#despite his best efforts he DID in fact fall in love smh have some self-discipline buddy SJDBVDJKVB

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Hi, may i please have any lmhs geto crumbs, i'll take literally anything, like what's his favorite breakfast... can't get the fanart of him carving the betrothal necklace out of my head.. will absolutely Weep™️ the moment he's mentioned in the fic.. 😭

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here are some more lmhs geto tidbits to keep you fed until the fic drops!

He knew he would hate Gojo before they even met, and he was right - for all of five minutes. Against his better judgement (and the warnings of his family), he found himself almost immediately endeared to the blue-eyed idiot whose wit was as sharp as the metaphorical ice chip on his shoulder. (Geto could thaw him out. The world looked down at Gojo unfairly, but Geto could show him that it wasn't all bad. Maybe he shouldn't, but he wanted to.)

His favorite food is Lotus Root and Dried Squid soup, something that was hard to come by as a child (lotus roots had to be imported from the southern Earth Kingdom and were expensive) but was easier to procure when he was sent off to study.

He used to think he was an exceptionally skilled healer until he met Shoko. If he was out training or hunting with his family, he was the one who used his bending to tend wounds. But Shoko humbled him within seconds. He was, at least, gracious about it, even if slightly embarrassed at his previous cockiness.