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[ ... ] perception, communication ⸻ the actions you take in life are forced upon you infinitely. ironic, isn't it? 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

#𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 : a private & highly selective gojō satoru of 呪術廻戦 by gege akutami. headcanon & lore-heavy, drawing inspiration from the animanga & light novels.  open to crossovers, original characters & multimuses ! 21+ only. written by kae ( 30, she/they )

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oh shit

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this was a unique tone , only used when the recipient felt like something close to home ; threaded between an intimate closeness and an unnamed desire that they both kept to themselves yet lived in flawlessly . as she chews the potatoes from the dish in her lap , an equally homely sentiment she'd only trust suguru to recognize and actively , knowingly utilize , tired eyes continue to soften in recognition of her exhaustion , giving a title to what she was feeling . ❝ . . . i like the morgue better than the dorms when you guys aren't here . ❞ spoken in truth was she tortures a slice of carrot with her chopsticks , swaying it against the bowl's side to cool it with each swing in the air above the liquid . ❝ . . . at least here , nobody's pretending to be less miserable than they are . ❞ it was the nature of being involved with corpses and wounded ; at least they vocalized their pain aloud and didn't have the option of keeping it all closed up in their chest , or they wouldn't be here , seeking her help . but she recognizes what he's here for , and rolls her chair over to flip the textbooks shut with her free hand , shoving post-it notes in the pages , reports , anything that wasn't actually a bookmark .

❝ . . . you're not . ❞ her tongue is as dry and sharp as it usually is , putting a stop to the idiocy she sniffs out like a hound trained for it . she doesn't want company , even if his company is better than most , nay , the best at times like these , stuck in deep contemplation and forgetting the nagging physical needs of her own body . it was a natural disconnection , but it happened at the worst times & more often than not now . whether it was the fault of her mental stress or the heat was anyone's guess , frankly . ❝ . . . and they say I'm the one with the chronic insomnia around here . ❞

He drops his weight to the edge of the desk that's beside her, long legs dangling. "And you're working overtime because ..."" he drawls, clearly trying to prompt the words out of her. He glances around to scope out the room's mess of textbooks, open notes. he knows her well enough to know the answer, but in making her say it, try to justify it? merely a way to make her acknowledge it.

once she unwraps the chopsticks, he finds himself watching for a moment. watches as she takes the fire bite, smiling to himself mostly. the smile is subtle but present. that is, until she pokes him, and it still makes him laugh, "Coulda, shoulda, woulda." he answers back in both that tone of exhaustion, yet fond affection for her. "Hang on... doesn't the same go for you? Or are we both pretending this isn't your fusion library-slash-crypt?" he can entertain it.

when asked if he needed something for the insomnia, he leans forward a little, hands folded loosely between his legs. Thinks about it. The real answer is sitting right next to him stealing little bites of stew, and maybe part of him doesn't entirely realize it yet, either. Instead, he tilts his head, lazily grinning at her, teasing of course,

"How am I supposed to keep you company on this bottomless shift if I'm asleep?"

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okay so if i were to do plotted starters . . . who'd be interested and with which muse ?

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❝ according to the school ? about six hours ago . ❞ her voice is low and dry as it usually is , filled with the remnants of smoke that she's trying not to currently dirty the pristine workspace with , and by pristine she means clean , not organized . her textbooks are all open on a patient bed , empty and unused , but she's been studying for the exams as dutifully as she could force herself . underneath all of that , a folded up , minimized portion of patience and kindness that she doesn't display for anyone else ; just for suguru . though she watches him unpack the bag with tired eyes , she's still softened them up considerably ; it could be the late hour or the exhaustion , or some ungodly combination , but she holds the chopsticks in her hands as she unwraps them , a metal pair she liked for the ease of care , unlike wooden pairs . the nikujaga is her victim first , and she swirls it in the bowl for a moment like contemplating something before she folds her leg over the other and risks pulling it into her lap . shoko never outright stated it was one of her favorites , but it couldn't escape suguru , could it ? ❝ you should have gone to sleep . ❞ she reminds him gently with her chopsticks being used to spear the point against his chest with a gesture . ❝ need something for the insomnia ? ❞ a routine question ; she had to ask , had to know if this was a business call or a personal one for sure , even as she lifts the potatoes to her lips and consumes them in precious bites , small and easy , but starving .

He had just gotten back from his latest mission earlier that evening, exhausted, and simultaneously restless. Even this late, his room is crowded by thoughts. Intrusive thoughts he doesn't want to sit with. It was always like this after missions these days. So, he does what he always did when insomnia hits. anything that can occupy his thoughts and attention. Finding something becomes her.

Suguru has observed the patterns enough as of late. She never ate right, pushed past her limits and if he knew her like he thinks he does.. she definitely hasn't eaten. He got that, and too well. Broth was boiled, Butajiru heated up, and nikujaga poured into a sealed container. a makeshift bento, if you will. all stored within a bag, he found her exactly where he expected her. morgue lights were dimmed, and the sight of her hunched over.

after she accepts, he looks at her, as if questioning the shift change. "Oh, is that what we're calling it now?" already moving to grab an extra chair as he heads on over to the desk, "Wasn't doing anything else." implying he's agreeing to it; as if it isn't 3 in the morning. He drops the bag onto the tabletop surface, glancing back over to her, "and apparently.. they leave you down here to starve." he half jokes, though.. they both know it's not actually a joke. merely just an understanding between them that could only come from the shared absence of their youth amidst long hours. overworked hours.

there's only one chair, which is fine, he doesn't mind one way or another. as he helps her set up with the food, he leans his hip against the edge of the desk alongside her as she undoes the chopsticks and utensils that are neatly rolled up in a napkin. "What time do you get off?"

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👀 (honestly annoying of me to send for sugu 🥰🥰$ gimme both

❝ i guess . if tall , brooding , and dark is your type . dangerously attractive , wouldn't recommend it . the type of attractive that you should probably talk to your therapist about . ❞ ieiri answers bluntly , taking her cigarette out of her mouth to grace the inquiry with her full attention . ❝ i can see the conventionally attractive personality that takes care of others , but that means he's going to attract train wrecks . the type you'd never get over if he broke up with you . ❞

❝ he’s like . . . hot , obviously , but in a ‘ your therapist would say this is a pattern ’ kind of way . ❞ satoru finds the time to quip off of shoko's response , bouncing off of her words like it was completely natural , but with that theatrical flair that he has to push his glasses to the side for .

send a 👀 for an attractiveness rating from my muses .

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"Just get some rest. You need it."

❝ don't you need it too ? ❞ admittedly , his knowledge of his new ' sibling ' was limited to what he learned at jujutsu technical , but he wasn't entirely clueless on the matter . vessel or not , all humans needed some period of rest , didn't they ? it was just a human need ! but he was half curse , so maybe the needs were more diminished because of that ? was that possible ? then again , his sibling was taking the lead here as they crossed dangerous territory , infested with the remnants of the curses released by that guy with the long hair and gojo - kesa . choso seemed more determined than usual , but that could be yuuji's own imagination getting the better of him or . . . maybe it was . . . ❝ wait , don't tell me you were slowing down for me ! ❞ the guffaw was only half dramatic as he adjusted his collar , ❝ m ' fine ! so , don't slow down for me . . . ! ❞ he needed to get as far away from the others as possible before the manhunt began ; needed to get sukuna away from them . this , they were still in eyeshot of the shibuya remains , he couldn't accept that as a safe distance . . . !

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"Hey, I made you food." (Sugushooo)

heavy eyes can hardly tear themselves away from the table , where eons and a plethora of information expose themselves on different pages . shoko's new bedroom had taken an abrupt shift from the girl's dorms straight to the facility's morgue , and it was thankless but a quiet environment , a clinical and familiar atmosphere amongst an intimate chill she knew like a lover . but a voice breaks that ice , snaps the established chill in half with his presence , bringing with him a new warmth and life even though the man breaking through barely had any of that to offer to others . her watch said 3 am . her heart said there was no bedtime for her . no dinner either . she didn't deserve it if she couldn't fix the problems she was here specifically to aid in . but she lifts her head anyway to address her best friend for the summer , rubbing one hand down her face to reset the screwed up focus she'd had it frozen into for hours . exhaustion shouldn't affect her , but it's written all over her face that it does . summer schooling schedules don't change that . ❝ want to stay until shift change ? ❞ ( there never will be a shift change . beat . it's a joke she's not sure lands . ) ❝ . . . thanks . ❞

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Gentle Care

Taking care of them...

"Hey, it's okay. Show me?"

"What did they do to you?"

"Don't cry - I've got you."

"That's okay - get it all out."

"Deep breath, I have you."

"Sh, sh, I'm going to patch you up."

"I've got a bandage for you."

"This is going to sting, but we have to clean this."

"Oh - okay - we're hugging about this, okay."

"It'll all feel better in the morning."

"I can't believe someone would do this to you..."

"I'm going to protect you."

"Get some rest. I'm not going anywhere."

"You're safe now."

"I'm just going to wipe your face."

"When's the last time you cried like this?"

"There's nothing wrong with you, I promise."

"One day, you'll be okay. For now? It's okay to hurt."

"You want a hug?"

"I've got a blanket for you."

"Nice and cosy..."

"It's okay if you fall asleep."

"Just get some rest. You need it."

"Hey, I made you food."

"I know it's easy to forget to eat when you feel like this."

"You don't need to feel guilty."

"It wasn't your fault."

"Do you want a hot chocolate?"

"There's nothing better than a toasted marshmallow."

"Just hold onto me. There we go."

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anyway . time to drop some language things to prove sukuna isn't just a mindless monster like half this fandom thinks he is from my other blog . enjoy .

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a post about some unshared headcanons pertaining to shoko ! - born in and spend her childhood in setagaya-ku . it's a good and safe location , but she always thought the patterns gave it a cold , distant feeling . her parents were those who valued results and academics , and didn't often show affection . still , good results meant a pat on the head . she knew how to take her own temperature by seven . - always had an anxiety induced oral fixation . even as a child she chewed straws , candy sticks , and was scolded for it not being ladylike . she got sneakier since then . cigarettes are the natural progression of this , and she's known to chew her lip when lacking . - her natural body temperature is low . she's very prone to freezing . - shoko identifies as someone who ' doesn't care about romance ' , but she would identify as a demisexual/romantic for her own sake . she tends to keep her heart carefully guarded at all times , and it takes years to wear her down . the same goes for her being sexual , that is to say . . . she isn't .

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the more i & someone else interact , the more likely they are to get a custom dynamics tag on the aesthetic blog at @eienta on the new blog . so . folds hands . where's the choso to my yuki . when is my yuji gonna get a meg . or meg getting a yuuji . don't be shy fr . i reflect your energy . there's already a stsg tag & a sugusho tag .

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remember when yuu was all alone both in the friends department ( because he didn't want to hurt them any more than he already has ) and the family department ( his grandfather was dead , his parents missing and presumed dead ) and he got to lean on his new family , choso after shibuya for support not only because he was a half curse and could take more damage than a human , but because he was yuu's family now ? i do . i think about it a lot .

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I honestly think your portrayal is amazing! Even if we may not write together, I'm still always in awe of you and your writing!

but we SHOULD do something ! ! ! ! ! if yours amazes me and mine amazes you , that's the obvious conclusion ! ! ! !

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hi hello i just got here, but from what i've glanced at so far — your characterizations are Very Compelling and i'm so very excited to learn more !!!

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AMUUUU 💕 i love all the small intricate details you put into your replies in general but i esp adore the quirks, mannerisms and hcs you come up with for both Shoko & Mimiko ; your lil weird girls (affectionate) 💜💜💜 i swear the things you say do and write for them sometimes feels like im interacting directly with canon LOL. Big fan  :)

ur biased tho . ( affectionate )