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"Somewhere out there, there's a world. And I'm holding someone in my arms, who looks just like you."

Happy birthday to the best wife, in every universe!! 🎂💙

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #satosugu #fanart #my art #jjk fanart #art #stsg #saeren art #to be perfectly honest i wasn't planning this for his birthday but chance perfectly matched with his birthday so tadahh #also suggestions for satosugu's love child's name are welcomed uwu #also also HELLO LONG TIME NO SEE

nikki-rook

I do have a question

#Satoru Gojo if he met Gege Akutami

3-aem

Exercise

lilmimy

Fairies stsg au

merryweathart

Kids, always remember to hate on generative ai, fascism and the patriarchy ✨️

billiamdoor

I can be trusted with the fictional character. I Promise.

billiamdoor

I lied. Fuck it’s dire y’all. It’s Bad.

#If i ever told you in the dms I'm working on something wholesome/funny hope you know it was a lie

zrqinn

Hello

mmediocreman

false memories of things that never happened

somewhereonneptune

what-if type au

((i always thought suguru would have been a better personality match and mentor for megs if he hadn’t… y’know…. anyways….😃))

hijkio

Gojo’s fridge, 2006 & 2018

3-aem

just a kid

lanamaru

To Remember

somewhereonneptune

((been batting this around like a frustrated cat but I love how it turned out and it was fun to use all my new skills I’ve been practicing!!))

fushiglow

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Over the Threshold | Chapter 16

The room went up in raucous applause. Deafening applause. Thunderous applause. Applause loud enough to start his ears ringing. Too much applause to keep track. He wondered, when was the last time he got a full night’s sleep? Things had been hard lately. December had been hard, but it was almost over. He just had to get through the end of the year. He just had to get through tonight. Just had to get through it so he could go home to— ‘—Satoru!’ Through the applause, through the static in his ears, indistinguishable from one another, he just about made out a gruff voice. A palm thumped down on his back hard enough to shake him from his ruminations. His eyes unfogged and everything was blue. His song — his Blue — filled his awareness.

In which Suguru sleeps — read on AO3 ♥