neck and the worn leather holster slung across his chest.

and he's silent. offering you only a small bow in return before giving you a quick once over, gait unhurried as he takes one, two long strides to stand by your side. it's an arduous task to bring yourself to look up at his face, but you do— lips parting in awe when you realise he's unlike any other desert eremite you've met before.

the trimmed red silk tied around his head shelters only one of his eyes.

how interesting, you think to yourself, for what you know of desert eremites is that they are convinced all things betray, even their own sight.

you bite your tongue to stop the questions that bubble and ebb at the forefront of your throat from tumbling past your lips, the innate scholarly need to learn and dissect and digest and know. a surprised little squeak escapes you instead when he turns his head and catches you staring, meeting your curious eyes with technicoloured cyan.

“is something the matter?”

“no, not at all! i'm sorry, i didn't mean to stare,” you flush hot under the intensity of his gaze, play with the flouncy sleeve of your blouse while you giggle nervously. you're unsure whether it's his size, or his beauty, or his quiet dominance that makes you feel much more shy than you'd like to feel, far too giddy— as if you're a little girl back in grade school.

“alright. shall we get going then? we're losing daylight with each second that passes.” al haitham holds a hand out in front of you, waiting expectantly.

you tilt your head in confusion and pout. what's he asking for? a tip? your hand?

“your bags?” he heaves a sigh, rests his other hand on his hip. you feel a hint of irritation in his words, and your heart wilts a little, “did you want me to carry them?”

“oh!” you exclaim in realisation before hoisting your travel bags further up your shoulders, force a reassuring smile on your lips. “it's okay, i couldn't possibly ask that of you. i can handle it myself, really!”

that couldn't be further from the truth, and al haitham sees right through it, with your shoulders hunched forward from the leaden weight of your bags slung atop them, the wince in your step as you walk towards the pathway, how you nearly topple over when you lose the slightest bit of balance.

“hey,” he pinches his brow, a certain roughness in his voice when he calls out to you that withers into something more gentle, tender after you turn to look at him. sweet and innocent and dewy-eyed. like a flower too frail, one whose stem may snap clean off if looked at the wrong way. “let me take them.”

al haitham doesn't allow you to protest, swiftly lifting your bags from your shoulders and holding onto them with ease, their weight nothing compared to what he's had to endure throughout the entirety of his life.

“it's my job to take care of you these next few weeks, and i intend to do it well.” he walks ahead of you, the longer mint strands of his hair swaying with the wind, the air around him lifting into something lighter— even if it's only by the most minute amount. “besides, you'll tip me generously if i do, won't you?"

his voice lilts mischievously, and you can only bring yourself to watch on in awe. nerves melting into excitement, cheeks warming not from timidness, but anticipation of what lies ahead in the next month— for your research, yes, but also for something closer to your heart.

a companion, a friend.

you smile a smile that reaches far past your eyes, bounding up to him with those clumsy fawn legs as you try to match his pace. two of your steps for one of his own. “of course i will, thank you so, so much! and i'll do my best to keep from making trouble for you— it'll make your job easier too, i hope!”

al haitham hesitates for a brief moment when you thank him so earnestly, so wholeheartedly, so unlike any of the other scholars he'd been commissioned to act as a guard for. with your smile so cloyingly sweet and your kindness so childishly naive, he can't help but feel a bit grim.

how much violence did it take for you to become this gentle?

the faintest of smiles— honeysuckle soft— curls up on his lips and he gives your head a single pat, sweeps the spare rose petal off of your clavicle, quietly wonders what he's gotten himself into by accepting this commission.

“silly girl. come, let's get going.”

#haitham ❤︎ #&(*^&@)*(&& hieeee ! ! omgeeb so 🥺 this is how i imagine reader n haitham to meet in this au . . #i rllie like imagining alhaitham w someone who is more . . . gentle n naive n almost timid ?? like despite all The Horrors they are still #not worn down by it all ( or so it seems C; ) n remain tender towards the world #bcos . as we know . alhaitham is . . not exactly that . he is much more guarded n cautious after experiences frm his own life #+ also seeing what happens to others #so putting him with his ' diametric antithesis ' jus sounds rllie precious in my eyes 🥺🥺 #how they cn learn frm each other ! show each other something they've never seen before 🥺 #maybe fall a little in love in the process . . . WAAAH #anws :3 anywhosies :3 this is what this au is all about :3 n i hope ! ! ! i hope #if / when i continue to post lil blurbs about it #this is what u envision too :3 #WAH ! #um um um ! ! 🥺 if u like this au or wnt to see more of it . . . then may i selfishly ask u to interact with this post ?? #even a like is fine ! ! or u can tell me too ! #'s just to gauge interest bcos rn i dont weally knowwww if anyone is interested in this besides like . #Me ><

[doodoodinklefart]

i had made peace with the fact that i wasnt going to be able to make a christmas piece this year and then i blinked and this was on my screen all of a sudden. merry christmas!! can't believe this is how the show ends

#they are so so so precious and tender and beautiful they possessed me to draw the most gentle and sweet scene of all time #i thinkkkk this is the first time ive done a full illustration of them kissing on the lips so merry christmas to me!!!!! #satosugu #gojo satoru #geto suguru #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #stsg #sugusato #jujutsu kaisen fanart #jjk fanart #doodooart

[da-proti-toku-grem]

noooooo i just remembered i actually wrote a short fic about Nace making a flower crown for Jan (and Jan failing to make one for Nace hshshs) while they sat like in this pic in front of each other and now i'm going to cry :(

#life imitates art or whatever i guess /j #the reason i'm crying is because nace looks so precious in the pic and i love him so much okay?! #the pic is making me want to sit just like that in front of him and cup his face in my hands and give him a sweet tender kiss :( #(well i always want to do that but ykwim) #he's just a precious human-sized teddy bear i want to hug him so bad #like. that would fix me fr #joker out #nace jordan #jance #maca speaks

[crimson-nail]

sorry but i will just never understand people who read the ending of trimax as bleak

#it is spelled out on the page that the days are both tough and tender #on. the page. the best and kindest thing that humans can choose is compassion and communication #and then they do #if it shoved comfort down our throats for the sake of ‘closure’ the significance would’ve been compromised #some people have lost the ability to engage with hurt/comfort outside of through a shipping lens and it really really shows #discourse again. sorry #i have a lot of thoughts abt this series. and its meaning #and most of them are so so very uplifting of the human condition #bc it is honest that life is not perfect and shiny and sweet and that is a WONDERFUL thing. #the world is what we make of it and when we choose to use our free will for empathy we are adding notes to the ongoing song #glorifying not strength not power not violence but COMMUNICATION #plain and simple #and the tenacity it requires #and how it will pay off in the end when you are heard #stories where humanity isn’t perfect and they aren’t condemned for that fact are so precious to me #trimax and mp100 are right next to each other in my heart

[luvmequmi]

I’m gonna become a girl whose only personality is being in love with a sweet boy

#me last year would've gagged at this #i would've been so disappointed #but anyway #HEHEHEHHhehEhhEhhHEHHEHE #i wanna write fanfictions based on everything we do #he he he he he is sauuuuur TENDER and HE IS SO UGHUGFUUF WHY IS HE SO SOFT AND PRECIOUS #WHY IS HE SO GOLDEN RETRIEVER AND WHY DOES MY BLACK CAT BECOME GOLDEN WITH HIM TOO #WHYYY IS HE SO WHYWHYWHY IS HE SO GENTLE AND WARM #why are his hands always warm and why does he always warm mine up why is he so fuhfhhdufh #he he he he holds my hands tightly and i know it's because he's scared to let go and I've never felt more wanted than now #its cold in january and ive never felt more vulnerable but safe #i can no longer tell where i end and where he begins #between a prayer and his name #with an atheist's devotion #i hope it's him that answers

[theyellowhue]

Win just got out of bed

Team freshly out of the shower

Win’s soft head pats for Team

Everything just looks so soft

I'm holding back a sob as we speak 

There is so much tenderness i want to bash my head into a wall

#winteam gives me the best kind of heartaches #they are so tender together #THEY ARE SO SOFT TOGETHER I WANT TO SCREAM #winteam is so precious to me #both of them deserve only the best this world could give #between us #between us the series #winteam #win phawin wanichakarnjonkul #team teerayu siriyothin

[athousandbyeol]

discussion #3 (a boss and a babe): guncher's first kiss: a moment of fragility (like dancing on eggshells)

i'm watching a boss and a babe again from the first episode, and i'm closely looking at their first kiss in ep 2. the more i watch it, the more i realise they're like dancing on eggshells. but oddly, no one suffers an injury. in fact, i believe, this moment is the start of their romantic relationship.

so, the last part of ep 2 is them eating cher's signature noodles in cher's dorm (quoted from cher: when it's cold, nothing beats a bowl of hot noodles). they're having fun and gun is smiling a lot (he does this often when cher's around).

then, the scene shifts from the dining table to them standing on the balcony, looking at the rain together.

this frame particularly shows the distance between them slowly disappearing. at this point, we know gun doesn't like skinship with strangers— but cher isn't a stranger. not just an intern too. in ep 2 part 2, the moment cher confronted gun after the boss discovered thyme's plan on launching the game they worked on together, gun didn't see cher as an intern anymore. more like a friend he never had.

then, the scene progresses to gun asking if cher knows about thyme. and gun goes completely honest (something he doesn't do to anyone else, i believe. aside from porsche, that is).

i'm taking this opportunity to express how i like gun's character being written. he has everything. he's a CEO at a young age, drives an expensive european sports car, rich rich— he can basically get everything he wants. but gun isn't that. he's just a guy who likes games and wants to build an empire with his best friend. yet, something happened and he lost that precious thing in his life— a friend. someone he can rely on— because generally, we know gun's mother doesn't quite get him.

how lonely gun must have felt all these years? he's successful, but he isn't happy. and it's crazier to think how gun lets his thoughts free with cher, a person he just met. the amount of trust he harbours in cher is quite heartbreaking, in my opinion.

in ep 1 & 2 respectively, you can see how gun constantly tries to pull himself back whenever he starts opening to cher. he even asks himself, "why am i always giving in to you, cher?" he doesn't want to commit. he doesn't want to open up and offer his heart to anyone anymore. he's afraid that people he loves will leave him again (point proven in ep 11 when gun said to porsche: i can't keep anyone in my life. they keep leaving.)

i believe, the answer is already said by cher himself; "i don't know what kind of environment you've been surrounded by." it is gun's environment. no one seems to understand him. not even his mother.

after gun says this, cher reiterates;

it's so sweet of cher to always comfort gun with words. gun might've never heard anyone say things like these to him. (the fact his workers can openly talk behind his back when he's basically their boss strengthens the fact gun is a bit too selfless and kind).

cher knows when gun is sad and when he needs company. this part sweetly shows both of them are selfless (idiots) and they're willing to go to an EXTREME extent for each other. their selflessness somehow backfires (in ep 9; their first fight, and ep 11; their temporary separation) but i won't get into details in this post.

gun has a small (yet sad) smile on his face after cher said that.

followed by this expression;

in gun's head, he knows he doesn't deserve this. he's self-destructing, but it's always quiet. it's always alone. even though cher is in front of him, the facade doesn't crack. the walls don't break. gun is just afraid to show that vulnerable side of him, although cher is always open to accepting gun as he is. he doesn't know if cher can ever accept him as he is— as his truest self.

then, the mood shifts into something lighter— almost flirtatious. yet, they're still standing on this thin line. they're still from two different worlds. but they're getting closer. they're slowly coming together.

as of ep 2, we know these two CAN'T stand losing. and they constantly challenge each other (gun challenging cher to call him every night until he's bored of it; cher challenging gun to kiss him). it's fun to see this flirty push-and-pull, knowing too well both of them are losers in the end.

basic cher, he then says this,

i personally think cher is just being his fun/teasing self in this. he has no intention of really getting a kiss from gun.

interestingly, gun joins the fun;

gun sees this as a challenge too. for gun, it's fun getting on cher's nerves. but do keep in mind that gun might've developed a certain feeling for cher prior to this moment. it isn't love (not yet, but it'll change after this).

the tension builds up the moment gun inches closer, subtly reeling cher in. and cher doesn't back away— that's not who cher is.

that smug smile, the are you seriously challenging me now, boss? expression excites not only cher, but gun too.

and they kiss.

notice how gun doesn't really kiss cher full on the lips? he kisses the corner of cher's mouth. this is a challenge. he's teasing cher. gun believes he will win this.

but little does gun know...

funnily, in ep 3, we can see how out of control cher has become as he succumbs to gun's orders (i guess it happens almost naturally.) words really bite cher back but we won't cover that in this post hahaha

gun is stunned. we can see the change of expression; the way his eyes darken, the way he's so focused on everything cher is saying/doing.

i believe, this is the moment— this is when gun knows cher is something else, and he likes this something else.

and cher pulls gun again for a kiss.

there are many gifsets of their first kiss. from there, you can see how tender this moment is— how careful they are in crossing the line.

i think the scene is executed beautifully. these two souls are meeting in the middle, shedding all barriers they have in this moment of matrimony. this first kiss transcends every affirmation, every budding feeling in their hearts (mainly gun) as they settle into this juncture of understanding.

the way cher keeps pulling gun in. the way gun wraps his hands around cher's waist and shoulders, wanting him closer, is so tenderly expressed. this is a fragile space they're entering, but they're still so careful. feelings heighten, yet, still on a surface level.

don't they look like they're dancing?

and there's no distance between them. not anymore. their worlds have finally collided.

#their first kiss is so dear and precious to me #i like seeing the distance between them slowly disappearing #how gun acts so much like him in front of cher #how cher constantly tries to carry some of gun's burdens #the fragility and tenderness of their first kiss; i can't get enough of it #it's so beautiful #and everything takes a positive turn after their first kiss #and more tension to be honest #i'm excited to watch the rest of the drama to see more things like this #(sorry for the long and nonsensical post) #a boss and a babe #abaab meta #discussion #guncher #gun gungawin #cher saran #analysis #na discusses

[reverend-meat]

As someone who grew up in rodeo culture

the bond that macho ass cowboys have with their dogs makes me cry

#; -; #its so pure #my older brother who is this huge jacked hillbilly #just the epitome of every southern stereotype down to chewing tobacker and never taking off his cowboy boots #has this tiny little purse dog named “Precious” #like i know for sure he would 100% fistfight a bear for this dopey little bugeyed dog #i have this older friend #this guy who used to date my mom lol #who is just SO obnoxiously big truck cowboy hat six pack of beer macho it makes me roll my eyes #but he has a special instagram account just for his pitbull? #THIS MAN HAS NOT TAKEN A SELFIE IN TEN YEARS #but he buys his dog a little neckerchief for every holiday and takes the dogs photo and posts it online #its so cute i love them all #something something something unconditional love in a cold cruel world #something something something fighting for warmth in a culture that has isolated you from tenderness and weakness #something something something forming emotional bonds with a creature that cannot reject you and loves you as you are #something something men connecting with pets in a culture that taught them their worth to humans amounts to what they can do/lift/build

[jenanigans1207]

IF YOU GUYS DON’T STOP BEING NICE TO ME ABOUT DISCRIMINATING TASTE, IM GOING TO BE A SOBBING PUDDLE ON THE FLOOR AND SOBBING PUDDLES CANT WRITE NEW CHAPTERS

#so just consider that when you leave me lovely and encouraging comments and warm bookmark notes #I’m just so #bwkwofidbejsk #there aren’t words for it #but it’s tender!!! and precious!!!! and very delicate!!!! #bkdk cooking au #discriminating taste

[laniidae-passerine]

I am so deeply in love with Vida Boheme

#she’s so beautiful and kind and that’s it for me. a tall gorgeous woman who loves the world #and wants to see it become better and is tender and kind it’s always going to be kindness for me #every film made for gay men often has a female character #who is tailor made for queer women. and in Wong Foo it’s Vida #she’s so lovely and precious I want to take care of her! do her hair in the morning tell her she’s gorgeous buy her flowers after her shows #swooning when I see her a real life angel. a real life princess #and I haven’t even seen the movie yet. oh it’ll be over for me when I do #to wong foo #to wong foo thanks for everything julie newmar #vida boheme

[iamnotcrying-iamallergictolife]

Relistening to Malevolent. Forgot how soft John's voice was when they first met. :'(

#'you're a tender soul friend' #well why don't you just kill me harlan? #my baby boy. so precious. how could anyone not love him. #john malevolent #malevolent

[ccaptain]

forever hung on the concept of kaeya starting to heal from a bad relationship. i have the image of him walking in the kitchen to search for his partner and they’re here making him/ordering him breakfast and kaeya doesn’t even have 0.3 seconds to process that. he just starts sobbing like a baby because he missed that gentleness and care :’) big fucking ouch. SOFT, but ouch. doesn’t even have time to get in the bathroom for some privacy he just explodes

#from another realm ━ (ooc) #we LOVE one (1) man healing. #the concept of his partner making him breakfast and hanging around is SO precious to me #this action undoes him in all verses but done under these circumstances? #when he has been either ignored and/or outright abandoned and he's shown the littlest bit of kindness? #yeah. it hits hard #his head is blown by the fact that he somehow deserves this little bit of kindness #he's so TENDER in this verse

[daincrediblegg]

sorry I’m gonna fuckin snap I just love Valery so much I need to hold this poor horrified terrified overworked underappreciated man forever I need to kiss his sweet little cheeks and only hope I could elicit a smile like only a lunar rover cleaning up irradiated debris can I just need to give this poor fucking man just ONE bright spot in all the doom and gloom and I need to NOW

#guess who watched chernobyl again for valentines day #re-watching that is what started this old man fucker era for me btw #it was that smile. that DAMNED SMILE #he deserves the world like sweet jesus how PRECIOUS #valery legasov #jared harris #chernobyl hbo #going to be unhinged about him today #like sorry I just need to show him tenderness and affection like he deserves like so fucking bad I'm seriously at my limit

[thewilddoghaunts]

I just saw that song Peeps posted for me and I got all blubbered up and said "Oh I love you so much Mr Peepers!!" And he said "I love you too Wander" and I got REALLY excited and said "You said my name!!" And he said "You're turning into Lemongrab" lmaooo

#Wander #me and peeps #he was so tender with me last night it was precious

[chuluoyi]

Baby gojo and daddy gojo not wanting to share mama gojo😭✋i-

࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 06:20 P.M 」

aww this is so cute of course this is the first i worked on after getting back from my weekend break <3 and actually i have this one similar ask too so i combined yours with theirs! here's some cute blinking gojo in phantom parade and okay now let us have some crack and make gojo suffer

a part of gojo's love entries

series masterlist | oneshot masterlist

“bwah!” a nudge.

“myah!” a shove.

and then—

“waaa!” a… slap (?) on the cheek.

“huh?” satoru winced, touching where the baby’s palm just connected with his face, blinking rapidly. so he wasn’t imagining things. this really was happening in front of his eyes.

and it was the baby—his baby.

your giggles filled the air in response.

“hey, you,” satoru took on a very stern look and an exaggerated frown, glaring at his own son. the baby merely babbled at him innocently, blinking his wide crystal blue eyes that mirrored his. “bad, bad minion. this is a very serious issue. you shouldn’t do that, you hear?”

the serious issue being each time he tried to lean closer to steal a kiss from you, your son always found a way to repel him away with his tiny hands.

you snorted at his righteous tone. “he’s just protecting me. even your kid knows you’re a danger.”

a gasp left your husband’s shiny lips, mockingly in disbelief. “me? a danger? i make your life a heaven on earth!”

“heav—pfft—”

“i give you love, food, my body—” he emphasized, pointing at himself for a dramatic effect, and you threw your head back, dissolving into a fit of laughter even more, “—heck, i even give you this naughty baby!”

“wha—no! that’s team effort!”

“still! and now he is staging an uprising against me?” satoru cheekily eyed his child, who was now clutching the fabric of your blouse, tiny fingers playing with the shiny diamonds of your necklace—a gift from satoru too, actually.

“look at him go,” he grumbled, his eyes following each little movement his son made, then dramatically yelped when the boy pawed at your breasts. “hey! no touching! those are mine!”

“please.” you almost choked on your laugh. your silly husband always had a way to make things sound funnier than they actually were, and that was what made you fall in love with him more each day, really. “the milk is his!”

“he can have the cow’s! and more importantly, it’s thanks to me that you’re so milky—”

“satoru! you’re so uncouth i can’t—!”

“see? you’re laughing so much! this proves enough that i make you happy every day!”

later that night, after you put your baby to sleep in his crib, satoru gently poked his cheek, his expression tender despite his pursed lips. “he is out like a light…”

satoru might whine a lot, but ultimately, you couldn’t miss the look of adoration and fondness that made him the father of your child. even without saying it out loud, you knew that he would willingly put everything aside and sacrifice anything—first of all, himself—if it was meant for his dearest, most precious treasure.

knowing he'd do the same for you only served to melt your heart even more. and you felt full—so full, in fact, with warmth and love and anything that was soft.

you really do love him, don’t you?

“look at him, he’s like a shrimp,” your husband pointed out, still gazing at his baby in wonder as he kept poking and prodding at the chonky rolls of his little arms, and you thought, nothing could have been more precious than this.

“satoru.”

“yeah?” he turned instantly at the sound of his name, but before he could react further—

you stood on your tiptoes and planted a swift smooch on his cheek, putting the overflowing love you held for him in it. “mwah!”

“…?!”

for the next three seconds, satoru malfunctioned. the brush of your sweet lips on his cheek was so innocent that he was rendered speechless. heat steadily gathered on his face, turning him pink despite himself.

“you…” he groaned, collecting himself, a dopey smile was quickly plastered on his face to cover up his setback as you burst into hearty laughter. “now you’ve started it…” and then he latched on you with a glint of a joker, launching a full-blown tickle attack.

“a—ah! why?! satoru! ahahahaha!”

. . .

safe to say, your wheezes effectively awoke your son from his slumber, and as a bit of payback, you left satoru in the dust to deal with the crying baby, both of them whimpering in unison since he had absolutely no clue how to comfort the little one.

#𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 #gojo satoru x reader #jjk drabbles #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk imagines #jjk x you #gojo x reader #jjk fanfic #jujutsu kaisen imagines #gojo satoru smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #satoru gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #gojo x you #gojo #gojo fluff #gojo satoru imagines #jjk fluff #gojo satoru fluff #dad!gojo #satoru gojo fluff #jjk gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jutusu kaisen x reader #satoru x reader #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo