❀ Itadori Yuuji ❀

Indie 18+ Itadori Yuuji & Ryoumen Sukuna RP blog || Muse & Mun over 21 years old || OC friendly || AU friendly

[monster-in-a-vessel]

But can I put Gojo in this?

[sapropel]

Men with abs mean nothing to me

[koutawoo]

ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡

[koutawoo]

ʕ •ᴥ• ʔ ♡ itadori yuuji (ep. 2)

[yuridefender]

gojo satoru + tags on my posts for anon

[leftnipsdoodles]

i dont know what you expected

[mvnelica]

[anisource]

[monster-in-a-vessel]

omg i can't believe you're gonna see jjk0 !!! enjoy <3

{❀} -- I'm so stoked!!! I wonder if it's gonna be full in the theatre... I don't think I live by too many nerds haha

[monster-in-a-vessel]

{❀} -- Ahh~ I got tickets to see Jujutsu Kaisen 0 on the 17th!

[va-nnahs]

Tiddy buddies

Todo was declared winner of the competition

[toastsogwich]

gojofication of inumaki toge 

[ivoreene]

hi im going on hiatus lol byeeeeeee (L -> R)

[mafuyuh]

gojo in official art ✨

[cyevee]

its time for coffee ^^

[reinerist]

[monster-in-a-vessel]

Unbound

❀ -- The reception for Itadori Yuji’s grandfather’s funeral had long since ended. He remained alone, staring down at the grave in silence. It had been short with just the gravekeeper and the officiant going through the motions and taking their time as though moving too fast or talking too loudly may set the visitor off. He felt rooted in place, ice trickling through his blood. None of it felt real from the time he’d heard the ringing of the electrocardiogram signaling the loss  of Itadori Wasuke at the hospital. Since that moment, it felt like someone else was walking around in his skin, trudging through the motions of signing the death certificate and scheduling his grandfather’s funeral.

He crouched in front of the grave, setting the bouquet he gripped atop the cut patch of grass that had been replaced after the dirt had been filled. In his elder’s final moments, he’d still been trying to tell him about his parents, but now he would never have the chance. It didn’t bother him much, he’d never known them. They’d died when he was too young to remember. Pushing against his thighs to stand upright. He didn’t particularly care to hear about his parents, but he’d missed an opportunity with his grandfather he could never go back on.