GOJO SATORU X GENDER NEUTRAL READER ꒰ i'm not gonna lie to you guys, i made myself cry writing this. highly suggest you listen to everywhere, everything by noah kahan + gracie abrams or alternatively sailor song by gigi perez while reading. i needed some comfort after seeing the latest jjk leaks. mentions of a nightmare, comfort, heartache inducing fluff, a little bit of hurt and loads of comfort.
You wake with a start, plucked from the dream realm and snatched from the horrid images your mind concocted. The nightmare clings to your mind, dark and heavy, like shadows too deep to shake, curling itself around the shadows lingering in your bedroom, your frantic eyes scanning every crook and crevice as you come back to your senses.
Even as your eyes flutter open, the terror is still there, pulsing beneath your skin, a living thing that coils around your heart, threatening to consume all of your thoughts until you couldn't possibly think of anything else. He's gone. He's gone forever and there's nothing you could possibly do to save him. Your breath comes in short, ragged bursts, chest heaving as though you’ve just run through the depths of hell. The room is dim, washed in a soft, silvery glow from the moon spilling through the open window that just barely illuminates your surroundings, making it difficult to discern if this was a dream as well or not. The night is eerily quiet, the silence pressing down on you, the world outside indifferent to the chaos unraveling inside your soul, the silence broken every now and then by the soft chirp of crickets outside, a breeze sweeping itself over your heated skin as it crawls through the window, caressing the thin curtains as it comes and leaves.
Sweat clings to your skin, cold and damp, as the sheets twist around your body like chains, trapping you in the lingering remnants of the nightmare. Your heart is pounding so loudly that you can almost hear it, each beat a painful echo of the fear that still grips you, you can feel your pulse beneath your skin, every painful thump of your heart. The memory of it is so vivid—Gojo, gone. His presence, once so radiant, so alive, vanishing like smoke in the wind, like a fire being doused and put out, lingering and then gone. The emptiness left behind is unbearable, a hollow ache that gnaws at you, threatening to consume you whole. The thought of losing him makes your stomach twist and you feel as if you're going to be sick, tight knuckles clutching the dampened sheets below you, nails digging into the insides of your palms.
You turn, almost terrified to look beside you, half-expecting the bed to be empty, to find that the dream has bled into reality and that your soul was indeed alone.
But then, as if tethered to your heart’s desperate silent cry, Gojo stirs where he lays besides you. His silver hair glimmers in the moonlight, casting a halo of soft light around him, making him look ethereal—too beautiful, too perfect to be real. His face, serene in the stillness of sleep, slowly shifts as his eyes, those endless oceans of blue, flutter open. They find you, and the concern that fills them nearly undoes you. His brows knit together in an expression of worry and fear, sitting upright as his consciousness returns to him and he sheds the sleep from his skin.
He reaches out, his hand warm and sure, brushing the damp strands of hair from your forehead. His touch is gentle despite his hands being so scarred and calloused, a testament to the battles he's fought to return home to you - they serve as a balm to the fear still seeping through your veins, and his thumb caresses your cheek as if reminding you of his presence, his reality, tender as it moves back and forth. His eyes flicker over your body, searching for ache or injury, and only once they find none do they return to your face.
“Hey…” he whispers, voice low and velvet-soft, thick with sleep but laced with concern, bleeding through the silence of the otherwise stillness of the night. “What’s wrong?”
Your throat tightens, words tangling inside you, fragile and broken, you find it difficult to try and even piece together a sentence. “You were gone,” you manage, voice trembling, barely more than a breath. Your hands find his arms, his thighs, anything you can grasp onto to assure yourself that he was here, he was real, he wasn't some figment of your mind.
“I lost you… You disappeared.”
Gojo’s gaze softens, his eyes brimming with a love that runs so deep, so boundless and limitless, it steals the breath from your lungs, it was a look you could never get tired of. One you hoped he would gaze at you with for centuries to come, how ever long your souls would be tethered together.
Without hesitation, he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you with firm assurance, drawing you into the warmth of his body. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat pulses against your ear where you press your cheek against his bare chest, anchoring you, grounding you in the reality that he is here—alive, tangible, real.
“I’m right here,” he murmurs, his voice a gentle murmur in the quiet room, his breath warm against your temple, each syllable bringing warmth and comfort that you sought.
“I’m not going anywhere. It was just a dream, sweetheart. I’m right here, and I always will be.”
His words, so steady, so unshakable, wrap around your heart like the softest embrace, slowly coaxing you out of the nightmare’s hold and into his open, awaiting arms. But the fear still lingers, a phantom pain in your chest, an unwelcome ghost in a house that was Gojo's home, and the tears that have been building finally spill over, silent and uncontrollable. Gojo, ever gentle, ever patient, wipes them away as they fall, catching each and every one of them, his thumb tracing the path of each tear with a tenderness that makes your heart ache, as if it wanted to collapse in on itself.
“I couldn’t bear to lose you,” you whisper, voice breaking under the weight of the emotion threatening to suffocate you, forcing each word out of your tight throat. “It felt so real. It felt like I was drowning, like the world just… stopped without you.”
His arms tighten around you, his embrace firm, solid, holding the pieces of you together in this very moment. He presses his lips to your forehead, a kiss fleeting and gentle but so full of love, it sends a shiver down your spine and you close your eyes as you welcome the comfort he brings, like a light breaking through the dark shadows intent on consuming you.
“You’ll never lose me,” he says, his voice fierce now, filled with a quiet intensity that leaves no room for doubt, he's never sounded so determined. “Not in this life, not in any. I’m here with you, always. Nothing could ever take me from you—not nightmares, not anything.”
His words are a lifeline, pulling you from the abyss, one heartbeat and one syllable at a time. He's ever so patient as he waits for you to come back to him, just like you'd wait for him to come back to you.
His fingers weave through your hair, slow and reassuring, as if each stroke is a promise in itself—a reminder that he is yours, that he will always be yours, in this lifetime and the next. He would always find you. And as you cling to him, to the warmth of his body, the fear that had been a weight on your chest begins to simmer away into nothingness, replaced by the overwhelming, undeniable presence of his love which you would happily allow to consume you.
“I love you,” he whispers, his voice trembling slightly with the weight of the words. He swallows thickly, inhales deeply and you can feel his chest expanding beneath you. “More than you could ever know. And I’m here, right here, beside you. I’m not leaving. I’m not disappearing. You have all of me, for as long as you'll have me."
His love surrounds you, enveloping you like the night sky, vast and unending, full of stars that seem to shine just for you. He gazes down at you as if you've just hung the Milky Way in his galaxy, you're his stars, his moon and beyond. The nightmare fades, shrinking into nothingness under the brilliance of the realization that Gojo is still here—alive, vibrant, filled with love for you that cannot be shaken, cannot be dimmed, even under the darkest skies or amidst the most threatening storm.
“I’m yours,” he breathes, his lips brushing against your temple, his voice a quiet vow etched into the darkness. “Always. No dream, no fear can change that. Do you hear me?" He gently sways your body from side to side, determined to keep you wrapped up in his embrace. One of his hands find your own, pressing your palms together before he intertwines your fingers, squeezing it tightly.
And in that moment, with the moonlight bathing the room in soft silver, with the night air cool against your skin, the truth of his words sinks in. The nightmare was just that—a fleeting shadow of doubt, but never permanent. But this—his touch, his warmth, his love—is real. He is real.
He raises your joint hands, presses a soft hearted kiss to the top of it as he whispers, "And I'll hold onto this hand of yours until our fingers decompose. I am never, ever leaving your side."
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Donations
donations currently reaching gaza:
‼️ help buy e-sims for people in gaza
donate to get food packages to gaza - care for gaza
donate direct aid to gaza - ehab rida (longtime activist and volunteer, has been carrying out donations and humanitarian projects in gaza since 2021)
palestine children's relief fund
world food programme
aid to gaza - taawon/bank of palestine
help gaza’s children
female hygiene kits for gaza - pious project
donate to UNRWA
urgent humanitarian aid to palestinians - anera
medical aid for palestinians
urgent support for medical professionals in gaza
gaza evacs and prosthetics - raindove (link to donations in their bio)
donate to ahmed (@/90-ghost on tumblr)
he is born, raised and based in gaza. please help him reach his goal of $50K to get his family to safety across the rafah border into egypt. as of right now… it’s $7.5K per person to evacuate gaza.
help journalist yousef escape gaza to treat his cancer
help mohamed evacuate gaza to get treatment for himself and his daughter
support palestinians: buy a keffiyeh from the last and only factory in palestine - hirbawi
secondary donations:
click to donate - arab.org
emergency relief for gaza - pious projects
palestine red crescent society
save palestine - islamic relief canada
send medical supplies to gaza - palestinian american medical association
help bring down israel's weapon trade - palaction
donate for the recovery of hisham awartani
one of the three palestinian students shot by a racist in vermont for wearing kufiyas and speaking arabic. hisham’s injuries have left him paralysed from below the chest.
Petitions
‼️ urge icj to invite gazan journalists to testify
international cultural workers to strike from german cultural institutions for their complicity in oppressing palestinians and promoting genocide - strike germany
petition to investigate war crimes committed by israeli military
demand ceasefire - amnesty international
open call for immediate ceasefire
american government call for immediate ceasefire
american government to stop funding israeli military
ceasefire and increase humanitarian assistance - oxfam au
petition to get canva to address their pro-israel stance
invoke the genocide convention to call for ceasefire in gaza - world beyond war
suspend israel from international sports - diem25
UK to expel israeli ambassador - change.org
gaza healthcare workers for nobel peace prize - change.org
teachers around the world demand ceasefire - teachers for palestine
president whitten: reinstate samia halaby retrospective NOW - action network
demand the immediate release of mansour shouman
location specific petitions
gaza call for lasting ceasefire - oxfam (UK)
end israeli occupation - parliament uk (UK)
email your MP - medical aid for palestine (UK)
protect gaza civilians - islamic relief (UK)
stop fuelling genocide - action network (USA)
@ biden: call for ceasefire now - move on (USA)
ceasefirenow.com - jewishvoiceofpeace (USA)
call congress and demand a ceasefire - uscpr (USA - they provide a script of what you should say, so don't worry about it)
note: you can call everyday. they tally the number of calls per issue. so more calls = higher chance for them to take action. p.s. you mainly go to voicemail so don’t worry about phone call anxiety. fight through it just this once please.
no forced displacement! - action network
australia call on israel to stop attacking palestinians - apan (AUS)
immediate ceasefire and increase in humanitarian aid in gaza - actionaid (AUS)
email your MPs - stand with palestine (AUS)
‼️ australian senate to investigate australian citizens in the IDF for war crimes allegations - fpm (AUS)
‼️ arms embargo on israel - cjpme (CANADA)
sign to send letter to MP for ceasefire - nccm (CANADA)
ceasefire now! - ijv (CANADA)
call on your local mayor and council to demand ceasefire - LeadNow (CANADA)
cessez-le-feu et un couloir humanitaire - le mouvement (FRANCE)
écrivez aux député-es et sénateurs-trices - association france palestine solidarité (FRANCE)
write to your député - assemblée nationale (FRANCE)
skydda civilbefolkningen i gaza! - mittskifte (SWEDEN)
singaporeans call for immediate ceasefire (SIN)
contact your elected reps and demand a ceasefire (GERMANY)
write to the EU demanding a ceasefire (EUROPE)
template of letters you can send (EU)
guide on how to contact your MPs in EU
p.s. if the template is outdated, just use it as a guide and add a few sentences here and there that reflect the current situation. i can’t find any recent templates so :/ at least this is something
multiple actions you can take to help palestine - plant een olifbloom (NETHERLANDS)
includes: links for donations, emails to MP, emails to media, links to petitions and demonstrations
den haag, maak nú werk van vrede in israël/Palestina - the right forum (NETHERLANDS)
māori call for palestine - ourActionStation (NZ)
deem israeli actions as war crimes - NZ parliament/pāremata aotearoa (NZ)
basta ao genocídio em Gaza! - awaaz (BRAZIL)
globo e grande mídia, parem de desumanizar civis palestinos - the intercept (BRAZIL)
manifesto ao governo brasileiro - petição pública (BRAZIL)
Campaigns
‼️ justice for palestine
reach out to countries to back up south africa’s invoke genocide convention at the ICJ
‼️ international criminal court
submit evidences of israeli war crimes
friends of al-aqsa
❥ UK-specific
urge your MP to speak up for palestine
hands off al-aqsa
stop administrative detention
petition for UK to stop arming israel
❥ International
boycott puma — email them to end their partnership with israel
boycott coca-cola
islamic relief canada
urge your MP to rally for ceasefire
decolonise palestine
poster campaign to raise awareness on the war crimes being committed against palestinians
text/call campaign for people living in USA
text RESIST @ 50409 to send a letter to your representatives to pass HR3103–a bill that prohibits tax dollars from going to israel
download 5Calls app to contact members of your congress | (more info)
fax campaign for people in the USA
go on this website to send 5 free faxes per day
here’s a link to a pre-written fax copy you can download to send (the first link on the linktree)
here’s a video that explains how to fax your senator (it’s very easy and all you need is a valid email address)
‼️ BDS movement
get involved in boycotting companies associated with israel
palestine diaspora network
global strike guide - join the global strike!
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canon gojo will love you in ways unfathomable and never tell you. will pretend he barely knows who you are. in death and in life, he'll will himself to not think of you and love you obsessively anyway all while you barely know. this is all to keep you safe. he doesn't expect your loyalty or your patience or your time. he'll drop into your life and wash your back and leave without word. he'll come find you. he loves you more than he has loved anyone in a very long time. but this is a secret even to himself, because the second he believes in it - he knows it'll kill you. he isn't sure in what way, only that it will and that is has since the last time he has allowed himself to love anyone at all
sometimes, you will look at gojo with affection warm enough that he wants for something he has never been allowed to have and barely knows. sometimes, you are loyal to him and he wishes you werent. at least when you hate him, the burden of love rests only on his shoulders. and he can love you from afar with false friovlity and absence without it burdening your life.
gojo hopes always, secretly, that you'll get sick of him. that you'll exhaust yourself and leave first. that he wont be forced to turn away before he wants things to end. he hates having to do it, even after only having done it once.
gojo loves you. he will never tell you. he hopes you never know. he hopes you never find out that this is his version of mercy
There is a reason why Kenji Sato stays hole up in his room whenever he is sick.
It wasn't because he is too sick to move around and take care of himself. If that happens, Mina would have taken care of him in a pod, where he could rest for the whole day, and feel better the next day.
It wasn't because he hates being seen as weak either. The idea of being seen at his most vulnerable may have brought a pink hue on his cheeks but it didn't bother him as much. He is sick after all. There is nothing wrong with that.
What bothers him is the fact that he could be a bit….er….. clingy. When he is feeling under the weather, the constant warmth of someone is very comforting to him.
Actually, a bit clingy may be an understatement.
When Mina informed you that Kenji cannot meet you for the day because he is not feeling well, it worried you so much, especially, when Mina insisted that he would be alright and she would take care of him.
Although Mina is an amazing help, how could you just sit back, and wait for him to get better without checking up on him, or lending a hand to take care of your own boyfriend.
Mina was insistent that you shouldn't. But you refused to back down, so against her better judgment, she let you in, with a reminder and an ominous warning; “I wish you goodluck.”
The moment you stepped foot out of work, you made your way to his house, and it broke your heart to see him bundled up, and sleeping under the covers. His shivers were so intense, that even if he is hiding beneath a bunch of fluff, you can see the tremors above.
“Kenji, I am here. Do you need anything?” You softly called out to him, and patted the area, where you thought he would have his head.
After hearing your voice, his tremors stopped… for a moment. He whipped his head out of the covers with renewed vigor, eyes wide, nose red, his whole face is pale with sickness.
You almost fell backwards when he suddenly hugged your torso and nestled his head on your stomach. You shivered at the sudden shift of temperature, feeling the heat boiling out of his skin, goosebumps forming on the part of your body he touched.
“How are you? Feeling better?” You asked. Voice laced with concern and worry. He didn't reply, instead he just shook his head like a kid. You put your hand on his forehead to check his fever, and you don't need a thermometer to know that even if it was midday now, his fever hasn't gone down.
“I’ve brought some porridge. Let me put them in a bowl so you could eat. Mina told me that you refused to eat anything. That is not good, you need food to have energy, and for the medicine to work.”
Removing his arms tightly hugging you, you scold him softly, and leave a kiss on his forehead before putting a plaster of kool fever, to help with his high temperature. You heard him cooed at the coolness, and watch as he closes his eyes, as you help him tucked back on his bed. His head resting comfortably on his pillows. You left his room, and made sure to close his door softly, before heading towards his kitchen, and put the food you bought in the microwave to heat it up.
Even outside his room, the air is thickened with the heady smell of sickness. Usually, Kenji would play even if he was sick. However, with the gloomy atmosphere of his house, and the minimal lights opened. You are sure that he never even set foot out of his room, for anything. You tapped your finger on the counter, as you watched the red blinking number countdown. You were in deep thought worrying over Kenji, that you didn't see the shadow looming behind you, the quiet steps he took as he approached you.
You let out a scream of bloody murders when an army suddenly snaked around your waist. His face resting at the crook of your neck. His arms tighten up, whenever you try to move or do anything, refusing to let you go.
“Kenji? Oh god! You scared me! What are you doing here?
“You're taking too long.” He replied. Voice muffled because he still refuses to remove his face, nestling on your neck.
“Too long? I'm just heating up your food for five minutes. I will be back soon.” You convince him, as you try to remove his arms around you. Feeling uncomfortable with his high body heat, racked with fever. He is still way too strong for someone who is sick.
“No.”
“No?”
“No.” He repeated. And you admit a bunch of question marks were forming on your head.
What exactly is going on? Also…Where is Mina? She is awfully quiet. She didn't even inform you about Kenji walking towards you.
Kenji Sato. Your boyfriend. Refuses to leave or move or let go of you, no matter how much you begged him too. He would even tsk or let out noises of disapproval whenever you try to do something to outsmart him.
So in the end, you just make yourself comfortable while he snuggle and hug your arm. His head resting on your chest.
“Kenji, what if I get sick too because you are way too close to me.”
“I’ll take care of you. And snuggle with you too.”
You are trying your best not to let out an exasperated sigh. No one told you that Kenji could be so clingy whenever he feels sick and vulnerable.
It got to the point that even if you excuse yourself going to the bathroom, he would throw a tantrum and cry, if you don't allow him in and allow him to hold your hand to do your business. The second time he refuses to let you go, you scolded him for a bit, which made him let you go alone, although reluctantly. You watch as he just sits there by the door, looking so sad and lonely, that guilt gnaws in your chest.
He looks like a kicked puppy, more than his usual wolfish demeanor and persona, which seeks to be always on the top.
After some time, Kenji finally slept like a log. The fever finally went down. You let out a sigh of relief and did your best not to make a sound so as to not wake him up.
You have learned your lesson when you woke him up earlier. You were greeted by a disgruntled Kenji, scowling, and full of distrust. He would close his eyes but the moment he realizes he did, he will shoot awake and scowl at you with a pout. Asking if you moved. Even if you say no, he will just glare at you.
It was like playing a game you will never ever win so you just sat there, holding his hand tightly, patting his side, humming a melody, to make him feel relaxed and finally sleep.
You thank all the gods when you pull your hand from his hold, and all he does is grumbles a bit before turning, and continues sleeping.
You tiptoed walking towards outside his room, making sure that you will not make any noise, as you slowly close his door. You were in bated breath as you carefully walked backwards away from his door, counted to ten, and cried tears of joy when no angry Kenji went out to lash out at your disappearance.
You almost had a heart attack when the moment you turned, Mina was in front of you.
“Mina, you-”
“I wished you good luck. I even told you not to go.” The AI replied with a sound followed by a shrug.
You're probably just so tired and drained that you have no energy to argue, and you even thanked her for preparing a meal and a hot bath for you as an apology.
Although, a sick Kenji is a pain in the ass, you admit he looks kind of cute and adorable, pouting and clingy like that. You just hope that when he does that next time, it wasn't because he was sick.
You can't take cute photos of a sick Kenji Sato, right?
Imagine accidentally moving away to avoid Kenji Sato’s kiss.
You did not mean it, of course. It was just instinct. Pure instinct of someone who had been single for so long.
He was your first boyfriend, and you are still not used to affection, especially, public display of affection.
It was a moment too late when you finally realized what you have done. You looked back at him, and he was just there.
Standing, mouth agape, surprised, and still processing what you have done.
However, before you can even utter an apology, you were met with a scowling Kenji, who is now walking towards you, stomping his feet, large hands cupping both of your cheeks firmly, and lips sealed yours with a searing kiss.
1, 2, 3… You do not know how long that kiss lasted but you know it was long enough when he let go of you— a panting mess, breathless, red faced, and lip swollen.
After that, he made sure to train you to get used to his affection. With a promise that the “accident”would never ever happen again between the two of you.
So Kenji injures his shoulder at the end of the movie and then we see it fully healed when the family arrives at Kaiju Island. Given that shoulder injuries of that magnitude can take up to 6 months to a year to heal and they're JUST going to the island now that means that Emi and Gigantron really did stay by Ken's side all this time and that's absolutely precious!
Like they waited until he felt better and then were like "Okay, time to reveal our family's new home!"
