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IN MY RESTLESS DREAMS, I SEE THAT TOWN.
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ratio fic pls š„ŗš
should iā¦
#this isnt jjk related but#ive started playing honkai star rail#and i lowkey want to write for ratio#+ other characters too#hmm šš
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gojo satoru who says āthis oneās for you, babe!ā while looking directly into your eyes, shooting the basketball in the hoop and missing completely
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listening to young and beautiful by lana del rey and my GOD does this song scream nanami kento
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SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK .. feat. gojo satoru
.. two star-crossed lovers who make an oath to love each other like theyāve never loved before in their next life.
content: 1.8k words, fem!reader, angst (with a little comfort), first half takes place during chapter 236, (so MAJOR manga spoilers ahead) character death, reincarnation au, gojo is a future lawyer, VERY bittersweet
author's note: it's been a minute since i've last uploaded a fic lmao </3 i've mainly been doing smau's (because they're very fun to do and take less effort) but here's a short gojo fic that's been resting in my drafts for a while. it's a reincarnation au that i wrote while listening to slow dancing in the dark..so enjoy! -kami <3
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itās cold on the battlefield.
the wind nips at your skin until it feels like youāre about to freeze over. you feel the coldness seeping into your skināentering and traveling up your veins until it eventually reaches your already ice-cold heart.Ā
the scene in front of you feels all too familiar. youāve seen it a thousand times over in the pastāthe image plaguing your sleep, turning whatās supposed to be a time to rest into a time of nightmares and waking up in a cold sweat. your lover, gojo satoru, is on the ground, eyes on the precipice of losing its shine. and thereās red, fuckāthereās so much red. a pool of red lies underneath gojo and itās all you can see.
usually, at this point, youād wake up, mind all over the place and heart racing. satoru⦠whereās satoru? youād panic, feeling the covers for your lover and exhaling a sigh of relief when you find him curled up next to you.Ā
heād always get up after you, knowing that youād experience the occasional nightmare of him leaving you. satoru understands this very well. he has nightmares of you leaving him too. heād make sure to hug your shaking, crying form until your sobs eventually ceased. āiām right here, love. iām not going anywhere. iām the strongest, you know? you should have more faith in me.ā
wake up. y/n. this isnāt real, right? wake up. you pinch your skin and dig your nails into your palms, hoping to wake up from this nightmare. except, you donāt wake up, and with the newly made marks etched on your skin lighting your nerves on fire, you realize this isnāt a dream. this time, gojoās not there to ease your worries and reassure you that heās aliveāthat heās never going to leave your side.
with that realization, you feel yourself moving again. you scream satoruās name with a voice plagued with nothing but agony and despair. you run over to his side, panic filling your senses when you feel his body and get all the red on your hands. red. itās never had a negative connotation to you before. there was red on the roses that satoru had given you on valentines day. red on the heart-shaped gold necklace heād gifted you on your anniversary (that youāve never taken off since). red on the box of chocolates that heād given to you on an ordinary day. āwhat? does there have to be a special occasion to show my girlfriend how much i love her?ā
now, your perception of the color red has been tainted for the rest of your life. itās the only thing you can see, and you want to close your eyes forever just so you donāt have to see that crimson shade ever again. āsatoru, you said youād never leave... you lied to me!ā
he coughs weakly, using all his remaining strength to weakly take your hands in his. thereās a small smile on his face, and his peaceful expression only makes you sob harder. an expression that shows that heās accepted his fate. āgosh, iām getting your clothes all dirty. iām sorry, princessā¦ā
ācan you promise me something, though? before iām goneā¦ā he whispers, and you nod your head, ready to do anything for him. āpromise me weāll meet again, okay?ā
that catches you off guard. āwā¦what do you mean?ā
āweāll meet again, in another life, and iāll love you all over again.ā he smiles cheekily, and you hold his hand a little tighter, sobs racking your core and making your entire body shake. āhave you ever imagined living a normal life? a life where sorcerers and curses are all alien words, and iām not āthe strongestā?ā¦a life where iām just like everyone else, and i get to marry you because no shitty higher-ups are holding me back anymore. god, i think about that all the time. iāve realized that iād like that version of life with you more than anything.ā
you think that everyone in the jujutsu society has had that thought at least once. sometimes, the idea of being an ignorant civilian unknowingly living in a world filled with curses and despair seemed preferable. and yet, youāve chosen to be a sorcerer, and perhaps this is the worst part to it. constantly losing the ones youāve held closest to your heartāall to protect a group of people who arenāt even remotely aware of the sacrifices that sorcerers have made so that they can live a normal life.Ā
āiāve always wanted that too, sātoru.ā you whisper, in fear of your voice breaking if you speak too loudly. āyeah⦠a regular life without curses. what do you think itāll be like?ā
āhm⦠let me think. iāve always wanted to be a dad, yāknow?ā satoru teases, and the two of you are lost in your own world as you both envision a life where you can be together without any repercussions. āmegumi doesnāt count, cause ām not his biological dad. i want a little me running around in a house that weāve worked so hard to buy. and who knows? maybe weāll have more kids. maybe one or two more-ā
āthree kids?! thatās a lot, satoru.ā you say in mock surprise, though you canāt expect less from your boyfriend. āhey.. does that mean weāll get married?ā
āof course, sweetheart. youāre the only love iāve ever known. ām sorry i have to leave you like this. but iāll come back for you in our next life, okay?ā he hisses as he uses all his strength to grip your shaky hands a little tighter. you can tell his adrenalineās wearing off, but youāre not ready to let go.
iāll come back for you in our next life.
every second youāll spend waiting for satoru seems like an eternity.Ā āiāll propose to you with a beautiful ring ānd youāll beā¦ā
he coughs up a little bit of blood, voice hoarse and barely holding on. yet, gojo persists on using whatever strength he has to talk to you.
āyouāll be y/n gojo. i like the sound of thatā¦ā he whispers, and both of you know that his time has run out. the red on your skin is beginning to dry, and it feels like itās tainted you forever. āi love you, princess.ā
āi love you too, satoru. iāll see you soon.ā gojoās grip on your hands loosen. you whisper his name again, looking for a response, but youāre only met with silence. heās left you alone just like how everyone else has left you. nanami, geto, haibara, and now satoru.
you donāt scream or sob once you realize that satoruās gone. in fact, your tears have ceased, but it's instead replaced with this empty feelingālike a hollow hole in your chest that canāt be filled with anything to make you feel whole again.
the battlefield is cold, but gojoās limp body feels colder.
gojo satoru is twenty-two years old. heās a slightly above-average man (both figuratively and literally) standing at six foot three, boasting looks thatāll make anyone fawn over him. it took him almost two years to decide on a major, but after trying a little bit of everything (and falling asleep during every business class that he took with his friend nanami) satoru settled on choosing a political science major to become a lawyer.
despite having looks that grant him the ability to get any girl that he wants, satoruās spent his whole life looking for a girl that heās never even met before.
he remembers everythingāand every part about you. sometimes, he thinks that all the memories heās spent with you were just some sort of dream, and yet, they seemed so vivid. sometimes, satoru chastises himself, a part of him wanting to just move on from you because he doesnāt even know if you actually existāand yet, heās been trying his entire life to find you because his memories told him that āhe promised he wouldā.
were they memories or were they dreams? he doesnāt know what to think anymore.
but then, gojo satoru finally gets his questions answered one spring afternoon.
he passes by a cute bakery while walking home from school, and feels his taste buds waking up as he stares at all the mouth-watering sweets displayed behind the storeās glass. the bakery has a wide variety of baked goods, as well as coffee. satoruās so busy looking at the menu that the second he looks at the cashier, he feels his entire world stop.
itās you.
and at that moment, satoru could feel all the memories flooding back in. no, they werenāt dreams. they were memories. satoru has lived a completely different life before this one, and this was a new life, a second life that was granted to satoru from whatever deity there was out there. all he ever wanted was to live a normal life without being renowned as āthe strongestā, and most importantly, he wanted to live a normal life with you in the epicenter of it.Ā
you. his entire world. his lifeline.
and now, youāre right in front of him, and satoru feels like heās sixteen all over againāthe year that you met him when you transferred into jujutsu high. the year you turned his entire world upside down. the year youāas well as his other friends, taught him how to live for a moment without caring about the overbearing pressure of expectation that was ever-present on his shoulders.
a glimmer of gold on your neck catches satoruās eye.
it was the heart-shaped gold necklace that heād given to you on your anniversary. the heart itself was crystallized red, and when you asked gojo to clasp it around your neck, youāve always kept it on you.
he wonders if you ever took it off after he died.
āy/n?ā the whisper almost felt pathetic with how much emotion he poured into it. you look up from your phone and finally meet his gaze for the first time in years.
two star-crossed lovers who made an oath to love each other like theyāve never loved before in their next life. the two of you have finally crossed paths againābut wait, thereās something terribly wrong.
āy/n? yeah⦠thatās my name.ā you say, looking at your name tag that was pinned onto your apron. a look of confusion is etched onto your faceāthe man in front of you is looking at you with so much familiarity that you feel the need to know who he is. silvery white hair, cerulean blue eyes. his appearance makes him stand out so much that you wouldāve definitely known who he was. you awkwardly adjust your name tag, unable to find any words to say other than:
āiām sorry, but do i know you?ā
#reblogging this for all my new followers#its one of my favorite fics that ive ever written#gojo satoru ā
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jjk chapter 261 leaks
hello gojo fans how are we feeling after this heartbreak
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saw this template and thought of one man and one man only
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what in the WORLD is happening in jujutsu kaisen manga right now
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[huge jjk chapter 259 spoilers]
choso fans how are we feeling right neow⦠š
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posted a new drabble to try and get back into the swing of things :3
#i come back and none of the links are clickable on this hellsite#please fix this tumblr!!!#anywayss how is everyone doing :)
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late | satoru gojo drabble

satoru who falls in love with you, a non-sorcerer. when you finally confess to him about how you feel, he realizes that the feeling of love is mutual.
heās supposed to feel ecstatic, but he canāt find it in him to feel that way. instead, he feels nothing but dread.
he feels dread because before he knows it, he freezes up and rejects your confession. āiām sorry, y/n. i just donāt feel the same way.ā
god, he was such a shit-faced liar.
his words werenāt true at all. satoru has never wanted someone so badly in his life, but he knows that thingsāll be better off this way. satoru knows that youāll be safer if you donāt associate with him anymore. after all, with the rising number of curses in japan, itāll only be a matter of time before youāll be used as a target. and what if he canāt be there to protect you? satoru doesnāt even want to think about what could possibly happen to you then.
he thinks back to riko and frowns. he canāt let that happen again. he promised himself heād never let something like that happen ever again.
at first, he thinks that rejecting you was the best move he had to make, all for your safety⦠but satoru has never felt stupider in his life.
because as the months pass by without you in his life anymore, he slowly realizes.
āā¦iām the strongest alive, so why am i letting this interfere with who i want to be with? i love y/n, and iāll kill any damn curse that even thinks of laying a hand on her. so why should i let this stop me from being with who i love?ā
before heās even realized it, heās teleported to your place. he just needs to talk to you. he needs a few minutes to just explain everything.
except⦠satoruās a few months too late.
he sees you. youāre as beautiful as ever, and youāre leaving your house⦠but youāre not alone. youāre with another man, and you look at him with nothing but love and adoration as you leave to go on a date with him.
that man couldāve been him.
still, satoru wonāt interfere anymore. it seems that this is lifeās cruel message thatās been sent to him. youāve moved on, and he thinks that maybe, just maybe, itās better for things to end like this after all.
but fuck, satoru still canāt help but feel hurt in the end.
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#gojo satoru#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x y/n#gojo satoru x you#gojo x reader#gojo angst#gojo x reader angst
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could u please share ur pfp? <33
here u go nonnie :)
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missing u all t°(°.āįÆ
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#i am very much alive#just havenāt had time to write recently#iāll be on sem break for the majority of next month tho#so i have lots of things planned#:))) <3#i am thinking about you guys everyday
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CUPID IS SO DUMB! ā GOJO SATORU
star dusted arrows are standard. they have the advantage of being blessed by the gods, unable to bend or warp unless you add just the right amount of pressure. the only downside is that they are too light in the hands, practically a figment of your imagination with how the shaft would leave no impression on your palm.Ā
modern arrows have a more practical use, carbon made with hints of aluminum and soul fragments. theyāre heavier, sturdier, made to withstand even the thickest of material. satoru has been using the same arrows for a millennia, so he finds himself befuddled to find that each one of his expertly crafted projectiles are snapping like wooden twigs.
either his bad eyesight has finally caught up to him, or you were simply unloveable.
you with your pretty smile and silly heart printed headband. you who had been shot easily by his arrow only a few days prior.
somehow, despite his best efforts, silly little you was still moving through your college campus with a scarlet red arrow lodged in your lower back; invisible to the perception of mortals but a bright beacon of satoruās failure to any god who happened to pass by.Ā
he can hear the scolding now, how a cupid couldnāt even shoot an arrow! he can see the disappointed gaze of venus as she stares down at her creation. what is a god if his will can be altered by a mere mortal? what sort of spell are you casting that makes every man reject the love satoru is desperately trying to bless them with?
sure, you were a bit quirky ā but you were clearly beautiful. the fact that you had needed any intervention from a cupid at all is a mystery within itself. from what he could tell, you were kind and true; a brilliant orange blossom in a sea of weeds. someone that could rival aphrodite herself (though he of course would never say this out loud.)
according to suguru, the cupids were meant to just push you in the right direction. to give you humans that final nudge.
you have managed to turn a nudge into a full on tackle.
countless hours have been spent watching as you glide through your university, avoiding every man in your general vicinity. itās not a woman you seek (satoru has tried to pair you with the roommate you seem to spend most of your time with) and he couldnāt possibly pair you with the fictional man that runs across your television. (you should really sit further away from the screen.)
any time he finds you close to anyone, he takes a chance. shot after shot and each arrow ricochets into the nearest bush or snaps as if the mere thought of the match was absurd. he doesnāt understand you!
never in all of these years has he heard of such a case. you were infuriatingly difficult. stubborn, even! how else could he explain your inability to match with anyone? you must be doing it on purpose at this point.
satoru sulks, letting his chin rest in the palm of his hand as he leans against a building ledge. he feels the leather strap of his quiver pressing into his bare chest, his white pants low on his hips.
if he knows your schedule, you should be arriving at your favorite coffee shop in no time. itās valentineās day, after all, and they had a delicious heart shaped donut ready and fresh for customers. all heād have to do was wait. surely the ache in his wings would be worth it in the end!
he hears you before he sees you, the soft click of your shoes as they hurry down the sidewalk. you seem to be rushing, books tightly held to your chest and your hair in a simpler style than usual. you arenāt even wearing your signature heart patterned headband⦠on valentineās day.
youāre clearly not yourself and something about the thought⦠upsets satoru. you should be cheerful in that annoying way you always are. whatās going on?
youāre looking down at your phone when a man leaves the coffee shop. what appears to be a hot chocolate rests firmly in his hand. heās also not paying attention, looking in the opposite direction of you and blissfully unaware.
heās attractive enough, bright pink hair and an equally stupid grin on his face. he looks like the type of guy that would match you well (if the pink aura surrounding him was anything to go by.) a prime candidate for love, the emotion oozing out of him in waves.
satoru perks up at this. anyone from a mile away could see what was about to occur. it was a prime moment in any cupidās career, a turn of events so perfect that the stars seemed to align for this very purpose:
a meet cute.
depending on how hot that drink was, potentially a meet ugly!
the white haired angel positions his arrow in his bow, nocking the sharp point as he eyes his target. satoru lowers his chin, weight on the balls of his feet as he leans forward off of his heels.
youāre almost there now, only a few more steps until you are to meet the love of your life. the thought brings a small smirk to satoruās face. finally, youād be out of his hair. he wasnāt sure if he could watch you binge another reality tv show.
he takes in a deep breath. points, aims, and shoots.
the arrow lodges itself into the manās arm, effectively causing him to drop his drink... on the dress shoes of someone else.
it sticks! or at least⦠he think it does?
the arrow in the manās arm disappears as if it was merely a trick of the light and he sparks up a conversation with the hot chocolate victim. with the way this new darker haired man seems to be unphased, satoru assumes they are already acquainted.Ā
if the kiss the pink haired man presses onto his cheek is anything to go by, all satoru managed to do was make their love stronger.
you on the other hand are still on your phone, typing away with that cursed point still sticking out of your lower back.
a red hot blush rushes to satoruās face as he reaches for another arrow, anger rising deep in his stomach and lingering in his chest. you have managed to evade him again but this will be the last time!
he reaches into his quiver blindly, eyes focused only on you and your adorable face and pretty hair and stupidā ouch!
warmth quickly replaces the anger he felt in his chest, nervous fluttering forcing its way into his stomach. satoru quickly moves his hand away from his arrows, the smallest drop of blood blooming on his fingertip. with a shift of weight, he can tell instantly that another arrow has disappeared.
uh oh.
one glance down at the street and he can see the tension lift from your shoulders, your eyes flickering around until they lock onto his. the arrow in your back is gone, but satoru has seen that lovesick gaze many times before in training. he assumes that he wears the same one now.
his first day back on the job and he has already managed to break one of the main rules of cupidhood: donāt get pricked by your own arrow.
maybe suguru was on to something when he said to store arrows with the pointy side facing down?
youāre moving towards him now; quickly and with confusion riddled on your face. satoru wonāt lie and say he doesnāt get it. one minute youāre experiencing the worst cramp of your life and the next, the pain is alleviated and a half-dressed man is staring at you from the top of an abandoned grocery store.
maybe he could call in sick.
do cupids get sick days? if so, satoru is sure he has plenty of PTO saved up to take the rest of the day off. maybe the effects of the arrows would wear off after some well deserved rest? perhaps you wouldnāt find a celestial being to be a good option for a romantic endeavor?
by the determined look in your features, that seems unlikely.
he can hear you stomp up the stairs of the building, the metal steps creaking with every press from your shoes. satoru finds himself growing nervous, a cold sweat lingering on his forehead and hands. the arrows must be having an effect on him already, because when you finally enter the rooftop, all he can think about is how underdressed he is for the occasion.
you are his perfect match, after all.
your hands rest on your hips, your eyes looking unreasonably lovesick. as satoru goes to explain himself, you interject.
āso are you like⦠cupid or something?ā huh, you figured that out quicker than expected.
āwell, iām actuallyāā
ābecause if you are, you're⦠pretty bad at your job.ā an apologetic look appears on your features, hands clasping together as you play with your fingers.
the white haired man lets out a scoff.
āfor your information iām a cupid. thereās like⦠thousands of us or something. if anyone should complain itās me! trying to find you a match has been torture.ā
your eyes brows furrow, your arms now moving to cross over your chest. you do that a lot, fidgeting. satoru imagines that you also feel the same heat that he does. itās annoying, distracting.
thereās a twinkle in your eye, something close to teasing but not quite. āso you decided to just snatch me up for yourself? pretty drastic decision, no?ā
āthis,ā his finger points at the space between you, āwas an accident. i was trying to get you with that pink haired kid.ā
āyuuji? he has a boyfriend, stupid.ā
ācupid and yes, i know that now.ā
āthe heart eyes he was making at megumi wasnāt enough for you?ā
āmeguā isnāt that a girl name?ā
āwhy are you even here?ā you ask, deciding to ignore his comment for now.
satoru sighs, removing his quiver to show the arrows on his back. āiām a cupid, remember? iām helping humans fall in love for the holiday! you were on my list butā¦ā he glances down at his finger. āthere were complications.ā
you nod slowly, a ghost of an arrow now lingering in your lower back. āso, what now? iāve never exactly been with a cupid before.ā
your companion hums, glancing down at the coffee shop across the street. āwell iāve never even spoken to a human before so, i think youāre at an advantage.ā
itās at this moment that your stomach rumbles, an embarrassingly loud sound that canāt be covered up by the sounds of people commuting around you.
āmaybeā¦ā you start, walking towards him. āwe can grab a bite to eat?ā
he doesnāt have the heart to tell you that eating isnāt necessary for his kind. āsince iām going to probably get fired anyway? sure. might as well.ā
you smile and extend a hand to him. satoru takes it, though that same burning only gets worse, traveling up his arm and down the back of his neck.
ālead the way, little human.ā
it was going to be a long day.
note: this was definitely supposed to be longer but no matter how hard i tried the words were not coming, lmao. hopefully yāall enjoy this little valentineās day drabble anyway!
MISSROKI. all original work. do not plagiarize, translate, or repost. this includes feeding my work to ai apps and sites.
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jjk 252 leaks spoiler
CHOSO NATION WE ARE WINNING. HES BACK!!
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nerd!geto who offers to ātutorā you except the the topic is about human anatomy and you say that youāre a visual learner⦠lets just say that it only takes a few minutes until youāre āstudyingā on the bed <3
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imagine rambling about a topic that youāre really passionate about to your boyfriend, satoru. itās about something that you clearly enjoy a lot, and he could easily tell how enamored you are about it just from the look on your face. he finds himself smiling unconsciously just at how cute you are.
youāre in the middle of speaking when suddenly, you stop. youāre silent now, and you find yourself shrinking away from satoru with a frown. god, you always do this with people. you ramble about something they could really care less about, and theyāre probably thinking about how annoying you are. was he even paying attention to what you were talking about?
you feel your cheeks heating up, and you put your head in your hands. āiām sorry for talking so much. you probably donāt even wanna hear about all of this-ā
oh, but satoruās different. he gently grabs your hands so he can see your pretty face, and he smiles. satoru coaxes you to continue speaking. ādonāt say that. where did you even get that idea from? just keep talking, babyā¦
ā¦you know i love listening to everything that you have to say.ā
#this is Not me projecting btw#gojo satoru#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x y/n#gojo satoru x you#gojo x reader#gojo satoru fluff
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