#background gojo wip lol

[jvnart]

Ash left his shit laying around so im now the proud owner of this fucked up pen

Let's see how long it takes him to notice

I'm gonna tag him, too @doktorventure

[akamikazae]

Im late af but!! I wanna know more about Natural born killers! Or Bokami! ♡

Ah! Thanks sm for asking Q ! ❤︎₊ ⊹ I shared a bit about Bokami here!

Natural Born Killers, Toji and Akami are my stinky lil dirtbags in this au. She’s just as done with jujutsu society as he is. She’s a ‘fixer’ of sorts. They meet at a dive bar one night, hookup, part ways, but they keep crossing paths. Sometimes they’ll work together, but for the most part they just pass the time until one of them wakes up in their seedy motel room to find the other gone, split town, some of the cash missing. Its a constant back and forth, until the day he dies. Both unwillingly to truly love again. I'm trying to write this one a lil different to fit the gritty, americana vibe I'm going for, so thats a fun challenge too!  

'Toji is a stoic man. The strong silent type. He only lives for the now, the money on his next job, the horse running the clock on the bet he just placed, the snarling snapping maw of the Doberman in the pit. There’s a weather worn look in his eyes, the crows feet and dimple beside his scar, a lifetime in those lines. Things they won’t talk about over a bottle of bourbon, sweet honey whiskey. Sat in his lap on the second floor balcony of the motel 6. Akami picking at a rust spot on the viridian paint of the iron wrought railing. Cigarette in her other hand, held to his lips so he can take a drag. They’re no good for each other but they’re plain rotten for anyone else.'

Akami grew up in a non-sorcerer family, she started seeing curses as a kid, she’d draw them in her coloring books over and over because they haunted her, her parents thought she was a monster-that something was wrong with her. They sent her to a boarding school in Kyoto. She ends ups finding out about jjk society and goes to school there for a bit. Kakashi is in this au, as a small unnamed background character bc he will always be her one true love! lol, He’s a distant relative of Satoru and they meet and fall in love, but the Gojo Clan doesn’t accept her as an outsider. I haven’t decided exactly why and how and all that, but on the day they’re supposed to marry he dies in her place. And she’s totally done with jjk society after that—which leads her to Toji.  

She didn’t plan to fall into this business. She had it made, fell in love. But she was no one, just another grade 1 from the sticks with no family name. Wasn’t enough for a distant relative of the kid with the six eyes. He had Snow White hair, no… silky silver… she doesn’t remember. He took her home for the Clan elders' blessing, hand in hand under the shinto shrine, but there was something in the sake cups. Akami doesn’t know if they planned to kill them both or only her; she spilled her cup when he convulsed, soaked between the ridges of the tatami. It was like battery acid in his lungs, smelled hot like a lightning strike. She can still taste his last breath. Made a widow on her wedding day. She could have been happy, but he’s gone, she is too. Or maybe she’s more herself than she's ever been. Only got to be someone else when she was with him, someone good, someone better. 

After Toji dies, Akami tries to put her life back together, moves to Shibuya, eventually gets stuck in the veil on Halloween Night. After being attacked by transfigured humans and running into Mahito she starts to fight back, and ends up aligning herself with Tokyo school. I do know that she see’s Toji again after he’s resurrected, but she’s not strong enough to hold his interest and he goes into Dagon’s domain instead.  —I toyed around with her and Kusakabe having a little thing during this time too, but I’m not sure. I do know that she dies in end, during the fight with Sukuna.

Thanks again for asking ! <3 wip ask game

[siriuslysatorusimping]

You know what vibes the newly wedded gojos gives me?

G: I wasn't that drunk last night

R: You burned our marriage certificate and yelled: trie returning me now bitch, you are stuck with me

Or

G: you are such an idiot!

R: yeah but your idiot. * point at really expensive ring" foreveeeeerrr

(I couldn't find the fitting memes, but yeah)

Thank you for the new chapter! I have been stuck on the "gojo and geto parallels with Conan gray music in the background" edit side of tik tok, and I cried too much this week....so thank you for the breather!

Hope you are having a lovely day/night!

Hi, sweet anon!

That first one for sure fits Gojo in I Want Forever 😂

The second one I picture being the other way around lol because Rinko does call Gojo an idiot a lot. I think I have a line in one of my AU WIPs where she calls him an asshole, and he's like 'but I'm your asshole, right? 🥺'

I actually avoid tiktok and most social media just because I don't have the mental energy to deal with whatever's there... But I've definitely been seeing the sad posts...

But you're welcome for the fluffy breather! We LOVE fluffy Goinko, don't we? They're just the best 🥹 And they're happy, enjoying their forever together 💕😭

I hope you have a lovely day/night!!!

[infinitatis-ink]

fdsgfdfg ain't much but I do have 2 WIPs that I'm actively working on one sentence at a time. One day I will learn to juggle more than 2 WIPs at a time, but today is not that day!

Also gonna tag @angelbunsx and @sencrose pspsps I know you guys are also cooking up some juicy ideas in your drafts adfsgh

This one's from my manager and big brother!Geto x idol!Reader. Geto is very mean here, and it's only going to get worse for Reader lol.

“Take a good look at yourself,” Suguru murmurs, his voice low and even. “Acting so pure and innocent when you’re just another slut. If your group members could see you now…” You let out a high pitched moan, too blinded by pleasure to think of a proper response. Your older brother’s always had a possessive streak to him, never let you stray far from him even as kids, and declaring himself your protector. But it’s intensified ever since your group exploded in popularity with the underground idol scene, and you found yourself as the fan favourite. The more popular you became, the stricter Suguru grew until he was all but managing your every move. Even your other group members are beginning to notice.  “Suguru, I’m sorry—” you whimper. “Whatever I did, I didn’t mean—” Wrong answer. Suguru stops, two fingers still pressed on either side of your clit. He’s still wearing his usual serene smile, the one that wins over the trust of everyone he meets. Only the way his lips are pursed ever so slightly betrays his restrained anger. 

He sucks in a breath through his teeth. In the empty room it echoes, loud and foreboding. Your blood runs cold.  “Don’t lie.”

And this one's from an old idea I finally started getting down on paper, about younger brother Gojo developing romantic feelings for his older sis. Well, it was supposed to be a straightforward incest fic, but then I got carried away and it somehow became a bit of a study about the women of the Gojo clan and societal misogyny with a side of incest. Oops...?

In your earliest memory, you are almost dead. Most of all, you remember the pain. A slow, steady ache that’d spread throughout your tiny body, rattling your lungs with each cough you take. Your head had pounded, the blood-stained tatami digging into your skin as the world around you grew hazy. You might’ve cried for Granny—or perhaps you’d already learned at the tender age of four that nobody will help you. You don’t remember; nor does it matter. You know that now.  Secondly, you remember Satoru’s eyes. They’d been the first and last thing you’d seen when you’d collapsed to the floor in a violent coughing fit from the poisoned tea. There’d been a scream in the background, the sound of cloth swishing, doors slamming open and shut. Satoru had raced towards you, his bright, sky-blue eyes alight with a terror that you won’t see again for years, his chubby hands reaching out for yours. He'd never made it, being swept away by a group of maids who rushed him straight to his quarters, his eyes still searching for yours in the gaps between the long sleeves of their kimonos until the door had closed behind him.  Nobody had remembered to come for you.  When you’d come too, you’d been left alone in your dark, cold room. Echoes of Granny’s and your mother’s voice had reached through the shoji doors.    “Thank goodness she’ll live. The dose was too weak,” Granny had said. “Such a strong girl, that one. She hardly cried.” Your mother’s voice had been hard and cold when she’d replied all too quickly. “Better her than Satoru. Are there enough guards around his quarters?” The first lesson you learn in life is this: Your life exists to extend that of your younger brother’s. 

silly wip tag game!◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

show us a paragraph, line or dialogue out of context from your current wip[s]. if you aren't a writer, feel free to share one from the last fic you read! ♡

these are from three different wips, the last one is something i wrote in december 2024 (those who remember me talking about nanami and a desi reader...yea), and the second one is something my aashi (@fushitoru) has been asking for since the beginning of time [hint: salaryman choso]

— npt: @gojocon @norikuna @sonnytoru @starmapz @aishi-toru @baepsays @gojosoups @indiewritesxoxo @madamechrissy + anyone else