throughout heaven and earth

i alone am the honored one.

[hvnlygojo]

22 ! minors do not interact. non-canon gojo satoru.

# RULES. do not be mean, keep it respectful as i also have other things to tend to. i will tend to your asks as quickly as i can. get out if minors, transphobic, homophobic, etc.

# ASKS. are encouraged because i don't have time to look through dms. use an emoji for easier communication and distinction, i have bad memory sometimes.

WILL DO NSFW IF REQUESTED.

i'm roleplaying as gojo satoru so send in asks you want him to answer. see you <3

[hvnlygojo]

Satoru, how do you feel about KFC’s?

I'm honestly traumatized.

[romiiarts]

So big so strong... It does things to you

[romiiarts]

missing you

[rice5x]

happy birthday geto

[hvnlygojo]

i feel like i'm going to hide again.

[hvnlygojo]

i miss you hihi, let's get some hotpot soon. i'll treat you if you don't get grumpy again.

[gravesung-moving]

❝ if you finish what you've been putting off for school, sure. ❞ as if geto wasn't slacking off with him.

[hvnlygojo]

maybe stop putting off dates with me so we can actually have fun together:(

[gravesung-moving]

@hvnlygojo said:

suuuguruu?

❝ saaaatoruuuu? ❞ it's only a little mocking, and quite amused.

[hvnlygojo]

i miss you hihi, let's get some hotpot soon. i'll treat you if you don't get grumpy again.

[papernstory]

Class break 🖤🤍

If this gets lots of reblogs I will make a cute/naughty part 2 😏

Prints with shoko

Prints only sugusato

[hvnlygojo]

୨ৎ──── much like his life, satoru trusts suguru with his whole heart. he doesn't even know how it happened in their first year at jujutsu tech, they suddenly got close and just stuck to each other. he doesn't even know why suguru stuck around to babysit and show him the horizons of life and all the wonders of it.

when he feels that familiar hand behind his neck, satoru swears that his body just shudders, similar to the feeling of processing information using his cursed technique and whatnot. it was borderline humbling how suguru made him blush easily just now. ❝well, yes. this is what i want, suguru. NO CHANCE TO BACK OUT NOW, HM?❞

satoru tries to play coy about the whole situation of avoiding his feelings for suguru, but the way he licks his lips in anticipation just says otherwise. his arms wrap around suguru's neck, as if pulling his best friend closer. oh, he adored suguru so much. if the world saw satoru as an equal to god, suguru is the reason he does it all. saving humans, regulating his techniques and not annihilating the while elders of the jujutsu society--all for suguru's wellbeing.

❝if you can't kiss me, i'll kiss you instead.❞ oh, he's still putting up a front of being tough, giving suguru a shit-eating smile. ❝you're giving in, and that further signifies how much you find me interesting, sugu.❞

[gravesung-moving]

UP CLOSE, SUGURU WATCHES the blood vessels in satoru's pale cheeks flare open, spreading a watercolor-wash of pink across his face. he feels the warmth of flushed skin against his palm, the brush of soft white strands over the backs of his fingers. every nerve in his body is on alert, sensitive, tingling with an anticipation he barely understands through the haze of satoru, satoru, satoru in his head.

up close, the sugar and spice of him clouds suguru's senses ( and, along with them, his proper judgement. ) the flash of movement has him looking down again, at the swipe of tongue across lower lip — almost as teasing as the look in those pretty blue eyes. and the weight of his arms around suguru's neck feels right, like puzzle pieces slotting together.

that's what terrifies him about this. all of this. it doesn't feel wrong.

a fresh wave of red spreads over his face at satoru's teasing remark, his taunt, like they're on the court and he's challenging suguru to a contest he knows he'll win. ( not that it would stop suguru from trying. ) ❝ don't be stupid, ❞ he retorts with a slight, exasperated smile of his own, but it isn't enough to get him back on steady footing. satoru always knows exactly how to throw him off-balance.

it's the teasing, the shit-eating grin, and the easiness of it all that finally tips him over the edge. he wants to wipe that dumb smile off satoru's face. so he will. ❝ shut up. ❞ and before he can allow himself another thought, suguru closes the distance, hand still locked around the back of satoru's neck, and kisses his best friend.

he cannot pretend that he hasn't imagined this before. only, suguru's thoughts of how satoru might taste are always quickly shut down. it is a short kiss, gentle and chaste, but it sends a thrill through his body nonetheless. satoru's lips are so soft against his own; as much as some part of him wants to pull his best friend's body flush, tangle a hand in his hair and never let this moment end, the kiss is short and sweet. he pulls away after only a second or two and lets his hand fall back to his side — if satoru's arms were not still around his neck, he would have stepped back to give the other boy some space. instead, suguru swallows, searches his face for any hint of disgust or disappointment. ❝ ... well? ❞

[hvnlygojo]

୨ৎ──── satoru's not sure how he should feel when suguru's hand locks to the back of his neck. he can't deny that he thinks suguru looks so hot like this, up close and personal. not like they haven't stared into each other's eyes before while laying in bed together, after satoru tried his first cigarette. he still remembers the way he coughed the smoke out and suguru's soft laughter whenever he complained about the weird grassy taste. looking back, satoru thinks that wasn't so cool of him to cough out like that in front of his one and only. yeah, totally uncool of him. he can't focus on those thoughts when suguru's pretty obsidian eyes are staring into his intensely.

no matter how hard satoru tries, he'll always be a blushing mess around suguru. right now is no different, especially when suguru leans in, catches him off guard and finally kisses him. satoru's convinced his whole body's heating up, his brain usually fast thinking, now weak and vulnerable. it was surreal how suguru was able to make someone like satoru blabber and lean into a simple kiss. ❝i-i...❞

satoru's heart was beating so loud that it was concerning. he feels it thrash around in his chest as suguru checks on him and asks questions that make his knees shaky. was this what teenage love felt like? the kind he sees on those dumb rom-coms shoko weirdly liked? o-oh. ❝YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD KISSER, it's unfair.❞ satoru says shyly, arms gently pulling suguru closer. not that he wanted more, nuh uh. that was crazy, not platonic at all. ❝not bad at all,❞ he coughed out, looking away but still doesn't let suguru go. just a few more centimeters and their noses were going to touch.

[hvnlygojo]

Gojo Sensei! It’s almost spooky movie season. You have a favorite scary movie?

Hmmm, I tend to gravitate towards gory movies. Not sure why but I liked the Belko Experiment and Pearl ;3

What about you?

[y-itadori]

I like the classics. The worse the special effects the better. You ever see the Shark Attack movies? The third one’s the best.

[hvnlygojo]

I liked sharknado, it was weird but...in a good way. Have you eaten yet?

[y-itadori]

Not for at least two hours. I can eat!

[hvnlygojo]

make sure you're full because i'll come there and bother you again, teehee :>

[nevermeyers]

[hvnlygojo]

୨ৎ──── "BUT WHAT IF I'M NOT?" satoru's grin turns into a sincere smile when suguru hisses at him—it's one of his favorite things about his best friend. the way suguru acts like he doesn't like the things satoru does, the way the white haired male always gives him the most expensive gifts on random days. or whenever satoru finds comfort in cuddling with suguru while on a mission together.

he snickers, a mean one as satoru kisses suguru's hand lovingly. when his lips meet the warm skin of his backhand, it's like the world stops. so even if suguru wants it to keep on turning so he wasn't stuck in this moment, he can't. satoru's in too deep with his feelings for his best friend.

what—?! no way, he doesn't like suguru like that, nuh uh!

but satoru can't help but desperately want to feel suguru at all times. whether it be his hand, knees touching together, or their arms clinging together like legos, satoru wants it all. "i want to kiss you for future purposes."

satoru masks it as just wanting experience for when he quote unquote, 'finds the girl of his dreams.' psh.

[gravesung-moving]

THAT GENUINE SMILE, soft and imperfect on satoru's perfect face, melts away any irritation that was building up in him. he can't help it. though suguru isn't sure what brought it on tonight, this kind of vulnerable sincerity is so rare from his best friend that he feels like he has been given something small and delicate to cradle in his hands.

did shoko say something to him about being inexperienced? his jaw ticks; silently, he reminds himself to have a word with her and find out. satoru didn't get to grow up the same way his peers did. he was sheltered, idolized, isolated. suguru has made it a point to drag him along to new experiences where he can — show him all there is to life that he still hasn't discovered. maybe that's all this is. satoru trusts him ( the thought flips his heart over in his chest ) and — 

every thought in his head vacates the building as his best friend looks him in the eye and kisses the back of his hand. that wolfish snicker when he does it only adds insult to injury — a flash of something not so innocent, swallowed as quickly as it appeared. suguru never thought himself the type to blush easily, but he's certain his skin is edging closer to radish than anything else right now.

he isn't joking. suguru isn't sure if that makes it better or worse.

even so, he is a man of his word, and he'd best compose himself before satoru realizes just how strongly he has gained the upper hand. with a long, deep, heart rate-calming breath, suguru lets the shock bleed out of his face as he steps closer. he's ... not going to confront the reason his own body and mind are going haywire. instead, he loops his free hand around the back of satoru's neck and pauses, narrow eyes narrowing more, betraying the nervous caution sitting deep underneath. unbidden, his eyes flick down to smiling lips, then back up to crystalline blue. ❝ you're sure this is what you want? ❞

it's unfair. it's a loaded question. satoru cannot possibly answer every layer of it at once. at the very least, though, it gives him time to flip the script on suguru before it's too late and his first kiss is claimed by someone he would never choose to be with.

[hvnlygojo]

୨ৎ──── much like his life, satoru trusts suguru with his whole heart. he doesn't even know how it happened in their first year at jujutsu tech, they suddenly got close and just stuck to each other. he doesn't even know why suguru stuck around to babysit and show him the horizons of life and all the wonders of it.

when he feels that familiar hand behind his neck, satoru swears that his body just shudders, similar to the feeling of processing information using his cursed technique and whatnot. it was borderline humbling how suguru made him blush easily just now. ❝well, yes. this is what i want, suguru. NO CHANCE TO BACK OUT NOW, HM?❞

satoru tries to play coy about the whole situation of avoiding his feelings for suguru, but the way he licks his lips in anticipation just says otherwise. his arms wrap around suguru's neck, as if pulling his best friend closer. oh, he adored suguru so much. if the world saw satoru as an equal to god, suguru is the reason he does it all. saving humans, regulating his techniques and not annihilating the while elders of the jujutsu society--all for suguru's wellbeing.

❝if you can't kiss me, i'll kiss you instead.❞ oh, he's still putting up a front of being tough, giving suguru a shit-eating smile. ❝you're giving in, and that further signifies how much you find me interesting, sugu.❞

[fairylwt]

geto and megumi make practically the same absolutely gut wrenchingly bittersweet face because of gojo’s words and it’s destroying me

[hvnlygojo]

Gojo Sensei! It’s almost spooky movie season. You have a favorite scary movie?

Hmmm, I tend to gravitate towards gory movies. Not sure why but I liked the Belko Experiment and Pearl ;3

What about you?

[y-itadori]

I like the classics. The worse the special effects the better. You ever see the Shark Attack movies? The third one’s the best.

[hvnlygojo]

I liked sharknado, it was weird but...in a good way. Have you eaten yet?

[hvnlygojo]

Gojo Sensei! It’s almost spooky movie season. You have a favorite scary movie?

Hmmm, I tend to gravitate towards gory movies. Not sure why but I liked the Belko Experiment and Pearl ;3

What about you?

[hvnlygojo]

୨ৎ──── their fingers rub against each other's, creating a new sense of warmth in satoru's inexperienced heart. it would be safe to assume that suguru's all he's ever known since arriving here, that's why he felt like these kinds of banters were safe. the reason he added a kiss to the choices were because satoru doesn't even know what that felt like. he just wanted to try, and was it so bad to ask from his best friend?

❝ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANT TO KISS ME?❞ his brows moved up and down while loud bolts of laughter slipped from his mouth. satoru's always been loud, but this was just really amusing. ❝i'm sure you want to, suguru. i see the way you blush whenever i cling to you. maybe the next step would be a lil kiss?❞

his hand lifts suguru's own, pressing it to his cheek as they stop walking by the entrance to their dorm.

❝flowers are reaaalll nice, but i think your lips are the nicest.❞

[gravesung-moving]

SATORU HAS ALWAYS PUSHED his limits. never in a disrespectful way ( well, yes, in a disrespectful way, but never in a way that made him genuinely uncomfortable. ) it's one of the things suguru likes about him. there is a certain thrill to being around him, of never knowing what exactly he was going to get from the gojo heir that day — and yet, somehow always being perfectly in-sync with his shenanigans.

it's why suguru can generally read when satoru is joking around. the key word being generally. this sudden, direct flirtatiousness is completely out of his depth. suguru never thought himself the type to blush easily, but he can certainly feel that heat in his face and ears now. it only darkens several shades as they stop in front of the door to the dormitories and satoru brings suguru's hand up to his face.

summer clings to this night, like beads of condensation on a cold glass. it rustles gentle warmth through the trees around them. suddenly, it's as if time has halted in a snapshot: a photo capturing pure nostalgia, something to hang up on the wall and remember the best summer of your life by. satoru's all angles and warm skin under his palm. ❝ are you joking? ❞ he hisses, half-whispered in case someone happens to be nearby — though he can't seem to tear his hand away. ❝ if you are, tell me now. ❞

[hvnlygojo]

୨ৎ──── "BUT WHAT IF I'M NOT?" satoru's grin turns into a sincere smile when suguru hisses at him—it's one of his favorite things about his best friend. the way suguru acts like he doesn't like the things satoru does, the way the white haired male always gives him the most expensive gifts on random days. or whenever satoru finds comfort in cuddling with suguru while on a mission together.

he snickers, a mean one as satoru kisses suguru's hand lovingly. when his lips meet the warm skin of his backhand, it's like the world stops. so even if suguru wants it to keep on turning so he wasn't stuck in this moment, he can't. satoru's in too deep with his feelings for his best friend.

what—?! no way, he doesn't like suguru like that, nuh uh!

but satoru can't help but desperately want to feel suguru at all times. whether it be his hand, knees touching together, or their arms clinging together like legos, satoru wants it all. "i want to kiss you for future purposes."

satoru masks it as just wanting experience for when he quote unquote, 'finds the girl of his dreams.' psh.