#this will eventually be satosugu

[tyciel]

officially introducing my geto teacher au *puts on my party hat* *cries into my hands*

[wacuoms]

hes literally me btw

[n0bluev]

you eat those?

[niinnyu]

Okok I know I'm ruining the subtlety and why this panel is so good, but I didn't want it to be a straight up panel redraw and also yeah

[waiting-for-a-sunny-day]

1. “You think you’re the only one who can find a date?” Geto paused his inspection of himself to meet Gojo's gaze in the mirror. “Ah, no, sorry. You don't go on dates. You have to know the other person's name for it to count as a date.”

Behind the near black of his sunglasses, Gojo’s eyes widened with exaggerated offense.

“You can’t slut shame anymore, Suguru. It’s 2010,” Gojo teased, as he flopped back on Geto’s bed.

“I’m not slut shaming you. I’m saying you’re not in a position to act like me going on a first date is a scandal."

Gojo tipped his head backwards and leveled Geto with an over-dramatic eye roll. 

He does that to make people notice how pretty his eyes are. 

“It’s not a scandal. It’s…”

Whatever Gojo thought it was was a mystery, because he was uncharacteristically lost for words. 

Despite what Gojo might accuse him of, Geto was not a sex negative person or a prude. 

He was just madly in love with his best-friend-slash-roommate, and every time Satoru stumbled home with his clothes rumpled and his hair fingered through, Geto felt like burning Tokyo to the ground.

It was all the unhinged, unrealistic pining that led Geto to make this plan in the first place.

The Plan: Geto was going to get over his straight, no-strings-sex-only, relationship-phobic best friend.

Step One of The Plan: Find literally anyone else in the entire world that he could think about kissing without wanting to die.

- - - - Read more cut - - - -

A month earlier, he’d gone so far as to get a guy’s phone number. He’d popped into a café after a particularly foul curse he’d absorbed – hoping to wash the taste out of his mouth with tea and a pastry – and the barista had such a stark white shock of messy hair that Geto had done a doubletake to make sure Gojo wasn’t fucking around in a coffee shop on some bizarre mission objective.

The barista had been, admittedly, extremely attractive. His hair was bleached, but it suited him, and he had pleasing, well-proportioned features. Working on pure adrenaline and determination, Geto had asked him for his number. The guy had turned beet red but managed to stutter out his info to Geto.

Almost as soon as Geto left the café, though, the little nits and snags started to pop up in his mind.

Obviously, the eyes were all wrong. The shyness wasn’t right. The smile. His voice. He wasn’t tall enough, and his hands didn’t have that same graceful strength.

It was a laundry list of how fake-Satoru was emphatically not Satoru.

Geto wasn’t even all the way down the block before he deleted the barista’s info from his phone.

Now Geto was on attempt number two: a first date with a man who in absolutely no way resembled Satoru Gojo.

His non-Gojo-ness was exactly what prompted Geto to ask the man at the train station for his number. Shota was short, burly, square-faced, and serious. Geto had only clocked the man’s interest by the overly long looks he’d shot him.

At least I'm good at reading people…

“Hey, you should bring her back here,” Gojo said – pulling Geto’s attention back to the present. “We can watch that new horror movie. Human Earthworm.”

…unlike my oblivious best friend.

“Are you seriously asking to be the third wheel on my date?”

Gojo’s face was upside down - his head practically hanging off the end of Geto’s bed. The odd angle must have been what made Gojo’s smile look off.

“You worried she’ll be more interested in your hot roommate?”

Geto shot him an unamused look.

“I don’t know why anyone agrees to sleep with you,” Geto lied. “Your head’s so big, it seems like a crush risk.”

“They can tell I’m killer in bed,” Gojo smirked. “The risk is worth the reward.”

Geto turned away and pulled at the shirt he was wearing. He didn’t totally love it, but he also didn’t care as much as he should about impressing Shota.

It wasn’t as if Geto was about to fall in love with this train station stranger, but if he at least went through the motions, maybe his brain would get with the program and start considering non-Satoru people as potential romantic interests.

“But, seriously, Suguru,” Gojo said as he folded his hands under his head – making the hem of his shirt ride up. “What’s up with this date? I thought you weren’t into that sort of thing.”

Geto’s eyes drew immediately to the sliver of skin above the waistband of Gojo’s slim-fit black joggers. 

The peek of skin couldn’t have been more than an inch wide, but Geto could see twin ridges of definition. The visual set Geto’s mind racing, thinking about the rest of Gojo’s skin.

Damn him for having a nice body.

“I’m trying to make myself get into it,” Geto said, wholly distracted by seeing Gojo’s abs and trying to not let his body get worked up, as if he were still a horny highschooler.

“Ohhh,” Gojo replied, his tone brightening. “I get it.”

Geto’s stomach flopped over as Satoru sprang up.

Did I just out myself?

“What do you get?”

“Nothing,” Geto said with a toothy grin that implied otherwise. “But - just so you know - I like you the way you are, Suguru.”

The idiot part of Geto’s heart – i.e., the whole of it – thumped hopefully.

“If you don’t want to date anyone, don’t date anyone,” Gojo added, cheerily. “I won’t let anyone talk shit about my best friend. I mean, who cares if you’re a virgin?”

Geto’s idiot heart plopped down into his stomach.

Gojo thought he was a crotchety prude who’d rather spend his whole life celibate than have any fun, and he still definitely had Geto squarely in the friend zone.

Obviously you’re in the friendzone, you idiot. He’s straight.

(Complete fic on AO3)

[fedefededef]

[m3ntal-hiatus]

gojo wears his shades in highschool in order to protect himself from headaches due to his ct, yeah?

i wonder if gojo’s headaches developed into migraines after geto left, so he upgraded to blindfolds because the glasses weren’t cutting it anymore.

[chiarrara]

i think its wild how beautiful and foundational the queer readings of jjk are considering how violently anti-queer the manga is in practice

[glowingsand]

:P

[nessberry]

"The other Kyoto students were so mean talking badly about mechamaru while miwa was crying they just don't care about each other like the Tokyo students do" too many of you have the media literacy of a fucking walnut

[toovaeloe]

A mini excerpt from a request I did on a different platform awhile ago that’s getting scrapped and living in my drafts forever but I think this part’s funny

it was bus stop but with gojo instead of geto, but I like geto more sooo 🗑️

[sozila]

Would you ever write a SatoSugu x reader fic 👀? Asking for myself 🩷

hi anonnie 🎀

short answer; yes! but i think maybe not in the way you’re thinking hehe 🤭

i feel like most of my stories are pretty monogamous, i mean up until now both my fics are just singular x reader pairings. i think what you’re asking for is like polygamy or a threesome (lol eiffel tower 😜) which i think isn’t my personal cup of tea just yet! i’m not writing off smut entirely, i just don’t think i could accurately represent one given i haven’t written intensive smut. but i’m not totally closed off on the idea 🤗

my alternative for now that i could definitely write for you would be like a love triangle situation that’s messy haha, if that’s up your alley :P i loooove writing complicated relationships. like ooh, your boyfriend is satoru, but every time he has a fight with you, his sweet best friend suguru comforts you, toooootally no ulterior motives. lolzies 🫣😮‍💨

however i was thinking about writing an old western au with cowboys satosugu fighting for your love…... if that’s also something you’d like, tell me 😋💕

thank you for asking anonnie!

[eepy-bells]

Eldritch horror Angel Gojo AU is going on in my head so I'm gonna throw it here.

So the setting is kind of like Solo leveling's but instead of monsters there are curses. There aren't stuff like dungeons though. Curses sells for good prices on the market. The higher the grade of the curse the more value it has(basic stuff).....

There are rare curses coz they are either a minority, extinct or a myth.

Angels are a myth since no one has seen them in years and suddenly one day Geto(a Grade 4 sorcerer according to his ID but is a Special Grade) was going back home from getting groceries, on a quiet evening, randomly finds a severely injured angel, all battered and bruised, some wings torn, on the roadside of his tiny neighborhood and he just picks him up and takes him home. [He doesn't know he's taking home an angel coz whatever Gojo looked like on the roadside definitely didn't look like an angel or any other depiction of angel Geto knows about.]

Still have more brain worms but I don't know how to put it into words....I'm eventually gonna draw this AU though.

[n0bluev]

lover boy

[o-rbin]

aha ANOTHER warmup DOODLE

[waiting-for-a-sunny-day]

I just finished my Satosugu fic on AO3!!

I took Geto and Gojo from the canon, mid-Hidden Inventory / Premature Death arc and diverged right before Geto's defection.

Satoru and Suguru have so much canonical love for each other that I wanted to explore how to use that love to give them a happy ending in a way that still felt in character for them - despite their own challenges and hang ups. (I tried my best!)

The fic starts off a little silly and has a tiny dash of (S1-level) angst, but is mostly about the depth and layers and ways in which Geto and Gojo love each other. (Honestly, I just hope it leaves readers giggling and feet kicking.)

If you want to read 60k+ words of slow burn Fix-It where Geto and Gojo pine after each other and are disgustingly in love, consider giving it a shot!