tw! vent below the cut
i just wanna talk to someone.
have a real, honest, personal conversation. not one that only lasts a few seconds.
maybe that's because nobody wants to talk to me.
maybe im too boring, or too much.
maybe im too weird or too dry.
maybe its just all my fault that nobody wants to talk to me.
im sorry that i cant be normal. im sorry im imperfect and just wrong. im sorry im not made up to your expectations
i really want to be "human" what does that even mean?
like everyone else
but i guess i wasnt built for that
fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
characters: Satoru Gojo, Yuji Itadori, Choso Kamo, GN!Reader
summary and warnings: grief, angst, lost, use of Y/N • how they deal with your death
title inspired by PRIDE. - Kendrick Lamar
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Gojo
It was his fault. It was because of him you that were dead.
He stared at your lifeless body laying in his bed, running his fingers over your palm. He didn't like the fact he couldn't feel your pulse anymore, and he despised that you were as foolish as to try to save him, when you only led yourself to your own end. He didn't need help. But he loved that you wanted to protect him so badly. He wondered why he chose to keep your body instead of giving you the proper burial you deserved.
Maybe he was selfish.
He wanted to see your eyes staring up at him and that stupid grin (that he adored) you gave him when you woke up. He just wanted you back. But you weren't ever going to show him your beautiful smile ever again.
He was supposed to be the strongest.
He was supposed to protect you.
Yet he sits here, crying and holding your corpse that was embroidered with a blissful expression, the warmth of your hand faded from this awful planet.
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Yuji
This wasn't supposed to happen.
He held you, or rather what was left of you, to his chest.
"C'mon, Y/N. This isn't funny."
It wasn't this time, not anymore. He was used to you giggling and pushing him off of you with a 'Yuji! It was a joke!' but you weren't playing dead anymore. You really weren't alive.
"This isn't... This isn't okay. Fushiguro and Kugisaki are gonna scold us for being gone so long."
They were, usually. Kugisaki teased you two and made comments about how you were both busy making out, and Fushiguro just hit you both on the head. But if you weren't there then they would figure out what happened. You were always next to Yuji.
"...I'm sorry. I'll meet you later, yeah?"
He buried you in the flower field near the school. He knew you would be happy there.
That was where you first met him.
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Choso
People say death comes easy once your used to it.
But this was different. You weren't meant to die.
Blood was on his hands, but it was the only time he wasn't expecting it. It wasn't because of his technique.
He hated red. He hated that the color strikes through your body like an abstract painting that was already beautiful. He wishes it was a dream that he could wake up from, and see your gorgeous body without a stain on it.
Yet he couldn't.
"My love?"
His call was unanswered as he stared at your weightless body. The death happened so fast you didn't even get a chance to close your eyes. Better than having a slow one, he supposed. If you were going to leave you would deserve a quick ending. He would hate to see you suffer in your final moments.
With a kiss to your forehead, he folds your hands together and leaves you by your family's burial shrine. Yuki had once told him that bodies take a while to decay, so he left you there for a few months, and burned your remainings. He has to shut down his tears when he walks by the vase filled with your ashes every day.
But at least you were still with him, even in death.
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2025
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rich!toji who buys you the cutest little outfits so he can show you off in public and whoever DARES to look at you for more than a millisecond will be dead before you can blink so theres no competition<3
rich!toji who gives you twenty dollars each time you take megumi to school. oh and trust me, youve tried to convince him to stop, but he just waves it off and kisses you to get your mind off of it. the bastard.
rich!toji who sees you constantly glancing at a shirt you found at the mall. you know this gets him to buy it for you, and his inner self is calling you a brat, but he's already at the register with the shirt in his hand.
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To transplant a meme from the seattle subreddit
"I am never leaving Seattle"
GOJOS DOING THE THING
"JUJUTSU KAISEN Hidden Inventory / Premature Death – Theatrical Compilation Film"– Official poster
fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
characters: Bully!Suguru Geto and Nerd!Satoru Gojo (no curses au)
warnings: name-calling, teasing, but that's mostly it
"Suguru, did you know that Jupiter was a failed star?"
His boyfriend wasn't even paying attention, only staring at the blue-eyed beauty in front of him. He nodded acknowledgingly though.
"It's so interesting! Apparently it didn't have enough mass to actually form into a star! Which is weird because it's one of our biggest planets. Did you also know that-"
Suguru nodded again as Satoru blabbered on. It was the most he could do while being in front of such a gorgeous being.
"-Are you actually listening?"
"Uh huh. Sounds wonderful, sweetheart."
"... Then tell me what I just said."
"Uh, some nerdy shit."
"Hey! 'M not a nerd."
"Mhm. Sure, smartie."
Suguru chuckled at Satoru's pouting and gave him a kiss on the cheek as an apology. Satoru happily reciprocated by giving Suguru a peck back.
"By the way, I saw that your grades are dropping again, Sugu."
"Whatever, Mr. Straight-A's."
"I'm just tryna help you, dumbass."
"Then help me, smartass."
Satoru opened the younger's backpack, taking his school computer out.
"How about... I give you a kiss for every question you get right?"
"I'd rather be teasing some weaklings at our school."
"Wow. I feel so loved. No more kisses for you, I guess."
"I was just kidding! I would choose you over any weakling!"
They didn't stay on task for long.
The night ended with Satoru laying in Suguru's lap on the black-haired student's bed.
"The principal's gonna hand our asses to us if I don't go back to my dorm, Sugu."
"Too bad. I'm the most feared in the school, so he'll have to go through me first."
Satoru smiled, shifting his body so he could rest the side of his head on Suguru's chest. Suguru held Satoru's hand in exchange, letting the smarter sleepily play with his fingers.
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created by sunnywrotethis☆
2025
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@songsofsoot / @tick-tock-time-crew
how does it feel to know that tumblr claims you as my #1 biggest fan :3
fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
characters: Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto
warnings and summary: angst, no comfort, depression • gojo misses geto, even if he's right in front of him
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Blink.
"Satoru?"
Nod.
"Good morning, Satoru."
Wave.
"Hey, Satoru!"
Smile.
"Gojo."
Stare.
He stared for the longest time.
Blink.
Who called his name again? Oh. Right. His best friend, or what was left of him anyways.
"You okay?"
He should be asking the same thing. He wasn't the one locking himself in his dorm all day.
"Ahem, I asked a question."
His senses finally came back, and suddenly he was in pain.
When did he turn Infinity off?
He groaned, slowly getting to his feet. Though he wished he hadn't. It was like God, if he were real, was after the boy.
Beautiful silky hair draped across the other man's shoulders, purple eyes staring at him with landscapes in them, a simple sweater that hugged him just right, and those precious plump lips. He looked ethereal, no matter what state he was in. He always has looked ethereal.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
No.
"Yeah."
He wasnt. He just wanted to give people what they wanted.
That was all he was meant to do.
He wished someday the Suguru he loved would come back, run up to him, and hold him for the longest time.
Like they were kids.
Like they were together.
Like they belonged to each other.
Like it was just them in the entire world.
But Satoru could yearn for now. He's done it since he was a kid. And for Suguru, he would wait centuries.
He would spend a lifetime to get his Suguru back.
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2025
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"my thoughts will follow you into your dreams"he/they • DID and BPD fictive system/alter/introject • reqs open!
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