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[allegedlyauser]

MAJOR JJK SPOILERS

Today we get gojo dying, tomorrow we get the 'yo satoru!' scene animated, on friday I'm getting a fucking gun

[lev1hei1chou]

Why i believe Gojo could come back

This chapter left us in a devastated state and was absolutely uncalled for, but I personally believe this isnt the end of the strongest sorcerer. There are several reasons as to why (These are just opinions, I could be wrong in certain areas AND personal feelings might make an occassional appearance.)

LEAKS:

This whole panel was obviously made for a reason. And we dont see gojo making a decision. Considering the fact that this is literally THE Gojo Satoru, he's more likely to choose north since there's numerous things left as plot holes. We'll get to that.

Here in this page, he mentions that Toji should've cut his head off to actually kill him. In the leaks, whats cut off is his upper body but not the head! I still can't quite wrap my head around RCT but lets say he's not able to heal himself. You know who can and who would? Yuta and Shoko

Now moving on

"Gojo then bids farewell to everyone." If hes truly gone then why would he be bidding farewell to the fallen comrades? If he's dead then isn't he supposed to stay in the afterlife with them?

Pretty self explanatory

What if Kashimo is going in to distract Sukuna while Shoko and Yuta can heal Gojo?

Now think about this. Gojo is gone, Shoko doesnt fight and who are all left? A bunch of sorcerers who are literally under 20, need guidance and we havent really seen any panel where they actually plan how they're going to go about in the whole battle. Gojo isnt a want, hes a NEED, a NECESSITY.

Remember, Toji who was dead long ago pretty much appeared out of nowhere in Shibuya Arc LMAO so- yes

WHAT IS THIS EVEN SUPPOSED TO MEAN

Theres no way Gojo would be left sealed for 3 whole years, brought him back just to kill him off in the most disrespectful way possible.

Besides, things that Gojo wanted to do haven't happened yet.

He wanted to tell megumi about his father

He wanted to see his students surpass the strongest sorcerer, aka him

He wanted to get rid of the higher ups

He wanted to properly mourn suguru (for which kenjaku has to be defeated but oh well)

He wanted to save Megumi

How'd we know what Gojo said here.

On to the other aspects of why killing off Gojo was a bad idea. We barely ever saw what happened to him, and an off screen death to the so called strongest sorcerer is just senseless. Gojo is a fan favourite. People started watching the show for Gojo (myself included) and there's a high possibility of multiple people dropping the manga since he isn't even there anymore.

The ending could take a turn for the worse considering the fact that Sukuna is just overpowered and Kenjaku hasn't done anything as of now. Unless there's some heavy plot armor I dont think the students even stand a chance against Sukuna and Kenjaku. Both outcomes- the students and others emerging as victors or sukuna emerging as a victor could make the ending absolutely terrible and this might as well top AOT for being the manga with the most disliked ending.

Gojo Satoru is the mentor for multiple; for Yuji, Nobara, Megumi, Yuta, Maki, Panda, Toge and the third years and its necessary for them to have someone to teach them. It is one of Satoru's wishes to see his students surpass him, which can happen only when he's there since there's nobody else who is actually capable of teaching them and leading them into the world as actual graduated sorcerers.

So Gojo dying will make the manga take a turn for the worse. Killing him off in the middle makes absolutely no sense and is just plain bad writing. People are prolly gonna kill me for this but lets admit the truth. Hyping this battle, building up tension just to finish him off screen is NOT good writing.

Anyways. There is factual proof of Gojo potentially making a return. Maybe at a cost, like him losing his power, losing his "strongest" title or anything else. He may not even be the same anymore but honestly as long as he's back, I'm fine.

It happened previously, and could happen again.

Satoru Gojo may not be the strongest and the honoured one, but may be reborn as a newer version of himself after getting humbled. Lotuses, as mentioned above symbolise rebirth, which is why i believe this is not the end.

A small bit of advice for gojo fans: Go watch haikyuu or highschool babysitters as a form of self care <3

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synopsis. you’d always wait for satoru.

tags. JJK CHAP 236 SPOILERS, it’s like fluff and angst but neither at the same time yk

"took you long enough."

satoru blinked twice, those icy lashes fluttering as his blurry gaze focused on the figure next to him. he hadn't heard that voice in so long that it barely felt real, a fragment in his memories.

"i thought you'd be at least a little bit happy to see me," your lips were tilted up in a grin that easily met your eyes. you're eighteen: white blouse tucked into a long skirt and your hair twisted up away from your face. there's a sliver of silver peeking up from below your collar and he didn't need to see the necklace fully to know that the characters on the bottom spelt his name.

you were gorgeous.

"i'm always happy to see you," it was unnatural for satoru's voice to be so quiet and gentle and your laugh created a symphony he'd long forgotten. it had been six excruciating years since he'd last been blessed with your joy.

the last time he had seen you you were twenty-two, a white cloth covering your body. a mission gone wrong. that was what shoko had told him and he just had to accept it, because what else could he do?

he was the strongest until it mattered.

"smile a little for me toru, i've missed you," you were bubbly but there was a tenderness in your tone. you were dead, and now so was he, it wasn't something someone could acknowledge lightly.

but he was here, with you, and so despite it all he did as you wished, the smile he reserved only for you. there was a brief moment, the two of you staring lovingly into the other's eyes as you adjusted to this new reality: one where curses didn't exist and gojo satoru was just gojo satoru.

"you waited for me?" satoru asked, his glasses dropping further down his nose as his blue eyes flicked to your lips - the lips that had once been so familiar to him.

"we all did," you nudged his shoulder lightly and pointed in the direction of a vending machine where haibara and geto were arguing whilst nanami watched in eternal disappointment.

satoru swallowed thickly, blinking quickly like that could stop the tears that wanted to spill down his cheeks.

the gentle touch of your hands against his face redirected his attention back to your pretty face. `'you're safe now, pretty boy. you've done all that you could for them, you can have peace now."

them. megumi, yuji, nobara, yuta, all of his students past and present. it hurt him to know that they were now facing kenjaku and sukuna without him, but death offered him a freedom he'd never had before. the peace you spoke of; not having to constantly be on alert for the next assignment or worry that he would be seeing his students in the morgue, it was a bliss he wanted more than he'd care to admit.

so he wouldn't admit it.

instead, he kissed you, his dead heart beating loudly in his ears as he remembered what it felt like to truly be alive.

a/n. no one talk to me ever again unless you’re saying sike this was all a big practical joke your hubby is alive

[ritsatoru]

I loved satoru back in 2020, loved him last year, loved him last month, loved him so much last wk, I loved him yesterday, loving him right now, I will love him tomorrow and I will definitely love him forever.

[gensimping-for-all]

if gojo's dead im actually going to follow him to the deepest pits of hell istg

[evilgoatsimulator]

They should invent a type of life where you don’t have to work to survive

[delphinidin4]

[a-game-is-the-foot]

[crystal-leopards]

these are still the most hilarious

[dragon-ascent]

Getting ready

Zhongli is very pretty when he gets ready in the morning, and you make it veeeery clear to him.

★彡short drabble, fluff, husband zhongli yay, silly silly reader

It’s a beautiful morning — the sun is gradually ascending over the mountains, casting a golden shimmer on them, as the sweetest birds chitter and chirp as they flutter about the blue, blue sky. A pleasant breeze drifts through the air, bringing with it the scent of flowers.

But who cares about all that when Zhongli is sitting right there at his vanity table, being the prettiest wonder of the morning?

“Darling, darling, slow down,” murmurs Zhongli with a soft chuckle, watching you in the vanity mirror as you practically zoom around the room. “You’ll tire yourself out, or get hurt.”

You barrel over to him and vibrate on the spot. “You’re sooooo beautifuuuuuuuul!”

Another laugh escapes the lips of your husband, and to you it’s the most serene music.

“You have seen me get ready for the day numerous times already, my love.”

“But still! You’re so pretty I don’t know what to do with myself!” To prove your point, you squat on the floor and screech like a little gremlin. Smiling and shaking his head, Zhongli lets you be yourself while he continues his morning routine.

You start to roll around, screaming about how he is the most ethereal man in the world, using every positive adjective you can think of — stunning, beautiful, pulchritudinous. Zhongli carries on, pretending he doesn’t have the faintest blush on his face. Every now and then he keeps an eye on you in the mirror, making sure you don’t bump into something and hurt yourself.

As Zhongli finishes applying his eyeliner carefully, he hears you whoop and cheer from the floor as you roll back to him. To be honest, he finds the whole ordeal hilarious and amusing — but above all, flattering. He sees the way you’re utterly enamoured with him, even as he’s simply doing his daily routine, and to him there is no purer form of love.

When he is done, he fastens his earring and then reaches out and pulls you onto his lap – which only makes you more excitable as you wiggle like a lovesick puppy.

“Pretty Zhongli! Pretty pretty!”

He gazes at you affectionately through the mirror. You meet his eyes, already fiercely blushing at the way he’s watching you, his cheek pressed against yours.

“And yet you are the more radiant one here,” says Zhongli, hands holding you in place as he plants a soft kiss on your lips. This does the trick – you melt like candy.

He plants more and more kisses on your forehead, your cheeks, your neck, all the while whispering between kisses how pretty you are.

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine it suddenly came into mind that Morax is the type of being, lover, that would not hesitate to sacrifice you for the sake of the world.

"You know I love you, right?" He spoke softly as if he wasn't looking down at you with an emotionless expression on your face.

"But not enough to choose me over the world?" You chuckle, "I mean, I do know I'm not special, but.." As your voice cracked, you unconsciously reach out and clench the fatal would on the side of your stomach caused by your lover's pole arm. "To have that slapped right in the face.." You smile as small and big cracks spread all over you as blood dripped down your mouth. "Unexpectedly hurts."

Imagine as he stood there across you, as you slowly start to form cracks all over your body. As you slowly start to disintegrate right across him with a bright yet sad smile on your face. You saw the way his amber iris were shaken. How tightly he was holding his pole arm and how blood dripped down all the way from his lips down to his chin as he bit down his lips. All to prevent himself from going after you.

Imagine, during your final moments, you took a step forward towards him. Feeling light as you tried to smile still, but as you do, take a step forward. Everything went back. At the same time, Morax unconsciously took a step forward upon seeing you went towards him, but as soon as you do. You're gone along the wind.

"If I do not kill you, I betray my nation. My nation is very dear to me."

"Dearer than I?"

"Yes love, dearer than you."

Imagine the way he dropped his weapon, hand unconsciously reaching out in the air, trying to grab at least a particle of yours, but it just slipped past his finger like a fine sand.

"Ah." He let out a sound as he took up. The sky looked dark and heavy, as if ready to cry any moment.

"I'm tired." Just like that, one drop of rain fell from the sky into the ground followed by another, and then another.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

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Always, Zhongli

Pairing(s): Zhongli x gn!reader

Genre: Hurt, no comfort

Warnings: Loss, grief? Unexplained loss of person

Notes: Written after a really heckin long hiatus; probably won't write again for a while. Really short. cries

Future/Current links: Kaeya, Diluc, Childe

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A soft breeze tore through your hair. 

Empty. That was all you had felt for the past two days, sitting by the pier, where colorful ships and boats came and went. 

Somehow, it didn’t feel like they had the right to be so cheerful.

The love of your life was gone, and people had the audacity to laugh and sing and enjoy life?

The tears didn’t come anymore. 

Run dry, hours ago, like the cups in your dining room table. Still set for two, still stuck in the memory of the past. 

Zhongli… 

It couldn’t be true, could it?

You could still hear his gentle voice, deep and rich, like dark chocolate. “Don’t worry, y/n,” he whispered. “I won’t ever leave you. I promise, sweetheart.” 

He lied. 

He lied. 

The hurt rushed into your chest, pain clasping its cold palm around your heart. It hurt–more than it should. More than what just a feeling should be. Yet it was real, a tight feeling spreading to your throat. 

A choked sob escaped your lips, tears spilling over yet again.

Zhongli… my love? Please… please come back.

(It's too late; he's gone.)

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You should fight more fanfics

I know! I really want to but the juices aren't juicing.... 😭😭😭

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Has anyone else noticed that it's bad

[rilacchi]

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I love you key changes, I love you discordant chords, I love you trips in rhythm, I love audio cues that signal a slow realization of horror, I love music that keys you in that something isn’t right, I love musical cues where the protagonist is out of their depth and even the orchestra is scared, I love music being a three dimensional supporting character instead of noise in the background