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gojo makes me so freaking sad bro. sure he's raw sex appeal, whatever. but like, he lost and killed his best friend...he was targeted since birth and grew up fending off literal assassins...over worked and over used and under appreciated and had so much cause to use his immense power for evil instead of the good he chose. he raised orphaned children and protected the fifteen year old vessel of the king of curses even though it would mean his death. everyone around him, students and colleagues and friends alike, all died, and in the end when even he succumbed, unable to truly hurt the boy he'd raised, his body didn't get rest or peace and was brought back fighting. there is use for you even in death, but there will never be regard for you. curb stomping me would be kinder

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World’s strongest cutest sorcerer

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suguru’s “are you the strongest because you’re gojo satoru or are you gojo satoru because you’re the strongest?” really hits you when you come to terms with the fact that satoru is nothing but a tool for jujutsu society — even in death. suguru will always be the only one who questioned it, who saw satoru as more than “the strongest sorcerer” because he was his best friend first and foremost :)

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tumblr is such a different animal than other social media platforms for so many reasons obviously but one thing i really find funny about it is how on other sites if i see something that doesn't interest me i don't follow or don't like the post. but on here if someone i follow starts posting exclusively about something really niche that i have no interest in my reaction is never to unfollow. its just part of the natural environment. like oh mutual is now really into pro wrestling? ok i guess ill be seeing these guys around now

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drunk ink love

you get a drunk tattoo of their name! | anon's idea

minors and ageless blogs DNI!!

characters: gojo, geto, nanami, toji, choso, sukuna

warnings: slightly suggestive

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I don't understand how people just Do things without daydreaming. like how are you not off in a silly little fantasy world rn

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sooo should I start playing Star Rail or is this gonna be another hellhole i will get stuck in?

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hey cause I hate myself I just thought of why gojo left a seat empty between himself and geto in the afterlife:

it's for shoko when she dies

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the iconic Xavier head tilt, slight eye-brow raise as he looks down at you 🥵

now updated with misty silhouette xav ✨

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Mental health status:

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I am in my Satosugu head and I am not sure if anyone has ever said this but I wanted to just get it out of my chest. Sorry in advance if anything I say is not accurate/canon this is just my view of them and my experience on what I read on various blogs and platforms.

I truly hate the fact that a lot of people blame Satoru for “overlooking” Suguru’s depression/changed state and I hate it more how Satoru might have blamed himself for not seeing it in time.

I have dealt (and still dealing) with depression for 5+ years now and trust me when I say no one had even SUSPECTED that something was wrong with me because I did not show I did not share and I did not want them to know.

I get it, us viewers, we saw Suguru changing, how down he looked and all but I am more than sure that it was not the same face he showed Satoru. If Suguru had really wanted his help, if he really had wanted him to notice and do something about it, he would have told him. If he did not want to carry all this alone, he would have told him. What Suguru experienced and felt - in my opinion - is very complex, their whole relationship was really complex so I believe it is very unfair to just state that Satoru “neglected” his best friend.

So please don’t blame Satoru. He did care for him. Deeply.

Does it sound like I’m defending Satoru? Good. Because I am. Proudly. It was not his fault.

***little edit here: I agree with you guys i would also NEVER blame Sugu, never.

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the constant Caleb hate is still making my blood boil what is wrong with you

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caleb | 6:36 PM

"Can you come get me?"

Your voice cracks at the end of your question, and you have to stifle a sob. Before you even finish what you're saying, Caleb's voice speaks up on the other end of the line, resolute and firm.

"I have your location. I'll be there in five."

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You don't say anything as you climb into the passenger seat of Caleb's car. He watches you put your seatbelt on wordlessly. You look out the window as he pulls out and starts driving, afraid that if you look at him, the tears would just start falling. Your eyes glaze over as the buildings pass by, and soon they start to become a gray blur.

Your hands are on your lap, and you hadn't realized how tightly you were clenching them until Caleb reaches over the console and takes one of yours in his. His fingers find their way between yours, and he tightens his grip on your hand, clasping it gently. He gives your hand a soft pump, and you return it, your chest suddenly feeling a little lighter.

You both stay silent as he continues to drive, one of his hands on the steering wheel and the other still holding yours.

Caleb breaks the silence first. "You want to talk about it?"

You keep your eyes trained on the buildings outside. Your shake your head in response.

"Okay, that's fine," Caleb says simply.

The buildings disappear as Caleb enters the freeway, and your gaze shifts to the setting sun in the horizon. Your head is still clouded by troubled thoughts, but they disappear briefly when you notice that Caleb drives past the exit he was supposed to take.

You turn to look at him, but he just smirks, keeping his focus on the road ahead.

"Relax, we're just going to take a little detour. It won't take long, I promise."

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You're not sure where it is that Caleb takes you, but you end up at an empty parking lot underneath the bridge spanning the city river. Caleb exits on the driver's side, and in a few seconds, he's opening the passenger door.

He extends a hand to you. "Come on, I have something to show you."

You take it, and let him lead you from the car to the stairs at the bottom of the bridge. You follow him as he heads up the stairs, and steps onto the pedestrian walkway part of the bridge. Soon, you are met with a spectacular view. The sun has sunk well below the horizon, but the sky is still a deep purple, dotted by the first few bright stars of the night. The moon has also started rising, its reflection becoming brighter on the surface of the river. In the distance, you see the city skyline, the city lights just blinking to life.

You can't help but gasp, entranced by the sights in front of you. Caleb watches you take it in, a grin tugging at the corners of his lips. The both of you stay there, leaning over the railing, watching as the sky becomes darker and the lights become brighter.

You don't realize how cold it has gotten - in your rush to get Caleb to come pick you up, you had forgotten to take a jacket. You shudder involuntarily, the chill settling deeper into your skin. Caleb is immediately removing his leather jacket, and then drapes it over the railing. He then removes his hoodie, leaving him just wearing his shirt. He passes the hoodie to you, and you take it, immediately putting it on. You pull it over your head and take a deep breath in. The hoodie smells like him - slightly smoky and sweet, like cinnamon. He puts his jacket back on, and you lean against him, your head resting on his shoulder.

"Thank you," you whisper, suddenly feeling the lump in your throat again.

He takes your hand, his thumb rubbing gently strokes into it. You feel him press his lips against the top of your head, whispering into your hair.

"I'll come get you, no matter where you are, Pipsqueak."

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Glancing at Satoru from a little distance while you both have paperworks to do…

It’s so out of character for him to sit down and calmly go through dozens of official papers but there he was, concentrating on his task. You can’t see his eyes, of course, as he is wearing his blindfold but you can tell he is frowning. Deep in thought and unusually serious as he is scanning over the writings. You watch him holding a pen with his slender fingers, occasionally spinning it with ease. Those damn fingers are looking so smooth and perfect you can barely take your eyes off them.

Your gaze shifts lower. You’re lucky enough to catch a glimpse of his tongue appearing to lick his soft lips in a quick motion.

You hear him take a heavier breath, his chest rising slowly.

He runs his fingers through his snowy hair, brushing it back a bit more. You can’t help but check how his blindfold sits above his pretty ears and in the next second your gaze is already fixed on his sharp jawline, his jaw clenching time to time in his deep concentration. His skin as smooth as a marble statue…

You try to memorize every precious little detail about him.

You stare and adore him.

Wishing he was yours. Wishing he just let you a bit closer… only a little bit closer…

Maybe one day.

Maybe in another life.

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my yearning for Satoru is real bad today my brain cannot function help

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Aw nooo you don’t have them yet?😭 i hope you can get them soon they were literally made for him. And NOPE those gold hoops belong in the trash

THE EARRINGS i knoooow omg i feel the same way, no one else can pull it off like him i have them on him aaalll the time 😩

I need them so bad 😭 he looks too good with them. I only have those fuckass gold hoops they all wear I'm like guys pls they're heinous stop