forsaken

[arahabakix]

dick so good you manifest him in the afterlife airport

[wrestriction]

watering the dying tojigo tag with this lovely comm i received from @xunvol 😔

[enden-k]

(right to left)

tojigo babysitter AU sketches (no curses AU in which assassin (i forgot this word and went for serial killer instead at first lmaooo) toji is trying to dad and keeps scaring off his babysitters until megumis tutor watches over him one night and then willingly offers to babysit from now on)

[thehoardofthegreatdragon]

COCKS GUN, GOJO'S HAUNTED?? HELLOOOO PLEASE ELABORATE ID LOVE TO HEAR MORE OOOO:

fdsnkfnds I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN U WOULD ASK ABOUT THAT ONE. it is. tojigo. the concept is like, toji haunts satoru after he dies for like ten years and then fixes Shibuya for fun and profit! it is a wild blast. key highlights include:

no one but satoru can see toji. toji cannot touch anything

toji giving commentary on every time satoru has sex

suguru offering a blanket pact to toji to take care of satoru (just before he leaves). toji uses this to make suguru come back and fix his mess during shibuya

toji giving maki fighting advice via satoru

yuuji getting to know "sensei's ghost!" and being very excited about it. poor kid has no idea what a bitch the ghost is

for my amusement ill send a snippet from the very beginning and one from the very end

--

Tōji expected dying to stick. 

It didn’t seem like an unreasonable assumption. Life was shit, but it was consistent. His luck was terrible, his strength was undeniable, and his days were boring. The only flash of excitement Tōji had in years was fighting a kid half his age. Life was the same. Death should have been the same too. 

Except here he was, staring at the Gojō brat. At least the brat was staring back. 

“So, you’re definitely dead,” Gojō said, eyes wild and uncompromising.

“No shit,” Tōji drawled, leaning back a little. “Those eyes of yours see anything else?”

He shifted. It didn’t matter— he couldn’t touch anything. They’d established that pretty early on, when he’d tried to punch the brat. Hadn’t stuck. Most things didn’t seem to be sticking today. 

Tōji was damn tired of that. 

Gojō hummed, close enough to choke. If only Tōji could have. 

“Yeah, yeah,” and bright eyes narrowed, “I think… yeah that seems right.” 

“Explain, brat.”

“We’re bound at the soul,” Gojō shrugged. “Probably the old fated pairs shit— red string of fate at its finest. Killing you must have messed it up.”

Tōji blinked. 

“What the fuck did you just say.” 

--

“Oh? Did I make you mad?”

“You know,” Tōji said, stepping back, away from Satoru, “I didn’t think I cared where you looked. Who you fucked.”

There was silence after he spoke, the kind that he could taste. Hunting predators had always been the sweetest rush, but here, Tōji didn’t know who was truly prey. 

Damn Satoru for that. 

Satoru turned to look at him, tilting his chin up, head back, exposing the long line of his throat like an offering. Tōji’s teeth ached to bite. 

Satoru smiled. “Yeah? That change?” 

“Not really,” Tōji answered, and it wasn’t even much of a lie. “When I fuck you, I’ll fuck you. That’s all there is to it. But damn,” he murmured, a fire burning through black and empty depths, “it’s pathetic to see you fall for a trap like this, all because of another man you killed.” Tōji sneered. “Gojō Satoru, sealed because you were still looking at him.” 

“And unsealed because you were still looking at me,” Satoru said, light as death. “Aren’t I lucky?”

“Yeah,” Tōji agreed, a thousand failed gambits caught in his teeth, “you alone under the heavens are the blessed one, and all that shit. I’ve heard it before.” 

[onnyho]

So different, but together. Love this step by them

[heavenlymit]

[wrestriction]

toji fushiguro // satoru gojo — combat parallels ↳ they would've shown shibuya a real incident, etc etc

[enden-k]

(right to left)

tojigo babysitter AU sketches (no curses AU in which assassin (i forgot this word and went for serial killer instead at first lmaooo) toji is trying to dad and keeps scaring off his babysitters until megumis tutor watches over him one night and then willingly offers to babysit from now on)

[tododoodles]

Bla bla something about the honda odyssey