reblog and put in the tags a movie or show that was being hyped up so much that you thought âthereâs no way itâs actually THAT goodâ but then after you watched it you realized it actually was that good
iâm sorry but the mischaracterization of satoru gojo sometimes makes me wanna scream into the void. people really love to take one scene, one line, and twist it into a whole narrative that doesnât even align with his core. like⌠are we even watching the same man??
HE DID NOT NEED A MORAL COMPASS. satoruâs been repressing his own desires since he was a child. a literal kid born with a power that couldâve destroyed everything around himâand yet, he didnât. he never misused it. not once. not even out of spite. not even when he had every right to feel angry and lash out.
and people still act like he was this walking weapon on the verge of snapping if someone didnât hold his leash. no. this is someone whoâs been raised with expectations no one else could ever comprehend, whoâs constantly chosen restraint, duty, and control even when itâs agonizing. and he makes those choices alone. over and over again.
i think people overlook how deeply internalized satoruâs moral compass already is. his âshould we kill them?â moment wasnât a breakdown of ethics. it was frustration, grief, anger. it was a TEENAGER who just saw someone he was protecting die in front of him, asking a friend for perspective. he wasnât lost. he wasnât about to burn the world. he was trying to process in real time. but people latch onto that line like itâs some confirmation that he needed someone to âsaveâ him from becoming a monster.
no, actually. he saves himself. again. and again. and again.
he chooses to teach. he chooses to protect. he chooses to carry the weight of reforming a broken systemâand yeah, he does fail sometimes. but that doesnât make him any less righteous. if anything, it shows how much he shoulders on his own.
like idk. maybe itâs just me but iâm over people reducing him to âa time bomb that only didnât go off because someone held his hand.â no. heâs the one who defuses himself. every single time. because he wants to do better. because he knows how powerful he is. because he cares.
satoru gojo isnât dangerous. heâs the strongestânot just in power, but in how fiercely he holds himself together. heâs been alone at the top his whole life, forced to carry the weight of a world that only ever demanded from him, never asked how he was. he didnât need saving because he was the safety net for everyone else. and even when it broke him, even when it hurt, he never turned cruel. never lost himself.
THATâS WHAT MAKES HIM SO SPECIAL.
not just that he couldâve gone darkâbut that he chose not to. again and again. that he stayed soft, and kind, and hopeful, even when he had every reason not to.
he deserves the world. and it kills me that he never got it đ
I donât wanna distract the guy if he has other insurance CEOs lined up, but a dude who can pop a millionaire a few blocks from Times Square probably has the practical and organizational skills to burn gävlebocken.
i truly wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't absolutely necessary, but i require some help. i am in a tight spot at the moment, and i am asking for some help, whatever you guys can give i will truly and wholeheartedly appreciate it. i am not asking for much. thank you ( ďž^Ď^)ďž
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a/n : this is kind of a sequel of this fic but it can be read separately. i was highly inspired by this anecdote.
the moment joshua had put a ring on your finger, your friends became even more envious of your relationship. and you clearly understood them. your husband was the kindest person you ever met, as considerate as day one, as in love as one could be. some even asked you if you had casted a spell on him, seeing how much of a simp he was for you.
but right now, as you were still on the tourist river boat on the seine celebrating your three years anniversary in the first place you thought joshua was about to propose, you were starting to doubt that his endless love would stay reciprocated.
"the fuck do you mean your ring fell into the seine?" you rumbled in silence so you wouldnât draw attention or disturbe the other passengers.
"well, it fell," your husband answered sheepishly.
"hong jisoo i swear i-"
"no, not the governmental name," he cut, imploring.
"you deserve nothing more than that! you answered back, how did you even manage to do that?"
slowly opening his mouth, you interrupted abruptly, extending your hand to cover it :
"it was a rhetorical question, i donât want to know."
"i insist on giving my end of the story, my queen. i recently lost weight so my ring was already slippery but, with the rain, it completely dropped."
with a resigned sigh, you sat on your seat, giving a dirty look at the even dirtier waters, contemplating whether youâd be sick or not after a swim inside.
you had decided to jump when you felt joshuaâs warm hand wrapping around yours.
"i know what youâre thinking and yes, youâd get incredibly sick. didnât you watch the olympic games this summer?"
"i didnât seriously plan on going to search your ring, you lied before adding sombrely, i was debating whether iâd be able to plead your drowning was accidental or not."
"really funny."
a silence installed itself between the two of you before joshua whispered :
"i know youâre sad and i am truly sorry i lost my ring. it never was my intention."
"really? you didnât want to act like a single man to flirt with parisian girls?" you teased, trying to show him you werenât mad anymore.
"i donât care about parisian girls, i have you."
with a giggle, you dropped a kiss on his lips before looking around to appreciate the rest of your visit. but, when you felt that joshuaâs silence was suspicious, your smile slowly faded for a nervous expression.
"what are you scheming?" you asked.
"i am not scheming anything, and it truly hurts me to see you have so little faith in me," joshuaâs retorted dramatically.
"come on i know you for too long to play dumb. now split it out, hong."
"i was only thinking that this lost might be a sign. paris is the city of love after all."
"youâre the only when whoâd think this is romantic," you deadpanned with a disgusted expression.
you thought the conversation was over but suddenly joshua exclaimed :
"letâs drop your ring too!"
"did you lose your mind?" you choked.
"that way, our two rings would reunite..."
"this is not how it works."
"... and we can make new wedding rings here, they would have such a special meaning. plus not everyone can praise themselves to have wedding rings made in paris. and itâd be a great story for our future children."
at the mention of potential kids, you felt the fire across your cheek but joshuaâs last words definitely finished you :
"iâd marry you ever day weâre on earth if i could."
and it didnât take you much more the send your rings in the waters as far as possible.
"itâd be in your best interest to have those rings reunited," you falsely mumbled.
"i know they will, thereâs no other way possible," joshua reassured.
and, with a final kiss of your lips, you thought that you hadnât been so wrong to think joshua would propose in paris.
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