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babypinkhearts · 4 months
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always an angel, never a god. - g. satoru
pairing: gojo satoru + fem!reader
summary: is he truly aware of how different he is?
warnings: angst! reader and gojo are students at jujustu high, everyone is safe!!! comfort, fluff, mentions of violence. i broke my heart a little. can be seen as foreshadowing but you didn’t hear that from me.
a/n: inspired by “not strong enough” by boy genius. i fear this is my new favorite.
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demeaning is what you would call this.
watching, in something you can only describe as jealousy, as gojo satoru walks back towards you, a shit-eating grin present on his face.
it’s like this often.
infantilization would be an exaggeration. satoru doesn’t baby you per-say, but there is clearly a conscious effort made to make sure you are always behind him. he leads. he attacks. he succeeds.
and then you’re back at square one. walking together, back to jujustu high as satoru rambles about arbitrary topics. missions with him end quickly. he asks, - or, more accurately - orders, you to stay back as he takes less than a minute in exorcising whatever curses are ahead. you never question him as to why you’re always paired together. you know he has something to do with it.
“you hungry?” he smiles, an arm comfortably rested across your shoulders. he subconsciously guides you as you walk along the pavement.
you spare a quick glance at him. he looks content, that expression of satisfaction feeling somewhat bothersome to you at the moment.
“not really…” you mumble, eyes trailing off as you looked at the buildings beside the two of you.
you wonder as to why you’re beside him. not in the literal sense - you already know he’s here by pure will. but, what was the point of missions, of jujustu, when all you did was stay back and observe? you gave up any chance of a normal life for this.
you feel satoru looking at you.
you contemplate for a little, choosing to avoid his eyes. defeatedley, you briefly close yours.
your voice is quiet as you speak. you wonder if he even hears you, your voice muffled under the busy street noise.
"this has to stop, gojo."
the rest of the walk is silent.
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your abilities could never amount to satoru.
he had everyone beat - effortlessly, really. there was no process of acceptance for it. you couldn’t mourn the loss of something you could never have.
the god himself, picked from the heavens and placed into your world. clouding your senses, leaving only the thought of him in your head. he was impossible to ignore. the brightest of people that made you feel so incredibly dull.
he was beautiful. ethereal and worshipped. you knew you loved him, pathetically so.
it was obvious that some amount of affection was mutual. he was constantly around you, where he had clearly stated - out loud - that it was where he preferred to be. you basked in his presence.
“what movie?”
your eyes scan the two discs in satoru’s hands. a horror and a thriller. judging by the intense covers of both, you had a suspicion that they weren’t too different.
“options seem… limited.” you mumble, a soft smile on your face as you watch him in amusement. you quickly learned that satoru never really flocked towards a certain genre. he could easily watch an action movie and jump straight into a depressive drama.
“option one it is!” he grins, turning back to the TV, pressing play almost immediately after the disc is inserted. you wonder how he was always so hyper. he could be thrown a boulder the size of the earth and not seem affected. it worried you at times.
you move a little to the side of your bed, making room for him. this was a bit of a routine. a class, training, or mission would be over and the two of you would naturally be in your room afterwards, talking or watching whatever movies saturo would randomly bring.
you loved it. whatever it was. you couldn’t tell.
“have you seen this one?” you asked, heart briefly stopping as you register the feeling of his head resting comfortably in your lap. he’s so casual about it. a hand is gently placed on your thigh.
“no, i just got it last week.” he replies, glancing up at you. his glasses are off. the blue is almost frightening, too compelling to look back at. you refrain.
you hum in response, learning back against the wall as your eyes follow the bright screen ahead. you try your best to ignore the boy in your lap. it works for a bit.
there’s three pokes on your thigh about half-way through the movie.
looking down, you raise a brow at satoru.
he smiles, pleased at your attention.
“who’s more likely to die in a horror movie - me or you?”
you scoff, head tilting back up to pay attention to the movie again. you’re painfully reminded that satoru can be a little clueless at times. he’s an idiot.
“hey,” he whines, poking your side this time, eliciting a slap on the wrist from you. “i’m serious!”
you knew he meant for the question to be fun - he probably asked it because he was tired of the silence. but he was oblivious, you noticed. maybe dense. it had been a long day, you doubt he meant any harm. but, you also couldn’t help but feel he is slightly taunting you. tormenting because he knows how easy of an answer that is. a hand is raised, and you carefully brush his hair out if his face.
“you would outlive all of us, satoru.”
silence comes again.
you feel the hand on your thigh retreat, and suddenly satoru sits up.
you don’t mean for your words to come out as harshly as they do. you’re blunt at times, and it makes you feel guilty. couldn’t you humor him a little - reply back with a smile that is equally as playful? but you can’t compare to him. you don’t have the luxury to be so high-spirited all of the time.
you’re forced to look at him now, his eyes staring you down. the movie is on low volume, dialogue from the characters coming out as low hums. you’ve never seen satoru like this. he’s without a smile, and his lips are downcast in a small frown.
“i don’t want that.”
his voice sounds almost defeated, as if it’s an admission to a thought he hides from. you realize that the conversation has moved past a silly theoretical question and on to something real.
“i hate the thought of that.” satoru elaborates, closing his eyes briefly.
he’s gifted, of course. he’s aware. gojo satoru takes his confidence everywhere because he can. he allows himself to brag, because what else can he do? he can’t hide his strength. everyone knows what he is capable of. he’s not “normal.” he can’t be. when the world calls, he’s there. he puts himself in an incredible amount of danger and is never afraid because he knows he will be okay.
you can’t flaunt your strength the same, and he’s painfully aware of it. he doesn’t mean to belittle you. in all honesty, he hopes it never comes across as that, but he knows it does. you’re not weak, but why fight when he could save you? why risk it? if anything, he would take a beating for you a hundred times over. he’d give his life.
but there’s something so isolating about his abilities. again, he’s different. unrelatable, retired from any chance at normality. more-so than you. for as long as he lives, he will feel the need to protect. the fight is never over. a “god” is what he gets called the most. it’s usually playful, a joke. but hidden in those words is the reality of constant expectations he is forced to meet. a god.
“i know i can be…” satoru trails off, shifting slightly as he crosses his legs. “suffocating.”
in all honesty, since your last mission, he hadn’t stopped thinking about your words. or the look on your face.
this has to stop.
you had looked crushed. it made his heart sink.
in this world of pure danger and inevitable loss, satoru tries to keep his worries at bay. protecting you is a natural response. a weakness is pointless if it is never reached.
and he hated to admit it. an achilles heel placed directly on gojo satoru, the strongest. it made him sick.
“no, you’re not.” you quietly reply, shaking your head. you’re lying through your teeth, but you find that you really dislike serious satoru. it scares you. perhaps there’s a reason he is rarely like this. it feels as though the walls are caving in, and he’s being pushed closer to you, overwhelming you with his entire being. gojo satoru being serious feels unnatural. it’s uncomfortable. but it’s something new. a side you’ve never seen before, and you secretly thank the world that he lets you witness it.
he sends you a pointed look, a bitter chuckle leaving his lips. “don’t do that.”
you slowly nod, smiling slightly. “sorry.”
the dynamic is like this. you obey him, constantly. you’re one of his worshippers. you don’t realize that satoru ultimately does the same thing with you.
he stares at you with fondness in his eyes.
he loves you. and he thinks he has for a long time now.
but what is a god if they let themselves feel so… mortal? he can act the part. he’s defeated everything he’s touched. he’s feared, and simultaneously adored.
so why can’t he let himself have you so easily?
“i guess i’m just-“
satoru takes in a sharp breath, and your stomach drops as you watch his head bow down, evading your eyes. he doesn’t speak for a while, and you assume he is silently asking to drop the topic.
until his shoulders slump, and you can see them start to tremble.
gojo satoru was not a god.
he was mortal, human. as much as the world seemed to think he wasn’t. he tried to convince himself of the same, but it evidently proved to be useless.
you don’t say a word to him, reaching out and letting him bury his face in your shoulder. you can feel him suppressing his emotions the best he can, hyper-aware of the way you fail to feel him breathe against you.
when you turn to kiss his cheek with a feather-like touch, all composure is lost. you feel a stifled sob escape him.
satoru is mortified at the thought of losing you - losing anybody. he realized it when he finally registered how deeply he cared for you.
would being “the strongest” suffice?
he wish he could see the future.
he knows he’s been wrong. but more importantly, utterly selfish. you never asked to be loved by him. or protected. satoru easily gives into his own desires, ignorant as to how it affects those around him.
if the world saw satoru as a god, then he saw you as the most breathtaking angel.
you were more than worthy of his attention. he put you on a pedestal, out-ranking all he’s done in his life. he could live a thousand lifetimes and still want you just as badly. he wonders if that’s normal - if what he feels for you should be as strong as it is. should he be physically affected? sometimes he senses his heart pounding, the sensation intense enough to make him sick.
but he reminds himself that it’s the best kind of feeling.
how many times has he sat next to you, leaning his entire body on yours as he not-so-discreetly searches for your warmth? your touch. he’ll gladly fill his senses with only thoughts of you.
satoru’s head tilts up from it’s place on your shoulder, and he kisses you messily.
gojo satoru is selfish. and he’ll accept it.
if this lifetime is the only one he is meant to spend with you, then fuck it. fuck it all. he will let himself be greedy.
his hands are in your hair, and he attempts to pour out every little bit of emotion he has in his scrambled brain. he can’t think clearly. all he knows is that you’re kissing him back, and he’s fighting the biggest smile.
it’s heavenly.
you part from him after a while, lips swollen and face flushed.
satoru isn’t much better, his breath staggered and pupils dilated.
he attempts to lean in again, but a gentle hand on his chest stops him. satoru blinks, watching you as you let out a small laugh. you feel relieved. as if the heaviest weight has been lifted off your shoulders, and you are free and liberated.
you’re somewhat in disbelief.
this ethereal being has confessed to you. an emotion that is so incredibly mutual. reciprocated to only the strongest amount. a love so infinite that it nearly drove you mad.
satoru smiles. it intensifies.
your laugh is contagious, and suddenly the two of you are unable to catch your breath, faces pink from hope, joy, and love.
satoru will take this.
he can be vulnerable. he must let you be independent. what is a commitment to confirmed infatuation without trust?
he can let himself be human. what a miserable life it’d be without you.
after all, a “god” will be okay with his angel.
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pixiesndberries · 9 months
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𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ! —⁠ PART 03
📁context: texting jjk characters and their responses✩
; random texts with them!
•PART 01, PART 02, PART 03, PART 04, PART 05, PART 06
REQUESTED BY: bf texts with suguru and yuuta? Anything with suguru or yuuta tbh I love my sillb pookie smssss!!!! Have a g8 day :D -xoxoxo pei!
WARNINGS: none really gakakskdjfhhfjtits
NOTE: shout out to my pookie bear @prettypei for requesting this! i tried my best 4 u 😞‼️ (i added gojo cuz y nut) if you wanted something sweet i could always do a part two !!
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— geto, yuuta, and gojo.
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; just wanna give credits to the original meme for yuuta ! (meme one, meme two)
─ REBLOGS, LIKES, AND COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED. FEEL FREE TO REQUEST!
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i-am-distressed · 9 months
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Kyoto Metropolitan Curse Technical College Chaos
After all, Tokyo was the weird school, Kyoto was perfectly normal...right?
💕An SMAU showcasing just how not normal the Kyoto group really is💕
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Including but not limited to... Noritoshi Kamo, Aoi Todo, Momo Nishimiya, Mai Zen'in, Kasumi Miwa, Kokichi Muta (Mechamaru), + 3rd year Y/n (told from reader pov)
Pt.1: This is for training purposes I promise
Pt.2: The missing case of Noritoshi's dorm key
Pt.3: Innocent until proven guilty
Pt.4: did anybody else hear that?!?
Pt.5: Help
Pt.6: todo the love "expert"
Pt.7: Noritoshi, the unfortunate victim of identity fraud...
Pt.8: noritoshi lacks appreciation for true art
Pt.9: Kyoto takes an IQ test
...more to come
Notes: seeing as it's produced by me it will subtly be a noritoshi x reader, though the main "plot" of this whole thing is just fun little random texts with the Kyoto group cause I dont think their potential for mayhem gets appreciated enough. This is not done in any specific order and can be read as out of order as you please. If you have scenarios you would like the Kyoto group to experience, send an ask! I'll be happy to try and bring as much chaos to this world as I can.
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sincerelyamee · 4 months
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Shoko always heals everyone's wounds, but who heals hers?
A tiny little [Gojo x Shoko] moment from my fic, because Shoko deserves so much more.
You really got to know Shoko back in your first year, thanks to Gojo’s unique brand of mayhem.
You still remembered fondly the day Gojo came flouncing into Shoko’s lab, wheeling a giant cage full of furious squirrels.
“Happy Valentine’s Day!” He grinned like a self-satisfied cat presenting the world’s ugliest hairball. “Got you a present, Sho!”
Shoko didn’t even glance up from her microscope. “Unless it’s a bottle of aged whiskey, I don't want it.” She dismissed flatly.
Undeterred, Gojo swept his arm toward the agitated critters. “Even better! These little furballs here got possessed by some nasty curses a few towns over. Raised quite a ruckus. Figured you’d wanna crack ‘em open, see what makes ‘em tick.”
At that, Shoko finally lifted her bloodshot gaze. The circles under her eyes almost matched the darkness of her pupils. You expected Shoko to chew him out for the unorthodox and highly unethical Valentine’s gift. Instead, her eyes lit up with manic glee.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” A hint of a smirk ghosted her lips as she approached the cage. One squirrel hissed at her.
“Ooh, feisty!” Shoko wiggled her fingers at them. “All high-grade curses!”
Gojo folded his arms, smugness radiating from him. “Knew you’d love them. Aren’t I the sweetest?”
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Drop by my fic for more Shoko doses I swear I love her so much
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ayanominitrash · 2 months
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🎀I'm thinkin about a bike ride with Satoru🎀
- Satoru, who stretches his long legs on either side of his blue bike to slowly skid himself to a stop on the curbside infront of you. He gives you that wide boyish grin while ringing the bell on his bike twice, even though he's already got your attention.
- Satoru, who reaches over into the front basket of his bike to pull up a small stem of what looks like a Sakura tree. You scold him about picking flowers and plants, how it isn't good for the environment. He tells you to shut your pretty mouth and hop on his bike.
- Satoru, who hums as soon as he starts pedalling. You're perched on the back seat sideways, admiring the sakuras in your hand as you feel the wind on your face and in the gaps of your hair. This was the highlight of your everydays after school. The in betweens of going from school to your neighboorhood with Satoru. You wish it could always stay like this.
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(❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡ reblogs and comments are appreciated//do not repost my work anywhere
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From my drafts a long time ago. :(( So much happened and life got in the way. Even lost my mom :(( can't believe it.
Ehrm on a lighter note, i wanna write for either higuruma or naoya soon 🤞even tho am busy at work and flunking school.
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2sweetforu · 2 months
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The gang is all here for therapy!
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daily-yuuji · 6 months
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Yuuji No. 3
Image taken from Ch. 1 of Jujustu Kaisen, by Gege Akutami (found on Viz Media's Shonen Jump webpage).
Image Description: The image is a clipped, black and white manga panel. It depicts the faces of (left to right) Setsuko Sasaki, Yuuji Itadori, and Takeshi Iguchi. They are laughing with silly expressions. (Yuuji's eyes are each depicted as three lines facing inwards, like crow's feet.) In the background is the school council president, who has his right hand up as he has just slammed open the door to the club room Yuuji and his friends are in with an angry expression. A cloud-shaped speech bubble is to the right of Yuuji's head, stating "What?!" in italics, with "A fish?!" below it in smaller letters. A cut-off onomatopoeia (or giongo) reading "SLAM!" is above the president. At the bottom of the panel is an onomatopoeia reading "BWA HA HA HA!" A wall lined with rectangular shelves full of files is in the background.
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miawashere · 8 months
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pray 4 gege
in october 2023, a new law will be passed in japan that is apart of a new invoice system. the system will force mangakas to release their legal names to verify themselves. after the new jujutsu kaisen chapter, many jjk fans have started to threaten the author, gege akutami, as both a joke and for real. as someone who loves jujutsu kaisen and loves gojo and has loved the show since it aired, it’s not that deep bro 😓. please don’t threaten manga artists just because you don’t like how they wrote a story, like they’re being forced to now reveal their identities that they obviously didn’t want to and now you’re probably scaring them more…
anyways live laugh love gojo
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redtsundere-writes · 2 months
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OPEN FANFIC COMMISSIONS!
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ladytheoris · 1 year
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The Adventure in Jujutsu High
Warning: Mahito (it sums up almost everything), crackfic
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AN: I hate Mahito, and I use every possible way to show my hate to him. Manga readers can vouch for that hate.
Pick Me
In this school, every student has different opinions on everything. Be it be the fact that their hate for Todo who did nothing -literally, or their hate for their ex-principal, or their opinion about having baseball as an event for the annual sports day, it is always different.
But one thing they all can be together on is their opinion about a certain student; Mahito. Nobody knows where or how this one became a student. A person who has stitches all over his body, and the ones who drop off him at school and pick him back look more or less like people who run the mafia. (One guy with ash brown hair, who smokes like a burning volcano, and another one with roses, dragon, and some other random things tatted on his skin.)
Were they wary of him? No. It is just that they all hate the moment this one opens its mouth, which mostly is for spouting nonsense or catcalling literally anyone. The situation which made them hate him, even more, is when their beloved teacher Yn was teaching and he decided to whistle like he doesn't care. Nobara swears she nearly threw her textbook -which is one thick book of all Shakespearean works- at that blue head, and he would have surely popped a few stitches. And yes that is true too, had it not been for Yuuji that day, Mahito would've seen the doors of hell that moment.
As things like this happened that day, Nobara was sure to make sure everyone in the school know about that rancid person and her pent-up anger against him. By the time lunch break was done, Megumi has to drive away a lot of students from other classes who came to see Mahito. Was Mahito bothered by that? No, he was three seconds away from doing a strip show if it wasn't for that one teacher with beige tux; that's what he told. It is a fact that the only person this Mahito guy was scared of was Nanami.
It was a shame for him that he decided to befriend the most badass-looking teacher just to show others that he has even more ground than others. Who was this teacher, you ask. None other than Ryomen Sukuna. Who according to the Zen'ins is the King of Curses. Because there is no time in this universe without this one teacher screaming all the curse words. A second it is fuck, the next it is shit; to the point, they thought he was banging his random side chick in the Physical Education classroom.
That aside, Mahito tried every possible trick in his sleeves to make Sukuna like him. There is a rumor going around that Mahito secretly wants to bang Sukuna. The next one was that Mahito was the one who brought hash brownies to the school on Valentine's day, which Gojo Satoru ate and got high. It was all baseless, yet believable. This takes us to today, Mahito standing in front of the PE room with a box (which Miwa guarantees is a box of condoms, because he bought that same thing from the store she does part-time for).
What we should see here are the bunch of students (Yuuji, Nobara, and Miwa) are standing -more like in a disguise to observe Mahito- behind the wall, eyes keenly on Mahito. Mahito knocks on the door, from which Sukuna appears. Now, Yuuji is fretting like a lost puppy. He sees Mahito offer Sukuna the box, and they three have different conclusions. Because all the saw was Sukuna walking back into his room, and Mahito doing his little victory dance- wiggled his non-existent butt.
"I'm sure that box is drugs," Nobara says.
"I am telling you guys for the hundredth time, no I saw that butthole buy a box of condoms yesterday, and that is the box." Tells Miwa.
"Guys, that could also be a box of chocolate," Yuuji tells, eyes fixed on the door, which Mahito walks in.
"Yuuji you are too pure to exist," Nobara pats his pink hair.
Yuuji gave a small pout, and without thinking twice, he walks towards the room. Now it is Miwa and Nobara who are fretting. Because of Yuuji, their undercover works might see the light, right now.
"What-" Yuuji's words stop in the mid as he sees what was happening in the room. Mahito's shirtless back was all Yuuji could see. There were a few stitches and tattooed stitches on his body, with Sukuna hugging him.
"S'kuna what are ya doing?" Yuuji screamed. That was the day Sukuna saw red.
"OMG!" Nobara and Miwa were also doing a few loud fan chants. Even though nobody shipped them, was this ship somehow sailing?
Sukuna was quicker than a lightning bolt to react to his astounded students. "Kids, it is not what you think."
"Then what is this?" Yuuji's voice was two tones higher than usual when he screamed at his half-brother. "It clearly looks like you are having fun, trying to kiss that nasty ass". Yuuji's pink hair looked red than usual like his anger seeped through his hair. "I swear that guy does not even clean his ass after pooping, why are you with him of all creatures?"
"It was pure self-defense. He tried to attack me from behind." Sukuna tried to justify.
"Then why is he half naked?" Yuuji yelled back.
"He told me a few stitches popped and to check it out."
"And I can clearly see you checking him out." Yuuji retorts back.
"Yuuji, I know you are angry about me burning your lunch, but think about my side too." Sukuna justifies. "I turned back to get the flashlight, and he suddenly pounced on me from behind. That is what happened."
"You tried to put him in a chokehold?" Miwa asks.
"And he clearly enjoying being choked by Sukuna," Nobara tells.
"Ryo, can you do me a favor?" This was another voice that wasn't heard till then there.
"Yes, darling", Sukuna, as if on cue responds. Just to realize his mistake a few seconds later, he pushes Mahito against his body.
"Ryo?" "Darling?" The students were screaming in surprise, only to be even more surprised seeing the owner of the voice. None other than their beloved teacher, YN.
"You guys are dating?" Mahito asks.
"Oh sheet, Mahito you were trying to ruin their relationship?" Nobara did throw her textbook at his head finally, knocking him out; but not entirely.
"Oh hey, kids!" YN wished back at the surprised-looking students. "Cover my last hour with their class, I have a meeting," Yn tells Sukuna.
Sukuna nodded his response, and YN turns to her beloved students, "Kids back to class, lunch break is about to end."
"Don't you think we'll start the rumor of you guys dating?" Yuuji asks YN.
"Of who? Me and him? Oh cut it out Yuuji, we've been through this before. I am not dating your brother but giving him dating advice to bag one person he is trying to see." YN tells. "And no Nobara, that is not me. I have a certain someone else in my life at the moment."
What left the kids surprised wasn't that Sukuna had his eye on someone, but there is a specific ring on YNs finger that caught their attention.
And that is for today's episode of Jujutsu High. In the next episode, we'll see how the student unveils the darker secrets of their teacher.
Shoko and YN chatting over a coffee:
Shoko: Oh he finally had the guts to ask you out?
YN: Yeah with a ring pop.
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love-the-running · 8 hours
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Popping in to check on JJK fans.
Are you guys okay?
Sending thoughts and prayers.
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majycka · 10 months
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AN APPARENTLY HIGH GOJO SCREENCAP FOR THE MASSES
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flea-eats-bugs · 8 months
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stxrmylxve · 10 months
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I WATCHED JJK SEASON TWO FINALLY AND AHHH
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don’t leave off on just that clifhanger please i want more of gojo’s revenge of sorts lol 🥲
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n0t-vzin1s · 1 year
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well well well. here we are
characters i will write for!
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ATTACK ON TITAN
levi, eren, armin, mikasa, erwin, sasha, jean, hange, connie, historia
anyone!!
BUNGO STRAY DOGS
dazai, chuuya, fyodor, ranpo, yosano, poe, kunikida, atsushi, tachihara, akutugawa, gin, higuchi, fukuzawa
bsd masterlist
TOKYO GHOUL
kaneki, juuzou
HIGH RISE INVASION
sniper mask, mayuko, yuri, yuka
DEATH NOTE
L, light
SAIKI K.
saiki, kaido, aren
JUJUTSU KAISEN
itadori, gojo, megumi, nobara, nanami
ADDITIONAL FANDOMS
ANGELS OF DEATH
SOUL EATER
BANANA FISH
ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM
BLACK BUTLER
MORIARTY THE PATRIOT
BLUE EXORCIST
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this has to be done, and will also be changed with the more shows i write!!
i will also write for other characters in these fandoms, probably just forgot about them lol
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ft. megumi fushiguro (sonic), yuji itadori (kirby), satoru gojo (snowman), nobara kugisaki (fake ginger), maki zenin (curse blind), kento nanami (emo teen), toge inumaki (onigiri teacher), panda (talking teddy), yuta okkotsu (cursed kid)
cw. a lot of cussing, sarcastically bullying (dark humor), use of mom jokes like “joe mama” and “ur mom”, not spoilers free
a/n. it might seem like i hate satoru from this whole thing but i swear i dont 😋
ur mom
fake ginger: who named this gc again?
sonic: gojo
snowman: you like it nobara?🥺
fake ginger: no
snowman: this hurts😢😔 what about you megumi?🥺
sonic: fuck no. go eat shit you little gay fuck
snowman: WHO ARE YOU CALLING GAY YOU GAY SON OF DEAD BITCH
sonic: i’m calling you gay. geto and nanami are the answers
snowman: BE LUCKY I DIDNT JUST LEAVE YOU ON THE STREET KID
sonic: i dont care
kirby: HEYY, WHAT IS GOING ON HERE
fake ginger: drama
onigiri teacher: thrill
curse blind: gay and whore shaming
cursed kid: i have no idea
kirby: fushiguro, gojo, please stop fighting😞
sonic: whatever
snowman: see, that’s why you’re gay, just tell that kid that you’re in love with him already
sonic: no
snowman: why?
sonic: cuz it’s not the truth
snowman: cap
sonic: you’re so annoying
kirby: awee fushiguro, ilyt </33
sonic: shut up
snowman: bet you he’s blushing trough his phone
onigiri teacher: he is
sonic: SHUT UP INUMAKI
snowman: caught in 4k📸📸
curse blind: do yall agree on kicking out gojo?
sonic: yes
fake ginger: yes
onigiri teacher: yes
emo teen: yes
talking teddy: yes
kirby: nooo🥺
cursed kid: please no, i think gojo-sensei is very nice
snowman: itadori, okkotsu, i love you my kids, you’ll both always be my favorites
fake ginger: megumi is literally your adoptif kid and you never tell him that
sonic: i dont care kugisaki
snowman: he never got love from his real dad anyways
fake ginger: you’re blocked
sonic: it’s alright kugisaki, you don’t need to
curse blind: megumi protector team with me
fake ginger: i’m in
talking teddy: me too
emo teen: he’s a kid so it’s my duty to protect him
onigiri teacher: consider me in too
kirby: AND ME!
fake ginger: you can’t be on both gojo’s and megumi’s side
sonic: stop calling me megumi
fake ginger: no. anyways, yuji, choose one
kirby: but i want to choose both🥺
cursed kid: i’ll go on fushiguro’s side
snowman: WHAT. YUTA. YOU BETRAYED ME.
cursed kid: i’m sorry sensei
snowman: i’m heartbroken. yuji, please don’t leave me behind too
kirby: i dont want to choose
snowman: i’ll buy you everything, i’ll even plan a meeting with jennifer lawrence with you, please, stay on my side
kirby: JENNIFER LAWRENCE?!?
snowman: yes jennifer lawrence
kirby: sorry fushiguro, ily a lot but i’ll have to stick up to gojo
snowman: thank you itadori🙏
fake ginger: he’s scamming you yuji
kirby: no, i believe gojo-sensei, if he says that he’ll do it, then he will
fake ginger: i’ve warned you
snowman: how you feel now megumi?!? the love of your life chose me over you
sonic: i’m glad my dad killed geto
snowman: EXCUSE YOU?
sonic: you heard me
snowman: that’s why joe mama and joe sister are dead
curse blind: okay get tf out of here
snowman: no
curse blind: you’re blocked
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