#gojo... if he Won

[enkvyu]

"good morning."

"what."

your breath condenses as you exhale in soften shock, the presence of your boyfriend waiting by your bedroom door at a time when the moon still shone simply perplexing to you. gojo smiles, kindly, patiently, as you sniffle and force the gears in your head to turn.

finally, you shuffle up and sit upright in bed. "what are you doing here?" you croak, throat protesting from the lack of use.

"i came as fast as i could when you told me you were sick."

"it's almost three in the morning."

"that's why i said good morning."

your body takes a screenshot.

gojo laughs in a single breath and pushes himself off the doorframe, untucking his hands from behind his back.

he isn't in his usual jujutsu uniform you realise, as he steps into a spot where the moonlight shines through your window and spills onto the carpet. instead of his uniform, he's wearing a tight black shirt that's riddled with cuts and it's styled with an outrageous amount of scars on his face.

you can't help it, worry forces you up.

gojo catches you in his arms as you attempt to get out of bed, the rush of motion causing your head to spin but you don't care, you couldn't possibly. you trace a scar by his lips with your thumb.

"what happened to you?"

his lips quirk upward and you catch the movement with the tip of your finger. "do you think i look tougher with the scars?"

"what do i think? are you serious? you look like you’re on your deathbed, what happened?" your voice rises and he shushes you gently.

"okay, okay, i'm sorry. don't be mad, please?"

"why are you covered in scars?" you say instead.

"i got into a fight."

there's another scar across his cheek and you trace it. "with who?"

gojo tilts his head towards your hand so that your palm ends up caressing his cheek. "no one important especially because, you know, he's dead now."

"and you're definitely okay?"

he nods into your hand. "i think the one who isn't okay, is you."

you sniffle. "i took medicine already, i'll be fine. but you, god gojo, where do i even start?"

"you can start by getting over your fever."

your boyfriend tries to wiggle out of your hold but you only clench tighter, intent on keeping him close by. "are you sure you're okay?"

the smile he gives you is pure sweetness. he leans forward to kiss your cheek and you feel his grin even then. "of course. i’m more than okay, you’ll never guess who i just won against."

there's still doubt in your gaze when he pulls back and he laughs, breath hitting your face.

"i already went and got checked up by a doctor that i really trust." he adds.

it’s hard to not believe him when he looks at you like this, so you relent, sitting back. “shouldn't you be sleeping and resting up, then?”

gojo takes something out from the bag you didn't know he had been carrying, and places it on your bedside table. "shouldn't you? how could i sleep well knowing you were probably suffocating from all that snot in your nose?"

you scrunch up your face and glance quickly at the pile of used tissues on the table that he had to brush aside. "i was just about to blow my nose actually." your argue sounds weak even to your own ears.

he hums like he believes you. "right. and when was the last time you took any fever medication?"

"i think i went to bed at around eight?"

he tsks. "you're long overdue for something."

you recall his earlier words. “so, who was the guy you just beat?”

his eyes glint in the light. “guess.”

you groan. “i don’t know, was it the guy you were talking about a few weeks ago?”

“sukuna?”

“why are you asking me like i know?”

gojo makes a face at you. “but yeah, it was him. i beat him real good too.”

you’ve never really believed in gojo’s outlandish tales, of scary monsters and magic people, but sometimes your boyfriend will come home with injuries just as mindboggling, and you must admit you’d believe him a little then.

still, you can’t hide the taunting smile that passes through. “yeah babe, you really showed him.”

he sticks out his tongue and unpacks the bag he brought.

you watch as he walks in and out your room, holding nothing in his hands one second and appearing with a thermos later. he pours steaming water into a mug and places that down next to the bottle of medicine. it's the liquid type, and you wonder if it became a habit to buy it over tablets and pills, from raising megumi and tsukimi.

"babe, i don't want you to stay up just for me." your blocked nose causes the b's to come out as m's. “especially if you’re injured.”

"i'm your boyfriend, this is what i'm meant to do." he says. “and i’m fine, seriously.”

"i'm pretty sure this is a job for my parents, not you."

"i'm trying to be romantic." gojo sighs, measuring out the bright red liquid into a medicine cup. "but of course, you have to be incredibly snarky, even more so now that you're sick."

you rub your nose. "careful, i'm extremely emotional right now. you could easily make me cry."

he spares you a quick glance. "you'll live. here, take this."

gojo hands you the medicine cup and nudges forward the mug of warm water. looking up, he eyes you expectantly.

you meet his gaze hesitantly. "does this... taste gross?"

there's a silence until gojo starts laughing. "are you a child? i don't even think you could taste it even if you tried."

"i'm literally a patient, don't laugh at me."

"just drink the syrup."

"in shoujo mangas, isn't this when you're meant to be nicer to me?" you mumble underneath your breath, though he catches it anyway.

in the silence that ensues, you begin mentally prepping yourself for the unnaturally sweet taste of raspberry medicine, the kind that has always reminded you of childhood sickness. back then, you were lucky to have your family hovering over you with a wet towel and a warm hand.

just as you go in for a sip, gojo suddenly speaks.

"want me to make this more shoujo-esque, then?"

you blink at him. "huh?" you ask intelligently.

under the moon, you can barely make out the soft smirk on his face and the look in his eyes that you know all too well. it's a feature of his from when the two of you were still in highschool, and though this kind of cheekiness has faded away with time, you still recognise it.

it's the look he gives you when he's up to nothing good.

something in the air changes, and your fever can’t completely explain the sudden heat.

gojo leans over, carefully taking the cup from your hands. making eye contact, he tips the red liquid into his mouth, careful not to spill any. you gape at him, captured in his gaze, as he lifts your chin with a finger and presses his lips on yours.

he swallows the gasp that tumbles out from your mouth, flooding your senses with raspberry, though not the kind that reminds you of sickness. you can only think of his hand that creeps up to cup your cheek, the other tucking hair away from your face. he coaxes your mouth open with his tongue and forces you to drink.

when you’ve gulped it all down, his hands leave your side. he tries to lean away but you follow after, deepening the kiss.

gojo's fingers curl into your bedsheets and you feel his weight dip into the mattress as as he uses his knee to lean forward. you feel yourself fall backwards but he catches the small of your back with a hand and a chuckle.

eventually, he pulls away for air and though you need it just as bad, your lips trail after his.

eyes meet and spark in the dim lit room.

"was that still gross?" he asks, and it takes you a while to realise he was talking about the taste of the medicine.

you swipe your tongue against your bottom lip to relive the flavour, and his eyes follow the motion.

"no." you murmur. "actually, i don't remember. why don't we do it again so i can find out?"

gojo grins, using the hand on your back to press you against him, the other resting on the wall behind you. "only once more."

just like he promised, his lips fall back on yours and you sigh into the contact.

the night ends in raspberry sweetness, but not the kind that is unpleasant.

if you saw this somewhere else, no you didn't <3

[3-aem]

i personally have never seen another series where fans beg for the revival of a character so hard to the point where the complete deconstruction of plot and storyline integrity is an acceptable, nay, desirable sacrifice

[teddybeartoji]

i think gojo would be TERRIBLE at any type of imposter game. like those mafia games or among us etc etc. HE WOULD SUCKKK. he has never won a single game. ever. he just gets so excited whenever he's The Bad Guy and he gets this glint in his eyes and it just makes it so fucking obvious that he's the one lmao. and then he's soooooo sad when he loses:(((( like c'mon guys how'd you know it was me:(((( BE SERIOUSSSS YOU LITERALLY WENT "MWAHAHAHA" WHEN THE GAME BEGAN???????????????????? he's stupid i can't believe i love him

[sulky-cabbage]

We don't talk about these panels enough this is the first time the words: "The loneliness that comes with peerless strength!! I will be the one who will teach you about love!!" Were uttered.

And THIS. WAS. SUKUNA'S. REACTION.

Yorozu seemed to have expressed to him exactly how he felt about someone else. It seems like an "Ironic, I was just thinking that" kind of laugh.

He pulled a weird face and legit started giggling; even Yorozu was like, "Huh?"

She perceived it as Sukuna already knowing about love, but if it were anyone else, they would’ve assumed Sukuna was just mocking them (she's not crazy; Gege is simply expressing to us what Sukuna is thinking through her so it becomes clear and not up for interpretation).

It becomes even more clear during his fight with gojo, it's so painfully obvious it's basically canon that Sukuna loved gojo (or at the very least wanted to).

It's so damn obvious that a dudebro created a theory video titled "Sukuna loves Gojo" that is based on this exchange between Yorozu and Sukuna before the fight with Gojo even happened.

Like... in what world does that happen??😭😭 a dudebro making a theory like that? And the comments are something else man... (I advice everyone to watch it it's really good).

Yorozu felt threatened, she became jealous, and literally started sweating😭😭 and declared "That's not love!! I'll show you what real love looks like!!" Which she obviously failed to accomplish lol

I wish we could have had an interaction between Yorozu and Gojo. we were robbed..

I know she would have hated gojo and tried to kill him in an attempt to prove she is stronger than him and therefore more worthy of Sukuna's love lmao

Orrrrrr.... maybe... she would support them and start fujoshing out 👀

[hieronymph]

Look...I get why Gojo hesitated not once but thrice.

He looks especially lovely in those flowy monk robes!!

[transdemon]

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Some gojo doodles of after he won 🥰

[burilingo]

What if his shirt DID get ripped????

[svgvru]

✮ THINKIN' ABOUT...SATORU! your satoru who made you anxious and jittery throughout the entire fight with sukuna. the thoughts running through your head were rapid and negative. tsumiki, megumi, itadori, nobara, your thoughts ran with them in mind. hell, they were like your children. your eyes watered as you stood next to shoko, taking in a sharp breath as you thought of your little girl at home. daddy's girl who was giggling blissfully unaware that she might never see him again. but when you saw that flash of purple you knew the strongest had won. you knew that he would emerge healthy and as the winner, and he did.

"SATORU GOJO DEFEATED SUKUNA!!" a sob racked your frame as you saw him with a winner's smile on his face. tears streamed down your face when he walked up to you. "what's the matter? miss me?" a smile was presented on your face at the sight of your husband's, bright and gummy as he opened his arms wide for you. you wrap your arms around him and squeeze gently, pressing your cheek against him, happy to feel his warmth again. "you almost gave me a heart attack," you playfully punch his chest. "i know, i know. but im the strongest, 'course i would win. no need to be worried," he giggles and presses a kiss to your cheek.

you cup his face, thumbs caressing his cheeks, feeling the roughness of his skin from the fight, silently adoring his new scars. you press your lips to his giving him a soft kiss, rubbing one of the arms wrapped around you. his head rests on your shoulder, the man just breathing in your presence. "let it be clear your retiring. this was a enough," you mumble and press another kiss to his cheek. "mhm." he can't wait to see the little princess waiting for her 'dada' at home.

[colourstreakgryffin]

EVERY JJK FAN! SUKUNA RYOMEN HAS WON! ITS OVER! SUKUNA IS THE WINNER! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT BUT SUKUNA WON!

SUKUNA WAS HOLDING BACK TOO! HE IS THE REAL GOAT OF JJK

@sukunarp; Good job, my king

[gojoidyll]

i was not ready for jjk 236 leaks

[dalishthunder]

I think it's interesting that people are interpreting what akutami said about gojo losing the fight as "Gojo is the strongest and would have won if xyz hadn't happened" as if CE efficiency, cunning, and adaptability aren't part of the reason why Sukuna is the strongest.

Like yes, he has a good technique, honed and refined and powerful, but that's only part of what made him powerful. Everything else was because he was incredibly shrewd and cunning and quick to adapt in battle.

Gojo lost because his brain was hemorrhaging because he lost the domain battles and sustained so much damage. Sukuna sustained just as much and was still out-thinking him without the six-eyes' perception.

He was still one step ahead, and gojo might have won if he had been more alert, but in the end, he just wasn't. He underestimated Sukuna's extreme adaptability and it was his downfall

[goatyuuji]

THAT’S MY SON MY BABY BOY

[divinedemons]

the reason that toji is such a beloved villain in gojos past arc is because the basic framework of his origin is a neglected and traumatised person seeking significance and validation through destroying the society that conditioned him to feel worthless. Destruction is the only way to change the narrative that he was taught about himself and it‘s showing off in every aspect of his life wether it‘s his role as a parent, a spouse or as a human being in general

Succeeding over his opponents and killing them off has nothing to do with them as a person and everything with him overcoming his trauma like it‘s said in „the road to hell is paved with good intentions“

Hence it’s only understandable that his last and ultimate fight culminated to be against gojo the boy who was gifted with everything in contrast to his own upbringing being born with nothing

Truth be said he‘s way more complex than just your typical hot villain and this is why he has a rather huge fanbase as such a minor character in the great schemes of the story

(and because he‘s a dilf let‘s not be fake)

[nyan-bynary]

I'm gonna have to wait out a few weeks to be able to complain about jjk's ending bc rn half the ppl are bashing everyone who expected more as ppl who just wanted gojo back

[byfulcrums]

See, the thing is, I do like the angst (I wouldn't be a JJK fan if I didn't). In fact, I love it! I love tragedies and stories that make me cry. However, all this feels so unnecessary and meaningless

It doesn't really make much sense, either. This might be me being petty, but (also based on proof that was previously stated as canon) Gojo should've won lmao

Before, the tragedy was so good. Satosugu and Itafushi parallels. Nanami and Nobara dying. Junpei. Yuta and Rika. Etc, etc, etc. It was well written, it was interesting, and I liked seeing it. Most of all, it was creative

Now it just feels like Gege is pulling all of that bullshit out of his ass to school their audience, or something

Every single chapter has been just "[X] goes to fight Sukuna, [X] dies" and then it just repeats and repeats and repeats. It's always the same goddamn thing. The blatant favoritism towards Sukuna is kinda ruining the entire series for me

[skeletons-in-ur-closet]

this isnt the account for this i KNOW but jjk just ended and it was the worst thing ive ever read oh my daysssss