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ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously · 10 months

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I drew my babies inspired by Kotteri who Illustrates the "Veil" manga. The 1950 aesthetic is just so nice!!!

https://twitter.com/KotteriArt?s=20

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aruma-iribe · 10 months

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I wanted to draw a hot day in Tokyo Jujutsu High with Gojo and Shoko, a bit like a Slice of life. Basically Shoko is the only one of the students who has a small fan, Gojo went to the ice-cream parlour and offered Shoko a popsicle in exchange for spending some time in her room and enjoying the fan.

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theqrianana · 10 months

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Shoko is Team Gojo...

...Always has been.

#satoshoko sunday #satoshoko #satosho #gojo satoru #ieiri shoko #satoshokosunday #satoshoko weekend

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dax-enfinity · 6 months

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SatoShoko screenshot from my phone #1

#satoshoko #satosho #gosho #satoshoko weekend #satosho weekend #shoko ieiri #ieiri shoko #jjk ieiri #shoko jjk #shoko x gojo #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jjk satoru #jjk

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sentimental-idiot25 · 8 months

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Shoko was lying down in bed, her laptop slid off of her stomach and was on the right side of her body. She was attempting to do some research and reading for her upcoming tests and papers but she was so tired mentally that once the screen became dim because of the low activity she just let the laptop go black on its own. She felt so debilitated.   She was looking to the left of her room and noticed how the candle on the dresser was almost out of wax, I need to get a new one soon. It should last me the night, she thought to herself.

She looked back up to the dark ceiling and let out a breath. She was almost done with medical school but she was facing a dilemma of whether or not to rejoin the sorcerer life she left all those years ago. It was easy to get guilt-tripped to go back— but god, she wants a life of her own. It had been on her mind constantly, even if she has more pressing issues to deal with in the moment.  

It’s easy for people to understand that Gojo is needed in the sorcerer world as much as Gojo needs the sorcerer world. But for Shoko— they need her much more than she needs them…but at the same time she often thinks that she was born for the sole purpose to be in that world forever. She was born into this world with one goal and one purpose. If she was to defer and choose a different path— then what was the point of her existing at all?

She turned her head again and watched as the flame danced around within the glass jar; how it would jolt and flicker. How the wick was slowly and gradually disappearing.

Her phone buzzed. Her hand slowly reached for her phone which was tucked under her pillow and held it above her face. There was a message on the screen, ‘How the hell is your fridge so empty?’ it read. It was from Gojo.

A light smile graced Shoko’s face. He was in her apartment, just on the other side of the wall or door. She didn’t hear him come inside or sense a presence. I’m getting rusty, she thought to herself.

She clicked on the message to reply, ‘I’ll be moving out soon so there’s no point’ Immediately three dots appeared on her screen indicating Gojo was typing.

‘Aren’t you moving out in a month?’

‘Yeah’

’Jeez woman…’

She smiled as she let out a breath of air in amusement.

‘Where are you?’

‘I’m dead’

‘Means I’m talking to a ghost?’

‘yeah’

‘That’s depressing’

‘Would you be sad if I died?’ She typed without thinking and sent it without much thought.

‘I mean of course’ He sent. ‘Don’t wanna lose you either’ he double texted.

Either… Shoko felt as if she could never fully separate herself from Geto in Gojo’s eyes. It was a weird and uncomfortable thought she had. But that either brought it back to her attention. Gojo has very limited people in his life that he considers precious, but sometimes Shoko thinks he blurs them all together.

‘So don’t go dying on me. Deal?’ He texted again after Shoko didn’t respond immediately.

‘No promises :)’

‘Think you’re funny?’

‘Im hilarious’

‘Gonna drop being a doctor to be a comedian?’

‘Yup! But first gotta come back to life’

‘I’ll say a few jokes at your funeral in your honor— a career never fulfilled :’( so sad’

‘Will you shed a few tears for me?’

‘I’ll be the first one there and the last one to leave’

‘Really?’

‘Of course :)’

‘That makes me feel a little better’

‘O_o what does that mean?’

‘Nothing just didn’t expect that answer from you’

‘I'm a nice guy I’ll have you know’

‘Sure sure’

‘Really I am!’

‘You broke into my apartment lol’

‘And you still haven’t come out yet >:(‘

‘Never said I'm a nice person’

‘That I know’

Shoko smiled slightly. She stared at her phone until it went black automatically. The only light source was the candle again. She looked over the dancing and flickering light. The flame slowly started to become more and more still. The wick eventually was reduced to nothingness and the flame diminished on its own.

Shoko stared up at the dark ceiling once more. She took in a big breath and reached for her phone, ‘You can come in’

And almost instantaneously the door of her bedroom opened.

“Was wondering when you were gonna let me in,” Gojo said as he closed the door.

He took off his mask and took off his shirt and set them on the bottom corner of the bed and crawled onto the mattress where Shoko was lying. He wrapped her arms around her in a tight embrace.

“It smells good in here,” he commented.

“I have to buy a new candle,”

“Don’t worry— we’ll buy that and groceries tomorrow,” he smiled into the crook of her neck.

A few minutes pass and Shoko hears light snoring coming from Gojo. She ran her hand through his hair. Regardless of the path she chooses to take, going back or leading a ‘normal life’, the only assurance she has is that she’ll always have Gojo there with her. She felt a light bit of peace for the first time after weeks of internal conflict.

The streetlight’s radiance spilled through the cracks of the blinds in her room. The hit the top of her dresser, Shoko noticed how there was still wax within the candle jar. Even though the light was no longer there and the wick burnt away— there was still something there.

There will always be something there.

#sentimental idiot25 #satoshoko #shoko x gojo #jjk #post midnight writings #so they’re not the best rip #satoshoko weekend #I went in with no ideas so this might just suck straight up ngl #shoko ieiri #gojo satoru

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satoshokosunday · 7 months

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Happy SatoShoko Weekend!

I've created an Ao3 Bookmarks Collection as a one stop place to hoard SatoShoko-centric fic because tumblr's sorting function sucks. It includes platonic/romantic satoshoko.

Where a fic has shoko/gojo paired up but also has them romantically paired with someone else ("/") and the fic shows that it's going to or heavily skews towards that other pairing, i've excluded it. Being in rarepair hell is punishment enough, I think lmao

Anyway! Have a good afternoon/evening/morning on your end! 💛🙂

#blog update #satoshoko #satosho #satoshoko weekend #feel free to save if you like

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tiressian · 10 months

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a day in the life: rock

notes: vignette, satoshoko, rated T for language, established relationship written for @satoshokosunday

the prompt: "rocks thrown against windows" taken from this prompt list : https://tiressian.tumblr.com/post/722429936218046464

i'll post to ao3 later

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It was well past the time for anyone on the campus to be awake—or working, for that matter. Shoko was both, fighting to keep it that way when she heard the tap against her window. Given her room sat on the third floor and the fact that it was in the middle of winter, she ignored it. The blizzard buffeting Tokyo wasn’t to let up for another three days. Probably sleet or hail.

The tapping continued.

Shoko noticed the intervals between each tap were deliberate, some shorter than others. She closed her laptop and opened the blinds.

A pebble sailed through the air, knocking against the sliding door before landing atop a heap of other pebbles on the balcony. Shoko sensed movement from the grounds below and found the culprit grinning and waving up at her with one hand.

“Working. Go sleep,” Shoko said, making the ‘shoo’ gesture.

Gojo couldn’t hear of course, but he was an adept lip-reader and a stubborn idiot to boot. Much like the storm, his grin did not abate and he simply held up a large takeaway bag in response. Shoko suspected a large part of his patience was attributed to the faint dome shielding him from the elements. In the next second, he was flying through the air, landing on her balcony, light as a feather.

Shoko helped Gojo out of his jacket and hung it over a chair in the dining room while he retrieved sandwiches and coffee from the bag, setting both on her coffee table beside her laptop. He made himself at home under her quilt, patting the space on the couch beside him.

“What is this, the nineteenth century?” Shoko said.

“Aha! So ya got my message! Make fun all ya want, but it’ll come in handy.”

“Yeah. In the nineteenth century.” Shoko deadpanned. Gojo continued to pat the space beside him.

“Before Christmas Doc.”

Shoko dropped onto the couch and Gojo pulled up the quilt to cover them both before wrapping an arm around her, drawing her tighter to him. Shoko found the remote and unmuted her TV, just to fill the silence with a game show.

“Idiot,” Shoko said eventually. “Just text next time.”

Gojo snorted. “Yeah, sure. Where’s the romance in that?”

“There’s definitely none in freezing to death, I can tell you that.”

“Hmph. Tell that to Jack in Titanic. He was on to somethin.’”

“Except for the door. They could’ve both fit on it, all Rose had to do was—”

Gojo groaned loudly. Shoko snickered. “Yeah yeah, we get it, you're smart. Shut the hell up and drink your coffee. Got work to do, dont’cha—ow!” He laughed when she poked him in the cheek.

Shoko tucked her head under his chin and yawned, wrapping her arms around his middle. Gojo heaved a sigh.

“Work too much,” he said.

“Are you offering to finish my report?”

He scoffed. “No?”

“Then shut the hell up.”

Gojo chuckled, poking her. “Freeze my ass off gettin’ you that fancy coffee you like and all I got to show for it is nothin’ but cheek. Disrespect.”

“Break up with me then if I’m such a chore.”

“Ohoho, you’d like that wouldnt’cha? Nah fuck that; prolly got a bet goin’ with Mei. I know how you guys operate, not about ta give ya the satisfac…”

And on and on he went while Shoko smiled, closing her eyes.

#satoshoko #satosho #satoshoko weekend #satoru x shoko #he was doing morse code with the dumb rocks

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ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously · 5 months

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Just a really quick redraw of the Jujutsu Kaisen Stage Play actors

#jjk #fanart #satosho #satoshoko #satoshoko weekend #love how in character the actors are lmao #canon #for anybody confused why shoko has purple eyes #this is my headcanon i believe sashisu have bisexual eye colors #fight me #shoko ieiri #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #IPMSSA_SatoSho!Fanart

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theqrianana · 10 months

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We all need that someone who gets you like no one else

We all need a Shoko in our lives

#satoshokosunday #gojo satoru #ieiri shoko #satoshoko #satosho #knock on wood #jjk spoilers #satoshoko weekend #satoshoko sunday

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dax-enfinity · 6 months

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SatoShoko screenshot from my phone #2

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dax-enfinity · 6 months

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Shoko being the cool rich wine aunt that sends neat expensive gifts for her nieces / nephews / her cousins kids on like Christmas or specific birthdays and all that

Outside of her parents she’s rarely in contact with the rest of her family and stuff

She’s gone less in contact with the rest of her family after she’s started dating Satoru (he’s greedy as fuck, okay no I’m joking)

But I imagine that Satoru’s like: “you should send them gifts c’mon they seem like fun kids!”

And Shoko’s like: “You really want me to be the cool rich aunt to them, don’t you?” (Affectionately)

*Shoko proceeds to send gifts to her nieces / nephews that cost more than her entire apartment with some vague mysterious note thanks to Satoru’s money*

#satosho #satoshoko #satosho weekend #satoshoko weekend #it’s still Sunday for me hehe #ieiri shoko #shoko ieiri #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #jjk shoko #jjk satoru #jjk gojo #shoko x gojo #gosho #jjk #jjk headcanons #jujustu kaisen

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dax-enfinity · 5 months

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Satoru is INSUFFERABLE with pet names he can’t go a day without calling Shoko some type of pet name, one way or another he manages to slip one or two even if it’s in a whisper or something

#satoshoko #satosho #gosho #shoko x gojo #satoru x shoko #satosho weekend #satoshoko weekend #gojo x shoko #shoko ieiri #ieiri shoko #jjk ieiri #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #jjk satoru #jjk gojo #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

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sentimental-idiot25 · 9 months

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Satoshoko Weekend: Cupcake Wars

“AHH SHOKO THIS IS SO BORING!” Goho exclaimed while picking up a cupcake and examining it. “Shut up you're not even doing anything right now,” Shoko said while mixing red dye with the white frosting. “We are doing a nice thing for our friend mind you.” She paused, “And stop eating the cupcakes! We’re not going to have any left for Suguru you heathen!” She scolded looking at Gojo who was a split second away from eating the frosting-less cupcake in his hand. “You’re no fun.” He pouts as he set the cupcake back down. “You’re also supposed to be helping me remember?”

“Yeah, yeah.” He got up from the stool in the kitchen, “What do you need me to do?” Shoko put down her own bowl of red frosting and handed Gojo a box of blue food dye and a container of white frosting, “Get to mixing!” Gojo smirked mischievously, accepting the box and frosting from Shoko. "Alright, alright. I'll play nice." Shoko rolled her eyes, teasingly nudging him. "You're lucky I'm putting up with you eating over half of the cupcakes or else I'd have to reconsider this friendship." Gojo laughed, pretending to be offended. "Oh, you wound me! I'm irreplaceable, Shoko, and you know it.”

She looked down at her bowl and blushed slightly, “Shut up and keep mixing.”

Shoko finished mixing her bowl and looked at the remaining cupcakes, “Shit…thanks to you I have to make more!” She said nudging Gojo’s back. “Hey, I’m mixing here!” He said presenting the bowl of half-mixed frosting. She looked in the bowl, “How the hell have you been doing this for a few minutes and haven’t finished?” She asked almost laughing. Then she looked over to his side and noticed an extra cupcake wrapper. “Gojo! You ate another one!”

“What— you’re gonna make another batch anyways!” Shoko grabbed another mixing bowl from the cabinets and opened the box of cupcake mix.

She was muttering under her breath and Gojo began grinning as he was thinking of a way to get her to stop talking…and make this more fun— for him anyways. He got a small portion of blue frosting on the spatula he had been using and walked closer to Shoko, “Hey Sho!”

“What—oh, no, you don't!" Shoko protested, trying to back away, but Gojo was too quick. He smeared a streak of blue frosting on her lips before she could stop him. Gojo chuckled triumphantly. "There, now you won't be talking so much." She looked at him with wide eyes and couldn’t resist smiling. She grabbed her bowl of red frosting and got a good chunk of it on her spatula and smeared it on his face. "Oh, it's on now!" he declared, grabbing another handful of blue frosting and playfully slathering it across Shoko's forehead. Shoko giggled and retaliated by smearing red frosting on Gojo's nose. "You asked for it!" she laughed, her playful spirit fully engaged now. Gojo reached into the cupcake mixing bowl and threw the powder onto Shoko’s clothes. She looked down a laughed at her now cupcake mix-ridden clothes. She reached into the bowl and threw the mix onto his face. Gojo's eyes widened in surprise as the cupcake mix landed on his face, covering him in a cloud of white powder. He blinked a few times, trying to clear his vision, before bursting into laughter. "Alright, you got me there, Sho!" he exclaimed, chuckling. Shoko couldn't help but laugh too, her cheeks now flushed from amusement, “I told you not to mess with me!" she playfully scolded, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably. He steps closer to her, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, “Ah Sho you got a little something here,” He said with a hand on her cheek. He leaned down and kissed her, When he pulled away Shoko began laughing. “What’s so funny?” Gojo asked as Shoko was staring at his face. “The frosting turned purple.” She said posting at his face. As Shoko laughed, Gojo's eyes widened in surprise, and he touched his own lips, realizing that the combination of the blue and red frosting had indeed turned their impromptu kiss into a purple mess. His face turned slightly pink from embarrassment, but he couldn't help but laugh along with her. “You both know this is a communal kitchen right.” A voice came from near them, it was the first-year student Nanami. The two in the kitchen straightened up. Shoko and Gojo turned to find Nanami standing nearby, looking at them with a mix of bemusement and exasperation. Both of their faces turned a deeper shade of red as they tried to regain their composure. "Uh, yeah, sorry about that," Shoko said, wiping some of the purple frosting from her lips. "We got carried away with… baking,” Gojo added, attempting to brush the cupcake mix off his clothes. “Hn,” And just like that Nanami turned around and left.

“Jeez that kid is scary,” Gojo said with fake shivers. "Tell me about it," Shoko replied, still trying to stifle her laughter. "We made a complete mess of this kitchen." She began to wipe the frosting off of her face and dusted off the powder from her clothes and hair. After Shoko wiped the frosting off her face and dusted off the powder from her clothes and hair, she couldn't help but giggle at the state they were in. Gojo, too, joined in the laughter as he tried to salvage what he could of his appearance. “Let’s finish these up,” She said clasping her hands together, Gojo readily complied. As they completed the last cupcake, Shoko stepped back and admired their handiwork, now careful not to mess it up any further. "Okay, I think we're finally done," Shoko said, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "And they look amazing if I do say so myself," Gojo added with a smirk. “Thanks to me….” Shoko tried to say before she was cut off.

Gojo gasped as if he was offended, “Hey I taste-tested them! I think I deserve most of the credit!” Shoko playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. If it wasn't for my excellent baking skills, those cupcakes would have never turned out this good in the first place." Gojo feigned a look of hurt. "Are you questioning my taste-testing abilities? I have a refined palate, you know!" "Refined palate, my ass,” Shoko retorted, laughing. "You were just trying to eat them all before they even made it to the oven!" “Are you suggesting I would’ve eaten raw cupcake mix?”

“I wouldn’t put it past you.” Gojo pretended to clutch his chest dramatically. "I am deeply wounded by your lack of trust in my self-control!" "Self-control? That's a joke!" Shoko said, giggling. "You have no self-control when it comes to cupcakes or any sweets, for that matter." "I prefer to call it 'enthusiasm'," Gojo retorted with a grin. "Life is too short not to indulge in the finer things, like these delicious cupcakes we made." Shoko shook her head playfully. "You and your 'finer things' are going to be the end of me one day."

#sentimental idiot25 #satoshoko #shoko x gojo #gojo saturo #shoko ieiri #satoshoko weekend #satosho weekend #mini one shot #satoshoko weekend is really reviving my satoshoko brain rot

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satoshokosunday · 10 months

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SatoShoko Weekend!

(Making a separate post for this so folks can see the new blog)

Hello fellow satosho/satoshoko shippers!

Instead of an annual SatoShoko week, a SatoShoko Weekend has been born.

It's a fun time for everyone, come along, come along, how it works is, you can either create:

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