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#so normal abt him i swear!!
y2kuromi · 4 months
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⭑ : 呪術廻戦 ❛ 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗜𝗦 : satoru gojo x reader
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࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 synopsis: you have no choice but to believe he'll always come back to you. after all, home is where the heart is
contents:JJK SPOILERS CH236! angst, fluff kinda comfort. profanities. second & third person pov.character death. ( i despise you gege you ruined christmas eve ) wc: 1.8k
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satoru gojo was an enigma. you knew that from the moment you met him. on first glance, there was nothing ordinary about him. his vivid blue eyes could simply not go unnoticed.
his smile, and that irritating laugh he shared too often were your kryptonite. you despised how soft you felt in response to his smile. his name alone could inspire the most extraordinary of emotions.
you had fallen hard for him. you'd fallen so irreversibly hard for him that you couldn't even find it in yourself to be mad at him when he called you out of the blue.
being with gojo meant expecting the unexpected. being with gojo meant believing he would come back after disappearing for days, weeks and occasionally months on end, without offering so much as an explanation
the call came whilst you were nose deep in christmas preparations. the kitchen in your shared home smelled of sugar, cinnamon and cloves.
the rest of the house had already been decorated for the holidays. there was tinsel everywhere. reds, whites and greens were splashed all over the place and christmas was only a few hours away
“you’re getting ready for santa?” satoru asks, upon hearing the whirring of the teal kitchenaid mixer he bought you for your birthday. “what about me?”
“you are santa silly” you laugh, switching off the mixer to hear your fiance’s voice clearer
“that i am” he smiled, flicking at the drops of blood adorning his lips with his tongue, “what are you cooking up tonight? ‘m starving”
“i thought we were going out for dinner..” you murmur, confusion evident in your words, “did you forget again ‘toru?”
“no baby. ‘course not” he says, pausing momentarily to wipe off the excess blood, “just something came up at work. i'll make it up to you”
“well the cookies should be done in a bit” you said, and he could hear you smiling. “extra chocolate , just the way you like it”
“mmm” he hummed, blood ringing in his ears, “can’t wait to try them”
“when are you coming home?”
your question is met with silence on the other end of the phone, and satoru has to admit he can tell by the lack of noise on your part that you've grown concerned.
the last thing he wants right now is for you to cry because of him. so he lies to you. it's all he could do. he couldn't tell you that he, the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, was reduced to a bleeding mess at the hands of sukuna. the notion shouldn't even be plausible
yet here he was, leaving his allies to do all the work, while he choked back heart wrenching sobs. he should try to stop the bleeding. try to stay conscious but there was too much. too much blood
“toru” you breathed, sounding completely broken. your voice was barely a whisper, but it was all he could focus on, blurring out the massacre taking place behind him. “what’s happening?”
he couldn’t tell you. his throat felt dry and hollow. his hand twitched in pain as he reached towards his bleeding abdomen. fingers sticky with dark blood
he didn't know. everything had been fine a while ago. it almost seemed like he would win. but satoru gojo was faced with a fatal curse. he could never win.
“nothing too serious my love” he fibbed, the lie dripping off his tongue like honey.
“bullshit” you frowned, “i can hear you wheezing gojo. don’t lie to me”
"you’ve always been too smart for your own good" he laughs, the motion rendering him breathless.
he hears your breath hitch and he can feel his heart shattering. he really shouldn’t have called you. he just wanted to hear your voice one last time
“switch to video” you ordered, after a painstaking moment of silence, before adding softly, “i want to see you”
“you really don’t” he says teasingly, trying his absolute hardest to make light of the situation, “i’m really roughed up right now, ‘m scared you won’t think i’m pretty anymore”
“satoru” you said through gritted teeth
“‘m half the man i used to be” he jokes weakly. satoru was a stubborn bastard, yes. but he also cared more about you than anything else. and he knew seeing him like this would scar you for life.
“stop stalling” you pleaded, "we've talked about this"
"don't wanna do this to you" he slurs, squeezing his beautiful blue eyes shut
“i’ll hang up i swear” you say, and he knows you mean it. the thought of no longer hearing your sweet voice hurts more than his pending death
“please don’t” he said, “don’t wanna be alone right now”
you can feel the vulnerability he carries reverberating in his voice. you can hear him panicking.
loneliness is something satoru gojo had grown to despise. but it clung to him endlessly. it came with the weight of the jujutsu world hanging on him — the first sorcerer in four hundred years to have the six eyes and limitless .
he could be touched only when he wished to be. choosing to keep others safe from the burden he had to carry at an unfairly young age simply because he inherited these abilities.
it was painstakingly hard for him to connect with people after losing geto, a void was left in his absence. a void he didn’t bother to fill until you came along
he tended to hide his true desires and feelings behind his cheerful and charismatic personality, but that didn’t work with you. you saw right through him
“okay” you nodded, blinking back the tears that prickled your eyelids, “how bad is it?”
“really fucking bad” he says weakly, “can’t hold out much longer”
if you could you would hug him, or do anything to make him feel better. but you couldn't. he was alone. you wished you could see his face, you wanted to kill him for doing this to you. for leaving you when he promised to stay by your side forever
“you're not going to die on me" you said as firmly as you could manage, “you can’t”
"promise me, you’ll be alright " he said, trying not to grimace as the effort he put into speaking left him weaker than before, "i want you to move on, just because my life ends doesn't mean yours has to”
"don’t say shit like that" you said, fresh tears brimming in your eyes. he was glad he’d decided to stick to audio call. seeing you cry would surely finish him off
“promise me" he pleaded, he could feel his body suddenly growing colder, his bottom lip quivered furiously
"i promise" those words were heavy on your tongue. believing you could move on from satoru was quite literally stupid, you didn't want anyone but him, you didn't need anything, need anyone, as long as you had him with you.
“it really s-sucks that ‘m gonna — s-shit — die alone” he says, his bloody lips trembling “i love you so much (y/n)"
no. no. no. you couldn’t allow this to happen
“keep your eyes open for me toru please" you said frantically, but you knew you were losing him. you were still crying, even though your eyes felt sore and dried out.
“say it back” he whimpered, “need to hear you say it”
"i love you too toru” tears stream down your face, stinging your cheeks as your heart shatters into a million pieces
“i know” he says, smiling to himself despite the pain. it was everywhere all at once. he didn't have the strength to fight it anymore, allowing the cold feeling to wrap itself around him, completely burying him.
“toru?” you whisper timidly. you’re met with numbing silence. stillness, tranquility. you wanted to lash out, you wanted to make everyone hurt the way you were hurting.
you felt unabashedly raw, like a vital part of your body had been ripped away. and then you realised it was something that belonged wholly to him. your heart. he owned your heart, he always would.
you couldn’t stop the loud, unfiltered sobs that fled from the confines of your chest. you wanted to scream until you could taste blood. you were shaking now. you couldn’t breathe. you couldn’t-
“(y/n)!!” you felt arms around you shocking you back to reality. your eyes shot open, locking with gojo’s ethereal blue pupils. concern evident in his face as he tenderly wiped your tears away
you looked around the dimly lit room, turning your head frantically, (e/c) eyes grief stricken and wide with fear “
"it's okay baby, i'm here" satoru said softly, slipping your fingers through his. you grabbed onto him as if he was a lifeline, squeezing his fingers so hard you were sure no blood was rushing to them.
“you’re alive” you said slowly, struggling to see through your tears, you needed some form of confirmation, anything, to let you know that you just had a bad dream, a silly nightmare that wouldn't come to fruition
“‘course i’m alive” he laughs "it was just a dream baby"" he placed kisses on the smooth canvas of your visage, not caring that your face was tear stained
“he killed you.” you sobbed, “and you called me-”
“who?” he interrupts, feigning offence at the mere prospect of someone beating him, the gojo satoru, the undeniable strongest
“sukuna” you murmur, “he looked like megumi for some reason but it was him”
“sukuna?” he frowns, “as if! sounds like a really silly dream my love. but you can talk about it when you're ready"
in the solace of his arms, you quietly tried to regain your sanity, tried to put yourself back together. he whispered sweet nothings to you,gently threading his fingers through your hair. patting your head affectionately—his love language— for once you didn't want him to stop, that small movement helped you clear your head.
you felt so weak, so vulnerable, so exposed. you knew that loving someone, loving gojo, would make you feel things you’d never felt before. you’d never been so scared, never been so happy, never felt so complete all at once
“was it that bad?” gojo asked, his curiosity getting the best of him, “you’ve never been this shaken up before”
“it was really fucking bad” you say, almost laughing because you sounded just like him
he was frowning at how absurd the sound of him dying was. he traced a finger over your hips, ghosting shapes on your warm skin. a cirlce, a triangle, a heart. "i love you y’know. i’m not dying any time soon”
you wanted to believe him so bad, you wanted to be certain. but you were holding on to the fear that your dream would one day become reality “promise me?”
he stuck out his pinkie childishly, looping it with yours. “i pinkie promise”
a small smile makes its way across your face. gojo never broke his promises. they were golden, the surest thing in the universe
“do you think you’d ever lose to sukuna?” you ask, after a sweet moment of silence. you peer at your other half with curious eyes and your heart flutters at the cocky grin on his face
“nah, i’d win”
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astrobei · 1 year
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cringefail mike truther in that he is not always good at flirting On Purpose (but luckily will loves it anyway) and gets flustered easily and says the most out of pocket shit and cracks bad jokes to lighten the tension and has a train wreck of an internal monologue and is so well practiced at running mental gymnastics to avoid his issues that he could win gold at the olympics. NOT a cringefail mike truther in that he is bumbling and useless and incapable of holding a weapon without killing himself and screams like a little girl in the face of danger and is a total damsel in distress and, for some reason, wins every poll asking “who’s the worst at ___” even if it’s something he’s canonically good at
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bebbiib · 1 year
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crazy insane people who are totally normal
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kudakii · 1 year
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kavetham morning home life (it's loud and messy but they take comfort in spending loud mornings together)
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d0llyguts · 5 months
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srry guys i forgot i had a tumblr, anyway, here’s babygirl
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cacowhistle · 7 months
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thinking about the fionna and cake finale and. i've been seeing people upset or annoyed that betty & simon's story focused on how simon had to learn to recognize that what they had was unbalanced and not necessarily fair, because they wanted betty to also realize that she placed too much of her self worth in simon, and they wanted her to learn to live for herself.
i think these people forgot about the episode in adventure time that does this. mainly because, at the end of the episode, it seems like she didn't learn anything at all.
In s10e11, "Temple of Mars," Finn, Jermaine, and Betty have to go through a mind maze to find Jake--and many parts of the maze are relevant to Betty's obsession with Simon/Ice King.
The second room of the "maze" has a chalkboard with a long and complicated equation on it. Betty tries to solve it, thinking it will help, while an Ice Thing messes up the equation as she tries to solve it, preventing her from doing so. It's meant to represent how trying to "solve" the crown's curse is leading nowhere, and that Betty is trying for a hopeless cause.
The last room is the most important to Betty's story, though--it's a window into her past, where she realizes that she needed to take more time for herself. She needed to focus on her, instead of dropping everything for Simon. She makes this realization and changes things for the hypothetical, maze room version of Betty--but naturally, this can't change the past. She's made her choices, and she has to live with that.
I think at the end of the episode, when she takes the "wrong" message away from all of this--she dedicates herself to trying even harder to "fix" Simon--it's mostly because she's scared to accept that she... not wasted, but lost so much of her life because she was so focused on what Simon wanted, or what she thought that Simon needed. She's also still under the effect of the Magic Man hat, so she's still affected by the sadness/madness of that, which likely twisted her view of the situation as well.
But then in the AT finale, she makes her choice to leave Simon. She does it through wishing for his safety, sure, but she still makes the choice to leave him. And in Fionna and Cake, what we see of her--or what's left of her, because we don't know how she's changed, really--is something bigger than what she was before. GOLBetty seems to have realized her own part in the unbalancing of the relationship between them. But that's not what Fionna and Cake is about--it's about Simon, and how he has to move on. Betty has already moved on by the time we see her again. She's showing Simon that, and she's showing him that he has to move on, too. But it's her choice. She could have stayed with him, but...
She takes the bus to the airport. And she takes it without him.
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sunn-mechanic · 1 year
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Just a little Wukong drawing dump to prepare for season 4 :))
I haven't watched it yet so don't say ANYTHING I beg of you
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rokso-o · 7 months
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weekly dose of the lcf manhwa serotonin boost ✨
cale just looking good in every possible angle
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GUESS WHO’S BACK?!
my mans is back 🥳🥳🥳
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THIS GOT ME HAKDJDKHDDKJDKDJDDKDJ i WILL eat him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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cale in his actor era (he looks SO MF good in this i swear this man got me running LAPS also pan-nim i will never forget this service as long as i live . I COULD LITERALLY WRITE U. ESSAYS RN ABOUT HHISSSSS LIKE I CAN WAX U POETRY RIGHT NOW IM NOT EVEN CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYYY no cos u gotta me completelyy unhinged Nahhhhhhh nahhhhhhh)
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and the TRUE highlights of this chapter
our cute, silly, grumpy little dragon. the shocked kittens. and best girl on. I SAID WHAT I SAID.
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chews on him chews on him chews on him chews on him chews o
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scatterpatter · 1 year
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I cannot get enough of these fucking guys
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carpathiians · 5 months
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i feel like if you did the slow blink at javier hed just intuitively know what it means
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b4kuch1n · 2 years
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thinkin 'bout command gold
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myinterestaredead · 2 months
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RANT NUMBER TWO ABOUT C!OWEN‼️‼️‼️
HES LITERALLY SO FUCKING TRAUMATIZED LIKE WTFFFF
THE C!OWEN HATERS ISN'T EVN GIVING HIM A CHANCE LET HIM TELL YOU HIS LIFE STORY BEFORE YOU CALL HIM HEARTLESS OK???
LIKE I KNOW HES A LITERALLY WAR CRIMINAL AND THAT HIS ACTION CANT BE JUSTIFIED (especially to apo and all of our hearts </3) BUT JUST LISTEN DUDE WAS A CHILD WHO TECHNICALLY GOT PROSUED INTO DOING MURDER HE LITERALLY SAID IT HIMSELF 'when you've been breeded into a killing mechine, a nation of peace will toss you aside like a spend torch.'
OK OK PICTURE THIS: you're a child whos been raised with the knowledge of this other race/species are dangerous and that you should kill on sight for your safety and your family BUT OBVIOUSLY you have your own thoughts that this isnt right, i mean you been told stories abt how those creatures killed countless of your people but they're just stories right??? Still in the end, you're a good kid so you did what you were told to, you trained so hard to be a guardman and protect people. While training you still have that though that all of this doesn't seem right, you shook it off and continue. One day you finally got the placement, you did good but you dont feel good. You confronted your dad and he said "you dont actually feel sorry for those things do you!? Dont be so soft they killed thousands of us!" You unfortunately do feel bad especially because you haven't seen them do anything wrong at all, and thats what you said. He exclaimed with anger and said that a weakling such as your self doesn't deserve to defend the country. You stormed off.
Its was ultimately only for awhile because you would eventually come back, and the sight of your hometown after days of being away is horrifying. Its all burned. Everything, everyone. Infront of the town there were spikes with severed heads of the people that used to live here(including ur mom and dad ofc) Who would do this? Of course it was non other than those who you taught to fight against, the other race/species that you were just defending days ago.
LIKE IF YOUR NOT GONNA HAVE BEEF WITH THEM UR EITHER AN EXTREME PASSIFICE OR YOUR INSANE NOW BEFORE YOU SAY 'well he(c!owen) went on to burn down apos hometown they experience the same pain and apo didn't leashes out' you need to know WHY c!owen did that in his eyes he did as an act of revenge
RANT OVER THANK YOU FOR READING ‼️‼️‼️🩷
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xiewho · 1 month
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thinking about lapin again
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kkujo · 8 months
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something i don't see people talking about is the way hyperfixations come in like stages and cycles like it's not just "i'm obsessed with this thing" it's like. euphoria from finding something new and it brings you so much joy and then as that initial dopamine rush wears off you start to get more and more down and feel isolated as you start to realise that no one else cares about it as much as you do and you feel silly for being so into it and the thoughts become repetitive and boring so you get more and more depressed and lonely and then you inevitably lose the hyperfix which leaves you drifting feeling miserable and hopeless until you start the cycle again. idk if i explained this well or if other people will understand but it brings genuine phases of euphoria and straight up depression and this is why i get annoyed when neurotypicals use words like hyperfixation to describe like, an interest. bc it's not. just an interest it becomes who you are and when you lose it it's like losing yourself and you spend so much energy thinking about it that it interrupts your daily life and it's so fucking draining 👍
#like if i see one more nt being like hyperfixation this hyperfixation that SHUT UP!! YOU HAVE AN INTEREST#talk to me when you stay up until 6am every night bc you can't fucking sleep bc ur thinking about it.#talk to me when you can't process emotions in a normal healthy way because you can only relate it back to your hyperfix#paired w madd especially it's IMPOSSIBLE to be normal about shit i swear 2 god because the second i'm upset or lonely it's straight back to#immersing myself in another world and being someone else and not facing my emotions instead letting 'someone else' deal with them#not just negative emotions yk it's anything it's fully immersive to the point i end up not knowing exactly who i am myself bc i'm rarely#myself in my head yk#and it's so isolating#and this is why i get mad when people use these terms lightly bc they don't fucking get it#oh you're hyperfixated? oh you're delusional? you're delulu? watch this#< guy who has delusions that all of his friends secretly hate him bc he's too insane abt xyz media and who feels alone bc no one else is as#into it even though it wouldn't be reasonable to expect them to be#like i'm constantly questioning whether all my friends are secretly against me & finding me annoying anytime i talk about it but it's fine#it's so fucking isolating#i'm not losing my hyperfix yet thank god but i am in the stage of like realisation where the initial euphoria has worn off and i'm like#fuck no one else gets it. no one else is thinking about it like i am. and it's so lonely#< like not to sound like 'i'm 14 and no one gets me' or i'm not like other girls or whatever 😭#it's not me being dramatic i genuinely. know that no one else is spending every waking moment thinking about the things i am the way i do#and it's so incredibly depressing i can't even explain it in a way that will make sense#because i want to talk about it so fucking bad and i can't. even to my friends and gf who always listen i end up feeling annoying#and then i get genuinely delusional not like tiktok girl voice delulu like i genuinely start questioning my entire reality#just if i talk about something a little too much#bc i'm convinced i'm fucking annoying and no one gets it and they're thinking bad things about me#but i know they wouldn't. but it feels like they are#idk#anyways !
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okkottsus · 1 year
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ive noticed that pretty much everyone in blue lock uses the others’ last name by default to talk to or abt them, with the exception of reo (and rin, but thats cause he has the same last name as sae, probably). no one really ever calls reo by his last name and i wonder if theres a reason behind it? is it bc he doesnt want to be associated with his family and everyone respects that ?? is it bc he exudes that easy to talk aura so they were comfortable enough with him from the start ?? is it bc they heard nagi call him reo so they all went along with it ?? is it sth else or is it just a complete coincidence ?? i need to know 
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