#fshguro

[mundmutter]

@fshguro / sc.

― 🜛 ― " Fushiguro-kun, would you care for some barley tea? "    said tea was already poured into a beautifully green clay cup, held out in gentle offering from her seating at the kotatsu. Though she had not been filled in on every detail, she knew that being young was a battle all on its own. He needn't bare his soul, but she would lend her ears  ( and her teacups ) regardless. . . she did consider these children to be such important souls.    " You've been through quite a lot lately, are you alright? "

[vesselmade-a]

it’s  almost  been  a  year. this  week , the  collective  memory  of  the  tragedy  in  shinjuku  weighed  heavily  on  everyone. itadori  found  himself  grappling  with  memories  that  swirled  relentlessly  in  his  mind. despite  the  passage  of  time , these  wounds  never  fully  healed. they  served  as  a  permanent  reminder  etched  into  his  being , akin  to  the  scars  on  his  skin — a  constant  echo  of  a  day  that  changed  everything. he  still  wasn’t  sure  if  he  had  even  deserved  to  make  it  out  alive.  a  part  of  him  had  already  died  that  day.  

yet , he  continued  breathing , his  heart  persistently  beating  with  each  passing  day. and  maybe , just  maybe , the  reason  for  his  continued  existence  lay  in  megumi. someone  who  endured  as  much  pain  as  he  did — the  person  he  cared  deeply  for , the  one  he  loved. for  megumi’s  sake , itadori  felt  an  unspoken  commitment , a  determination  to  protect  him , a  willingness  to  traverse  any  distance  or  endure  any  trial  just  to  ensure  that  he  could  see  another  year.  

but  today  was  special. or  ,  it  should  be.  itadori  didn’t  plan  on  going  all  out.  he  knew  well  enough  that  it  wouldn’t  be  what  he  wanted.  he’d  made  breakfast  for  him  to  have  in  bed.  and ,  now ,  he’s  just  put  the  finishing  touches  on  the  cupcakes  he  made. he  arranged  everything  nicely  on  the  tray  along  with  a  single  cupcake  and  a  candle  stuck  right  in  the  middle.  with  a  nod  to  himself  he  picked  it  up  and  makes  his  way  to  @fshguro's room  ,  using  his  foot  to  lightly  knock  on  the  door.  balancing  the  food  on  one  arm  he  pushes  his  way  in  and  offers  a  smile.

❛❛  you’re  awake  .  .  .  good  morning.  ❜❜  setting  the  tray  down  on  the  table  next  to  the  bed  he  sits  on  the  edge. leaning  forward , he  planted  a  tender  kiss  on  his  forehead.  his  lips  then  moved  closer , gently  pressing  against  megumi’s. ❛❛  happy  birthday.  ❜❜

[jikoku-a]

this blog is getting too cluttered for my tastes, so i'm moving ! most muses will be staying under the multimuse umbrella, others will be getting solo blogs. for now, this blog is archived ! i won't be following first on these other blogs for a bit, just to let me get a general idea of who still wants to interact.

denji -> @muttji

ezreal -> @ezrl

megumi -> @fshguro

yuta -> @cursebond

all other animanga muses -> @jikoku

league of legends muses -> @svellsongur (I'M SORRY IF YOU CAME FROM THE OLD VERSION I'M INDECISIVE)

[impishsensei]

song challenge

share at least 5 songs that you associate with or remind you of your muse(s)! i'm gonna post for all my blogs on here lol so ft. @muryonokansei

satoru

"hey daddy (daddy's home)" by usher

"norman fucking rockwell" by lana del rey

"i'm him" by winner

"tití me preguntó" by bad bunny

"what was i made for?" by billie eilish

yuuji

"skyfall" by adele

"work out" by j. cole

"roxanne" by arizona zervas

“hypnotize” by the notorious b.i.g.

"all i wanna do" by jay park

maki

"girl all the bad guys want" by bowling for soup

"boss bitch" by doja cat

"bad girls" by m.i.a.

"cinderella" by tata young

"savage" by megan thee stallion

tagged by: @strawdxll

tagging: @2xcursekissed @celesticlnstcrs (for shoto) @cvrseduser @fshguro @getsusekaii (for yuji) @rake-rake (for yuta) @ntzenin @jikangairodo + whoever else wants to do this

[fshguro]

         with this treasure, i summon ... # fshguro is an   independent  &   private  roleplay blog featuring megumi fushiguro, the wielder of the ten shadows, from  gege akutami’s manga series   jujutsu kaisen ! written  by kai     (     1999,     he  /  him     )      as   heavily  influenced  by   personal  headcanons.

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[impishsensei]

character info sheet

name: 五条悟 Gojo Satoru.

name meaning: the name satoru derives from the japanese verb "to know" or "understand". the kanji used in satoru's name specifically means "enlightenment" (悟).

alias: the strongest, blindfolded idiot/idiot

ethnicity: Japanese

picture/icon you like best of your character: putting two bc i'm torn :p (putting the rest under the cut bc this is p long)

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ : 

he is a huge sone (fan of girl's generation). in general i imagine he's a huge fan of 2nd gen kpop. i can see him being part of the war between snsd and 2ne1 fans... in modern non-sorcery au he probably has an edgy account where he talks endless shit abt p much any release past 2015 (aside from his faves). yes ik this is goofy but just hear me out and see the vision. his bias is yuri c: // just wanna say when i joke abt this it does not reflect how i feel lmao

i'm not sure if it's ever been addressed why satoru doesn't drink ? but regardless of whatever chatgeget said idgaf, i'm taking canon from him and making my own. anyway i say that satoru doesn't drink because it messes with his six eyes too much... tho i do love the idea that he got wasted someday and it was horrendous. idk it just makes sense. he keeps from it as a precaution lmao

greg claims satoru is a natural genius at everything but i reject that because i think it'd be funny if he's a disaster in the kitchen. actually most household type stuff, i think he'd be horrendously bad at it... cooking is the worst tho. do NOT let gojo into the kitchen he will blow that shit tf up.

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ :

ik canon says he has no hobbies bc he can do anything but I reject that once more. satoru likes to watch tv... he loves movies, reality tv, and soap operas especially. idk he seems like the kind of guy that looooooves juicy drama

taking the students out into the city, like to eat or sight see or other super fun stuff. satoru doesn't get that much time off, but he likes to use the sundays he does have for this

when he's not doing his work as a sorcerer/teacher or any of the above stuff... he dates around. he's a bit for the streets... nothing ever lasts long, but satoru craves companionship. he usually ends up fucking it up just by being busy, or ghosts because he believes serious romance is just something he can't do

sɪx ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇs / ʟᴏᴠᴇs :

everyone obviously,,, though if i have to narrow it down then megumi, suguru, tsumiki, shoko, ijichi, yaga and all of his other old classmates and students. he deeply treasures these ppl in his life, and he takes being the strongest to heart so much bc it means protecting them and/or fostering their growth

ᴛᴡᴏ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛs :

not noticing something was wrong with suguru sooner

not having more time with everyone before, ya know... :c

ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs :

i don't think satoru has like... any legit/proper phobias? i do think he is scared of being hurt deeply tho, like how he felt when suguru defected. he doesn't want to feel that way again so he maintains a bit of distance (or tries to)

staying alone always. he already feels alone but just... lowkey hopes that it won't always be that way (ig he never really realized how much everyone around him loved him ;3;)

tagged by: @wormb0i tagging: @cvrseduser @2xcursekissed @celesticlnstcrs (ik lee already tagged u but for jing maybe?) @jikoku/@fshguro @getsusekaii / @ofstygiaan / @kakovoulos (u don't gotta do all just pick one of ur muses lmao) @jikangairodo @divinezenin @phonokinetix @sheblomd @vulpesse

[vesselmade-a]

they've been through so much together. the scarring on yuji's face, the marred skin at his lip and brow, they're only outward proof of the internal fight. in their first year of high school, saying goodbye to the old and ushering in the new was a painful process. this time, the wounds are not so fresh, but the mood is still somber. it's so cold that megumi can see his breath turning to wisps of condensation with each slow exhale, the frost tinting his nose and ears pink. as the first fireworks start, it only feels right to take his boyfriend's hands into his own. "happy new year, yuji." it's painful, but they have each other. he's still shy about it, always is, but presses his lips to his boyfriend's in a chaste kiss.

just  a  year  ago , itadori  had  been  ringing  in  the  new  year  alongside  his  grandfather , back  when  life  was  simpler  and  filled  with  warmth. now , as  he  stood  gazing  up  at  the  vibrant  fireworks  painting  the  night  sky , a  sigh  escaped him. his  life  had  dramatically  changed  in  such  a  short  span , and  the  stark  contrast  struck  him. the  festivities  around  him  felt  hollow , a  reminder  of  the  void  left  by  those  who  wouldn’t  join  him  as  they  moved  forward.

yet , amidst  this  upheaval , one  constant  remained - megumi. itadori  turned  to  look  at  his  boyfriend , finding  solace  in  his  presence. while  the  holiday  season  seemed  less  joyful  without  some  faces , having  megumi  by  his  side  was  a  comforting  certainty. he  knew  he’d  go  to  great  lengths  for  him , having  traversed  through  hell , facing  adversity  just  to  stand  here  today  with  him.

a  faint  smile  crossed  his  lips  as  he  felt  @fshguro’s  hands  in  his  own. he  reciprocated  the  soft  kiss  without  hesitation. it  was  these  moments  that  felt  the  most  vulnerable , but  itadori  welcomed  the  feeling , understanding  the  depth  of  emotions  shared  between  them. drawing  his  hands  away  momentarily , itadori  pulled  megumi  close , wrapping  his  arms  around  him  in  a  warm  embrace. he  rested  his  head  against  megumi’s  neck , the  closeness  grounding  him  amidst  the  thoughts  swirling  in  his  mind.

“happy  new  year , megumi. ”

[vesselmade-a]

#VESSELMADE   hello  and  welcome! this  is  an  independent  and  highly  selective  portrayal  of   yuji itadori  from  Jujutsu Kaisen.  gumi, twenty - four , est 2023 , she / her. my  version  of  yuji is  pretty  much  canon  but this blog includes  my  own  headcanons  and  personal  ideas. CARRD (tba)

affiliated with : fudō suiren – kusattainu / choso – chikyodai / gojō satoru – nvictive / megumi fushiguro – fshguro

[vesselmade-a]

they  still  had  two  months  left  before  school  resumed , and  time  seemed  to  sprint  ahead , leaving  itadori  lagging  behind.  it  wasn’t  easy  to  adjust  to  life  after  .  .  .  the  events  in  shinjuku. friends  he  once  turned  to  weren’t  there  anymore.  he  had  new  abilities , new  things  to  learn  and  understand. he  now  had  a  brother  to  whom  he  was  trying  to  get  to  know. it  was  a  lot  but  this  was  his  life  now. sometimes  it  didn’t  feel  real. at  times , it  felt  surreal , waking  up  each  day  to  encounter  a  changed  reflection  in  the  mirror. pondering  what  life  might  have�� been  without  consuming  the  finger , he  couldn’t  help  but  harbor  some  regrets  and  carry  a  bit  of  residual  blame. despite  this , he  held  onto  the  hope  that  things  would  gradually  improve.

" didn’t we agree to do this together? " / @fshguro

the  boy  nearly  jumped  when  he  entered  the  kitchen , his  arms  laden  with  groceries. it  was  almost  noon , and  he  had  been  up  since  before  the  break  of  dawn. placing  the  bags  on  the  counter , he  offered  a  sheepish  smile.  ❛❛  i  didn’t  want  to  wake  you  up.  ❜❜  once  his  hands  were  free , he  leaned  over  to  press  his  lips  gently  to  megumi’s  temple. stepping  back , he  washed  his  hands  and  began  unpacking  the  groceries , planning  to  cook  dinner  together  for  the  others later  that  evening. itadori  had  the  idea  because  he  cherished  spending  time  with  his  boyfriend , and  besides  that , there  was  still  much  for  choso  to  discover  and  learn  about , hence  their  current  setup. 

pausing  in  his  task , he  turned  to  face  megumi , raising  an  eyebrow  as  he  reached  out  to  place  a  hand  on  his  side.  ❛❛  are  you  mad  that  i  went  without  you ?  ❜❜  his  fingers  lightly  playfully  jabbed  megumi’s  side , accompanied  by  a  boyish  grin.  ❛❛  wipe  that  look  off  your  face  because  i  actually  bought  you  something.  ❜❜

[vesselmade-a]

he  found  himself  back  in  shibuya , staring  at  the  gaping  hole  that  loomed  before  him , its  echoes  carrying  the  screams  all  around. this  was  a  nightmare ; itadori  was  certain  of  that. footsteps  approached , and  there  he  was — the  king  of  curses , wearing  a  smug  look  as  if  reveling  in  the  chaos. take  a  good  look , brat.  his  voice  itself was taunting. blood  stained  his  hands. wasn’t  this  all  his  fault ? hadn’t  he  caused  this  devastation ? he  tried  to  flee , but  wherever  he  turned , it  was  an  unending loop , sukuna’s  laughter  growing  more  deafening. desperately  pleading  for  release , he  felt  hands  clawing  at  him , dragging  him  deeper  into  the  darkness  until —

he  woke  up  with  a  piercing  scream , the  terror  gripping  him  so  tightly  that  he  thrashed  about , desperate  to  free  himself  from  the  constricting  blankets. his  clothes  felt  suffocating , and  his  heart  raced  wildly , threatening  to  break  free  from  his  chest. it  took  a  moment  to  reorient  himself , to  recognize  the  room , and  the  instant  his  eyes  met  @fshguro's , relief  washed  over  him ; he  was  safe. his  chest  rose  and  fell  in  ragged  breaths , and  he  had  to  glance  at  his  scarred  hands  to  confirm  they  weren't  drenched  in  blood. you're  fine , you're  safe. though  guilt  still  clawed  at  his  mind  as  he  looked  at  his  boyfriend.

❛❛   hey  i’m  .  .  .  i'm  sorry  i  didn’t  mean  to  wake  you  like  this.  ❜❜  he  hadn’t  much  talked  about  his  nightmares  since  it  happened.  in fact , he  had  hardly  brought  it  up  at  all.  he  wasn’t  comfortable  keeping  this  from  megumi. they used  to  be  more  open  with  each  other , yet  here  he  was , prioritizing  others  over  himself. standing  there  next  to  the  bed , he  felt  uncertain , not  knowing  what  to  do  with  himself.  ❛❛  please , go  back  to  sleep.  i’ll  just  go  somewhere  else  so  you  can  rest.  ❜❜