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@kyoshisaki
private writing blog for gojo satoru, adapted from 呪術廻戦 / jujutsu kaisen. semi canon compliant depiction and character study ( using creative interpretation where I see fit. ) not spoiler free. mature and triggering content, 21+ interactions only. personals will be blocked. crossovers, ocs, and duplicates are all encouraged! very new to the jjk community.
my one and only best friend, geto suguru. ♡ ╱ rules. ╱ about. ╱ verses. ╱ templates.
My thoughts after the jjk movie
i tried
useless tidbits about my gojo:
still doesn’t know how to ride a bike to this day.
kind of dude to be cocky going into a horror movie, “heh you can hide behind me :)” only to scream like a weenie at jumpscares. ( same dude who exorcises curses for a living and has seen The Horrors of irl :/ it’s the noise in films that gets him. )
will only enjoy extremely sweet or spicy food. anything bland or mild in flavor has him bored.
suguru is the one who taught him how to fight close combat. he was… really bad at it before and relied solely on cursed techniques to fight before they met. his current close combat fighting style is an exact replica of how suguru fought.
has stood up most dates he’s ever been asked on. he’s a professional at ghosting ppl and leading people on.
massive nerd. loves fantasy stuff, knows all the lord of the r.ings lore and will info dump if asked.
got wasted only once and his cursed technique destroyed the bar. thankfully no casualties but he vowed never to drink again.
loves traveling for work tbh. like he will never pass up a trip. collects pocket language books for every country he goes to. he’s not very bilingual but he does try!
only owns designer clothing and accessories. he has the most expensive taste. if he had a normal life, he would absolutely wanna make ootd videos.
doesn’t keep pets but feeds strays around his neighborhood.
rents a house outside of tokyo. doesn’t share the location with anyone ( except mayhaps one person ….. 👁️👁️ )
struggles a lot with empathy and emotions. learns from the people around him / at times emotionally mirrors people, even if he has a good sense of right and wrong. it’s more in highly emotional situations / consoling others can be hard. he does his best.
is an awful texter. replies in 3-5 business days.
music tastes are j-metal or j-city pop and no in between.
is high maintenance. gets his hair cut every 6 weeks and goes for monthly facials.
On first glance, when meeting Satoru Gojo— one can assume the white hair and bright blue eyes is a dominant Gojo family trait. That each member of his clan has these physical characteristics. This, however, is not true. Satoru was born with complete albinism. This recessive trait would have existed in him regardless if he was born with six eyes and limitless. The six eyes gene prevented him from inheriting legal blindness, astigmatism, and a lack of depth perception. It gave him the opposite. Eyes that could see beyond what the average human and sorcerer can see.
Six eyes allows Satoru to see cursed energy all around him and the world in brighter color, with energy radiating off of nearly everyone he sees. He sees details that the naked eye cannot see. The only anomaly of this occurred when Toji Zen’in came to witness the marvel of the Gojo clan, Satoru could feel his presence. This is because of Toji’s lack of cursed energy. There was a looming void behind him that he noticed, like static in his ear, in a world filled with color.
Due to his albinism, before learning the reverse cursed technique, there was one acute symptom of his albinism that showed in his eyes: rapid, back-and-forth movement of the eyes that can't be controlled, called nystagmus. Appearing like the irises lightly shaking to and fro. His entirely blacked out sunglasses often hid it for him and it wasn’t very noticeable unless someone stared for it. As stated, the reverse cursed technique stabilized this symptom and the only reminder of this gene lies in his physical appearance.
On education and the path he chose:
Concluding the events of hidden inventory to present day, Satoru got entirely serious about his career / life / future opportunities. In my portrayal of him, he did pursue higher education outside of jujutsu sorcery, while still taking missions. Becoming as busy as he was with studies and work, it was easy for him to put aside his trauma. To ignore what Suguru was becoming, how much damage had been done to his psyche. How far Shoko was distancing from him as she went to live her own life. It was really the only way he could. To give himself no room to breathe, made it easier to ignore everything that had went wrong. It was easier to focus on the future.
From the age 19-24. He went to university to study and get a BA in physics. Namely studied quantum mech, energy particle physics, relativity, and thermodynamics— as the topics directly correlate with infinity, six eyes, and limitless; and how to best apply real life logic to jujutsu. As it does align from time to time. How he could master it with the calculations and real reasoning for why he could do the things he could. He came to the conclusion and adopted the mindset of: ‘no more half efforts. If I’m doing something, I’ll put my heart and soul into it, even if it drains everything I have.’
Through his studies and time in university, it became apparent to him what he had to do with his life. He and Suguru weren’t going to be strongest alone in a society which didn’t nurture their strengths, or them as individuals. He’d bring up other people to match their strengths and exceed them. He felt education was the only way to pave the way for a better life, as much as teaching would bore him to tears. The choice came easy, when Satoru had gotten used to working solely for obligatory reasons, and less so for enjoyment. He would work solely to become the teacher that he, Suguru, and Shoko needed back in their student days. Though he doesn’t teach non jujutsu subjects often, he does sometimes teach his students mathematics. It’s the academic subject he is a prodigy at.
@limel1ghts asked: Why are you staring at me? ( rip )
if ever there were a time to ditch the blindfold, it would've been now. what a hottie. when in rome, as they say... he adapts to the unshakable fact that his eyes were wandering. blindfold or none, there wasn't any hiding it when he'd stood there sipping his bubble for a good 3 minutes giving him the up and down gaze. taken by those long legs, that slender waist - perfect to for his hands to hold onto, and piercing gold eyes that seemed to read him like a book. he didn't think he was into blondes, until proven wrong today. not his proudest moment. but his growing intrigue for this modern adonis wasn't solely based on how attractive he is... he couldn't help notice the presence of a person, like a shadow, walking far enough to not be noticed.
a light shrug of his shoulders to dismiss the creep element of prolonged staring, gojo breaks the ice. he's no fool, he knows coming on too strongly isn't going to get him anywhere. not with a guy this good looking, who likely knows his worth. he had to be more subtle. gentle. he could do that, easily. ❝ you probably hear this all the time, but I thought I recognized you from somewhere. then I realized, you're too uniquely beautiful to just have 'one of those faces'. ❞ he unfolds his arms and puts his hands into his pockets as he approaches the young man, looking him up and down again, ❝ and no, I won't hit you with the cliché, 'I must've met you in a dream.' ❞ coming closer, he leans into his ear. aware it might make him uncomfortable. leaving a soft whisper into his ear, ❝ you famous or something? there's a dude with a camera, tailing you. you wanna shake him off? ❞
@heartsbind asked: Have you thought this through? /from megumi!
❝ nope. not one bit. more of a spur of the moment decision, really.❞ it's a fib. a blatant lie. he thinks of most possibilities for any and all missions he sends the students on, or any task they're asked to uphold. he knows their capabilities and he's aware megumi is far more advanced than he gives himself the credit for. the kid needed more confidence in himself, is all. ❝ I do know, you've handled the case of itadori yuji with as much tact as you can; so what's one more to the roster? ❞ he realizes he's creating a babysitter for the inevitable and horrific ambiguity of highly powerful sorcerers out of megumi, but it wouldn't come without avid trust in his skills and judgement.
❝ I'm confident. you'll do great watching over seishiro. he could use someone conscientious like you, and think of it like this- you love doing things by the book. now's your chance to get preachy with someone. ❞ a pat to his head, ruffling up already messy hair. ❝ so, you in? ❞
ON MOBILE SO I CAN’T REPLY / CUT POSTS BUT 40?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
❝ note to self: a box of candy isn’t dinner and you can’t pretend it is after you hit over 25. ❞
𓆝 ⋆｡ﾟ🌊｡ : THERE'S WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE . . a collection of slice of life, familial connection, friendship, realism, life problems ⁽ ⁰⁰² ⁾ roleplay sentence starters from NUMEROUS FILMS, early summer. genre: slice of life, family, romance, hurt and comfort, angst.
Have you washed your face? Your face is still dirty.
Hurry, You only have seven minutes!
Are you coming? Where will we meet?
You don't have to cook anything special, honestly.
Ah, here comes the debt collector.
What happened the other night?
Don't worry, the old hag's not about to die yet.
She's had a crush on him forever.
Could you give me a lift? I'll continue home from there.
You don't need to drink just to keep up.
You have a habit of offering something and then taking it back.
You have no sense of etiquette!
Men and women should have respect for each other.
It's not can't, it's won't!
We could've cooked that same meal for a third of the price..
Come here! The weather's too nice to stay in!
[Name] is taking a long time in the shower...
They're such a happy couple, maybe too happy.
Why are you staring at me?
What were you fighting about?
What? You know nothing about married life.
I feel sick whenever I drink a few tiny cups of wine..
Why don't you go to bed? You have an early train tomorrow.
I'm sorry to bother you when you're so busy..
We're not children, are we?
You always go on about happiness, but it's just anticipation of things.
Oh! You scared me! Were you awake all this time?
This cake tastes really good! I'll buy more next time.
Sorry I haven't seen you for such a long time.
We had a strange visitor this morning...
It's funny how our memories work. I forget about recent things yet I remember everything about my childhood so vividly..
There are so many kids around here now, it's so noisy.
Sandwiches for lunch! Let's eat on the terrace!
The sky's so beautiful here. I can't even see the sky where I live!
How inconvenient. If I were [him/her/them], I'd have come.
We've been dumped because we're fussy, right?
We were such close friends in school. Now we're slowly drifting apart..
Shall we go to the beach later?
I'll tell you when I get home.
I feel terrible. I shouldn’t have asked you to buy it..
How beautiful. What's the occasion?
Are you not going to eat that? If not, I will!
Aren't you asking for too much? You always do this!
Idiot! Stop twisting things around!
Don't lecture me, just mind your own business!
Why did you get so angry? You shouldn’t lose your temper!
I don't know when I might get another opportunity like this...
You have a bad habit of going quiet when you're angry, [name].
What is your favourite sushi?
Please don't be angry with me..
Do you really feel that way about me?
Forgive me, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
You must be happy too. I'm really glad for you.
Have you thought this through?
Are you sure you won't be sorry later?
I still can't believe it. It feels like it was a dream.
I don't understand people nowadays.
I had no particular feelings for [him/her/them] but it happened gradually.
It's like when you look for something all over the place…and then you find it was right in front of you all along.
It's different. It's the feeling of being totally at ease with [him/her/them].
If that’s not being in love, what is?
Thank you for everything over all these years.
I wish we could live together forever, ... but that's impossible.
It's not your fault. It was inevitable.
I should make a link click verse for gojo tbh— just need to find a way to not make his eyes / all over powers… well, overpowered
it’s become a running gag for every muse of mine ( link click or not ) to want xia fei so @limel1ghts, c’mere
❝ seishiro!!!! you can’t just finish the last of the bakery bread and leave the empty box on the counter! you trying to sabotage your old man, or what?? ❞
geto suguru / @hharau /december 7th : pieces of sky flutter to the land below in the form of crystal flakes, creating a pristine blanket of white that covers ground, buildings, stairs, and shrines alike. the air is chilled by winter’s frosty breath. suguru basks in this moment of quiet tranquillity, with a warm cup of tea as he observes their only handful of jujutsu tech students trudging towards the entrance of the school. he lifts the cup to inhale the aromatic steam. he takes a short sip, lowering the beverage as the warm liquid runs down his throat. he places the cup by the windowsill.
turning away, he walks the few paces to satoru’s side, who sat with feet up on the desk, without a care in the world. a habit he’s carried with him to adulthood. he was quieter right now, feigning obliviousness under the guise of inquisitive thinking, perhaps about the lesson plan of the day. suguru couldn’t hold back his amusement from scrawling across his face to know the real reason why.
“ happy birthday. ” from the deep confines of his pocket, came a rectangular gift box that he slid upon the edge of the desk. what lies inside — a sleek black case with a new pair of sunglasses. stylish and high-end. from a brand he knew satoru was well-acquainted with. “ try not to misplace them - or break them. these damn things cost a fortune. ” materialism didn’t rank high in his books - but suguru knew what possessions satoru did have, came with a hefty price tag. if he was to buy something like that, at least it’s something he knew he’d use.
moving behind him, suguru grips both shoulders with calloused hands, squeezing firmly. meant to be a comfort, keeping satoru secure in the chair he teeters back on. for now. “ if all goes well today, let’s celebrate. ” a ghost of a smile hints his striking, pale features - glad to commemorate another year next to his dearest friend.
to most, winter is the season where the world goes quiet. the trees and flowers wither away and die. animals sleep a long slumber, leaving the world in their absence. time slows. people grow restless as the outdoors becomes troublesome. for satoru, however, his enjoyment of this season knew no bounds. the way life seems to halt for most, although his stayed consistent. it was simply watching everyone around him slip in the icy frost, sip on steaming hot drinks, bundled in warm clothing, and a quintessential love for one day in particular.
december 7th. to be born in the winter, he’d suppose could be culprit for why he held so much love for the season. it could stem from childhood winters alone, where satoru had to create his own fun on his birthday— adventuring the mountains of kyoto, crafting snow creatures ( snow dogs, particularly— consequential to the typical ‘family wouldn’t allow him to have one’ situation. ) not to mention, creating a birthday party of a snowman family deep in the woods, that couldn’t speak back. that couldn’t sing to him. nor bake a cake. they were cold to hug. much lonelier days.
ah, maybe this is why he enjoys winter now. the months weren’t lonesome anymore. he wasn’t celebrating his birthday alone. there were faculty members. students. colleagues and… through a blindfolded gaze, he sees the most special one walking up to his desk. his best friend. his lips curl whilst trying to pretend he had no idea why suguru was here. as if he were too deep in thought to consider what today is. “ need something? ” they look at each other expectantly, until he swipes his feet off the table to sit upright hearing the celebratory words.
‘happy birthday.’ never, ever, from that first summer they met- did suguru forget his day. each one felt special. each one, satoru closed his eyes that night feeling… loved? is that the word? no matter. he doesn’t get hung up on it. rather- he grins wide seeing suguru fish the box from his pocket and set it on the table. “ a bit big for an engagement ring box, you show off~ ” he knows it’s no engagement ring, but he has to prod. “ I wonder… what’s inside?? the key to your apartment? ”
a sing-song tone as he gives the box a light shake. until suguru shoots a glare that practically screams ‘stop that.’ so… it’s fragile? “ okay, suspense over! ” without further instruction, he pops the case open and immediately his jaw drops! suguru had a better memory than satoru expected! “ no way!! same brand as the ones I used to rock in 2006! these are a hell of a lot nicer though, you kidding me?? Coach stepped up their game! seriously, you’re the best! ”
there’s no finesse in how he tears the blindfold off his face and tosses it to suguru’s chest, “ think fast! ” to hold onto while he puts the spectacles on. the lenses were perfect. jet black. enough to protect his senses from infinity’s blinding effects. “ custom lenses too?! suguru… ” trailing off fondly, he adjusts them on his face. beyond curious how handsome he must look in these. “ on a scale from one to ten, you gotta fill me in on how hot am I these? ” cue him hitting the poses, like an amateur model.
“ tell me what I wanna hear and I might get crafty on how I’ll thank you for these later on~. ” as much as he wants to throw himself into suguru’s arms— he’s calculating about 1 minute and 45 seconds before the students come in for the lesson. but in all actuality, all he wanted to do was break away and spend the day alone with his best friend. goofing off and enjoying each other’s company, like they’d done year after year.
pulls him over and kisses the side of his head. ♡
“ you really know how to butter a guy up on his b-day, you know. ” tilting his head and leaning into suguru’s embrace, the warmth of the lips pressed on his temple, satoru finds himself glued to his lover’s side. pure bliss. an unimaginable fate, yet it’s real. a day that satoru would normally beg everyone to celebrate, suguru does so without even a reminder. as if he couldn’t forget about him if he tried. “ the gifts. the good company. the food. it’s like some crazy ass dream I don’t wanna wake up from. so don’t get any wild ideas to pinch me awake. ” // @hharau. December 7th, 2017.
IT’S HIS DAY!!!!!!!
