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𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮

[kyoshiiki]

                𝐰𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬 & 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲                                     𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 & 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧                                           𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡

  Indie Gōjo Satoru of Jujutsu Kaisen, manga compliant / heavily canon divergent / headcanon inspired.

The descent into: the god who loves man, teenage dreams, a bird without wings, icarus flying towards an early grave, the endless expanse of multiple lives yet lived, the hypocrisy of love.

carrd / prompts / headcanons / musings

prophesized by, V. (they / them)

Indie Gojo Satoru from Jujutsu Kaisen, heavily canon divergent, manga based / headcanon portrayed. Do not push fanon or your portrayal upon my muse I will not adhere to the desires of others as I write solely as an artistic expression. 

Along with being heavily divergent, my portrayal of Satoru is transmac, please use proper pronouns && be respectful. I will not tolerate any bisexual erasure, homophobia, transphobia, racism, or misogyny. No creepiness whatsoever, if I sense any fetishizing it will result in a hard block, be a decent person - that is all I ask.

Themes consisting of the occult, violence, generational trauma, nihilism, ect are rampant. Please use every available resource to protect yourself, understand when following the content of certain series may cause a squick reaction or be too much. I tag everything accordingly, it is never within my desires to cause anyone discomfort.

I prefer to write multi-paragraph to novella sized threads. One liners are usually reserved for quick but light interactions, if you are wondering how to start a thread, simply send in a prompt or like the starter calls / inbox calls. You will see them liberally throughout the blog as I strive to interact with everyone.

You may not lift icons / headcanons / portrayal: these is being inspired and straight up plagiarizing. Do not do this, if you need help with anything I am happy to assist, if you want to soundboard ideas, I'm more than thrilled to listen, otherwise - do not vague my portrayal or lift it.

I try to make my blog as engaging as possible, while it’s understandable we all have lives with little time to be here, please try to engage in some way. I do count OOC interactions, liking posts, ect as engagement. It’s disheartening to try and write with others only to see it head nowhere whatsoever. If you wish to start a thread over or have an interaction completely nulled in order to redo, I am completely fine with that, all you need to do is DM me.

I will not engage with Honkai Impact of Genshin Impact muses, multi's are fine since there is usually a variety of muses, but I prefer to stay away from this fandom. Including Demon Slayer, thank you for understanding.

On the topic of shipping; I love shipping! There is no need to deny it, though again, I ask that it be a two way street in order for us to better communicate. If you wish to ship romantically, please be upfront, platonic, enemies, ect, all of that are welcomed && adored. Though I only ship with one variation of a canon, ships that are inactive for two months are dropped but can be reestablished again if you reach out. I will only ship with one variation of Suguru, this is for my own comfortability and I prefer to only write romantic relations with this particular muse with one variation, there must be extensive plotting!

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[kyoshiiki]

is it too early in this blog to put out a dynamic call

[getosatoru]

呪術廻戦 ➸ 2.01 "Hidden Inventory"

[kyoshiiki]

you ever think about the fact satoru indirectly cursed himself by saying this?

[kyoshiiki]

btw there is a lot of new people, read the pinned post for rules / information, thank you!

[yulicechan]

Gojo visits the zenin estate and picks a fight everytime

[grievice]

@kyoshiiki

[kyoshiiki]

listen, I do have a whole thing where satoru basically overworked himself during his early 20's to avoid any emotional vulnerability. which is somewhat comedic when he just texts his old friends randomly since everyone wondered what happened. nothing happened, he was running from his feelings, it's fine!!! btw he's a dad now.

[kyoshiiki]

Just some small headcanons

Satoru is the definition of old wealth; he tends to wear more classic fits with casual clothing. Timeless pieces that never go out of style, simple jewelry or pricey watches, he indulges with sunglasses that cost more than one can count. Even down to his facial products, hygiene, and mannerisms he excludes an air of natural elegance underneath the persona of someone quirky. It’s venomous, mean, and scathing - his beauty is caustic, it is meant to corrode but for some he can be attributed to conventional beauty. To others, there are times he has an air of archaic within him, as if he was not meant to live within this era and it shows in the way he dresses when not on missions or teaching. 

Smells of sweet vanilla / musk: the Gojo Clan’s apothecarist brews whatever trademark scents he likes. As a teenager living in Tokyo, he wore the current messy scents that most teenage boys tend to, though, due to Naoya’s influence he was able to find a cologne that fits him best. Due to his sweet tooth, he tends to lean towards gourmand flavors (berries, creme, vanilla in particular) either musky or tobacco laden (he has a soft spot for smokers). When showered, his natural body chemistry is light, airy, on a cooler note that smells sharply clean to all senses.

The six eyes are sentient due to their nature as a curse: each one has a ‘personality’ so to speak. They work in harmonization, for those who can uphold the strength to look into them, there is a mixture of outcomes. The endless expense of the Heavens but they frequently remind, Satoru is not the Sun - he is greater, the benevolent God of the Skies. A torrent of waves where his body was tossed at seventeen during his first death, this is prevalent during grief or hurt, when he stills each emotion but it is a tidal wave crashing down. While others are the silvery sheen upon the fresh blankets of snow, pure, harmless, agonizing to crush yet enticing. Perhaps boyish, the warmth of a bright summer day, which is all of Satoru’s pure unrivaled love.

Runs colder because of Infinity: the veins within his skin show, even on his hands, red stains the flesh and there are times he feels cold like marble. It doesn’t harm him, he was born among the mountains of Hokkaido in the midst of the deep winter, the light can still puncture but heat cannot touch him. He likes gloves, scarves, big fluffy sweaters and nice wool jackets - sleeping underneath the kontatsu because for a millisecond in time, it feels like the fear of being found vanishing. 

His dietary habits are unhinged: prefers veganism for spiritual / health reasons, fails at it repeatedly. He succumbs to the vice of anything creamy or fish (fatty tuna is his weakness) he uses the term loosely but, his favorite savory dish is onigiri lightly grilled.

Can’t drink in excess but can have one glass of wine (no spirits / no liquor / no beer): dry wines are the utter devil, he prefers dessert (sweeter, easier to swallow with ice-cream or cake on the side). Though, he is the type of person when intoxicated who is overly emotional, thus he knows his limitation and will never push it for what it’s worth. It also may stem from his lifestyle that requires his physical health be taken into effect.

[leneemusing]

more prompts for your feels

“  what am i supposed to do when i can’t even trust my own mind?  ”  “  i have to believe death is the end. because all that waits for me in the afterlife is a debt of sin i don’t think could ever be paid off.  ” “  what do you see when you look into my eyes?  ”   “  it doesn’t always have to be you, you know?  your shoulders aren’t the only ones that can bear the weight of the world.  ”   “  i don’t think hearts break. shattered things can only be broken once. but torn things can be mended again and again until it’s all scars and stitching.  ” “  i can’t remember what it’s like to be truly wanted.  ” “  every time you look at me i feel invisible.  ” “  loneliness is a slow and cruel poison.  ” “  i’m afraid that if i let you see every side of me, you should shrink back in fear or disgust.  ” “  for once in your life, what is it that you want.  ” “  i’ve been wrapped in my sorrow for so long, i’m afraid i’ll feel too cold without it.  ” “  i just want to see you smile again.  ” “  can’t you stop running for one second?  ” “  i’ll be here. when you’re ready to talk.  ” “  being strong doesn’t mean never asking for help or admitting you’re in pain.  ” “  don’t shut me out. please.  ” “  don’t look at me like that.  ” “  the world isn’t made up of heroes and monsters. just broken people balancing between the two.  ” “  i just wanted to do something good for once.  ” “  why can’t you tell me what’s wrong?  ” “  just trust me. please.  ” “  why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of?  ” “   you’re so worried about losing me/them you’re missing everything in front of you.  ”   “  i’m not leaving you.  ” “  you’re not alone. i’m here.  ” “  you see everyone so clearly except yourself.  ” “  don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that.  ” “  i find broken things interesting. maybe that’s why i like you so much.  ” “  i want to be whatever it is you think i am.  ” “  you see the good in everything. that’s why i like it when you look at me.  ” “  i’ll still be here when you wake.  ” “  i promise i’ll never hurt you again.  ” “  as long as i have you, the rest doesn’t matter.  ” “  what did they do to you?  ” “  i’m not sure i should leave you alone.  ” “  i won’t hate you. i know you think that’s what you deserve but it’s not.  ” “  i want to love the parts of you that you hate.  ” “  i’m scared of what you’re becoming.  ” “  i’m sorry, i’m not what you think i am.  ” “  you’ll always have a home with me.  ” “  what happened to you?  ” “  i thought i’d never see you again.  ” “  you’re such a fucking coward.  ” “  i envy anyone who has the privilege of being loved by you.  ” “  you scared me.  ” “  please, don’t ever give up on me.  ” “  i’m not giving up on you. not ever.  ” “  i know you love me. but it’s not the way i want to be loved.  ”

[itadori-san]

love is the most twisted curse of all.

[kyoshiiki]

wakes up, thinks of satoru curling his fingers into his palm so harshly he bleeds since the sensation of loss is so overwhelming, bawls

[72-5-blog]

[kyoshiiki]

Verses so far

Tokyo Ghoul / Tokyo Ghoul Reconnect: Ukaku user, known to have peculiar eating habits as if he is a scavenger that takes alms from Anteiku. Satoru’s ranking was solely based on a one time occurrence where he could not be contained, thus, in the 20th ward he is an apex predator with an SSS ranking. Among ghouls, they speak of him as being from a highly noble family with heavy sway against other rich && powerful ghouls. Due to his prodigy-like status, he was forbidden as a child to entertain others until he was given leniency at the age of sixteen. Few who have witnessed his combatant prowl or kagune remark that he is an ethereal being that thinly resembles that of an angel but their horrible eldritch abominations. It’s a rare occurrence as his physical form is preferred in altercations, though due to his low hunting skills && preference to be spoiled, he rarely if ever fights for territory. Azabu is said to be where he spends most of his time, thus he has staked a claim over that region as his grounds, though he does permit younger && orphaned ghouls to find their meals there. It is unclear what his moralistic philosophy is as he has no qualms of colliding with his own && humans. In order to obtain such strength && senses, his sight is considered rather poor in the daylight, in the evening it is best adapted.  Baldur’s Gate: Baldurian, warlock, high elf, met during the start of act one within Emerald Grove. Satoru is a runaway from a highly renowned aristocratic family, for the duration of his life, he spent being privately tutored. His vow is said to be rivaled with a powerful entity from the Hells, baring all eyes upon him && granting him strength that is Godly. He is accessible as a companion but will leave the party if Halsin parts ways to purify the land, aiding in the restoration as he has a rather soft infinity for the druids. This isn’t to say he isn’t keen on turning on them if the tieflings are harmed in any way, he is seldom that strives for the natural order to be kept within balance. Though, he is quite rebellious indicating that he escaped isolation && upper noble life to pursue that of freedom, finding refuge by hiding underneath the guise of a blind rogue. Satoru does speak of his formative years as lonesome but won’t go into specifics, he was even said to be a recurring figure Sorcerous Sundries dazzling children with parlor tricks, keeping each tome in order, while being a beacon of knowledge even to those advanced around him. He is prophetic, some believe that his tongue is cursed to speak the truth && bring forth fate unlike any other. Bleach: something, something, shinigami, vice captain of the seventh division. To be updated properly at a later date.  Heian Era: Deeply entwined with @achroanimus, Satoru is the young lord of the Gojo Clan who resides in the mountains of Hokkaido. He is the third incarnation of the Six Eyes && unlike his modern predecessor, a torrent of endless emotions. The Gojo Clan is currently in the pursuit of carving their place within Jushiki society that is flourishing in the Golden Age of Curses. Battles to be won, glory to be found, the young heir seeks none && emerges that of a divine being in conquest, severing the mortal ties to the King of Curses. At this time, the Six Eyes is not as deadly as they would become throughout the centuries, instead, he holds onto the Inverted Spear of the Heavens. 

[kyoshiiki]

            “How dull” the playful voice suddenly remains flat, staring at the glistening crystal within his palms, droplets of moisture collecting as the overly sweet taste remains on his tongue. The clack of ice echoing, pleasantly, the fire in his stomach begins to spread but alcohol was seldom a thing he indulged in - if ever. Curiously, a pale brow lifts, arms adorned in gold shrugging as low laughter seeps through glossed lips. “I actually wear other things, no need to sound so shocked” expensive jewelry, arm cuffs in coils like serpents amongst the snow, effortless in grace but different nonetheless. “I had plans prior to this arrangement, but they were canceled. Do you know how long it would take to return home to change? Tch! I’m hurt, not even you look nice, Satoru?” the ever enigmatic being that sits with long legs crossed over each other, haphazard in a devil may care casualness, between the dark lenses his eyes glimmer with amusement.  “Nanamiiin ~ you nearly sound jealous, the one time I’m not in uniform && this is the reaction? I expected a lot more” clearly he was teasing as a hand waved it off, the joyous look upon unbroken marble glistening. 

                                     “Well, it can’t be helped but I doubt this pertains to our conversation about Yuuji-chan, doesn’t it?”

@ofovertime // continued.

[cal-kestis]

pretty boy gojo (▰˘◡˘▰)

[kingofvenice]

no pronouns only refer to me as your majesty

[to00fu]

dead i am the sky, watching angels cry