#i forgot to tag them

[oh-katsuki]

tw: some jjk manga spoilers, light angst but nothing bad.. just like... yk gojo.. so it’s a little sad.. but it’s also not

gojo satoru is hesitant to fall in love. he’s never felt like the type for it, or rather, he’s refused the idea that he’s the type for it. there are very few people he can truly say he’s loved without any worry, suguru being one of them. 

it’s difficult for him to reconcile his human emotions with his inhuman strength, so he chooses to instead ignore it as best he can. as a teenager, he struggled to find the balance between weakness and vulnerability, unable to tell the difference between them. he knows now that they are different. that distinction came with age and experience but it doesn’t make it any less... terrifying. 

satoru, for better or worse, is terrified of getting close. he’s spent his whole life far away, somewhere beyond the grasp of normal humans. when suguru came into his life, it was like a part of him was bridged. he’d been given a lifeline to reach everyone else. it felt, for a short while, as if it was possible that he have a somewhat normal life. 

when suguru went mad, satoru decided that love was something he needed to keep to himself. he needs to stay away from it. love is dangerous. love blinds and binds you. satoru is not a man who can survive in a cage. he convinced himself that those bindings would be his undoing. 

you come into his life like a tremor. it is not gentle. it is not sweet. you come like a disaster to gojo. you come and bring terror in your wake. you’re a tyrant, not because you are wicked but because you are good, fundamentally so, in a way that satoru cannot grasp. and it terrifies him with just how quickly he sees it. 

satoru sees it the moment he meets you, that fundamental goodness which he believes himself to have lost a long time ago. he didn’t know people like you still existed, it seemed that when suguru died, the goodness that was previously so prevalent in the world vanished. 

he’s jealous of it. he’s jealous of the goodness you retain, even as a jujutsu sorcerer. satoru is jealous of the way you, despite the terror of it, love so boldly. to satoru, it is like an act of protest. it’s almost unfathomable. 

when he knows you, he resists romance like it is a plague. satoru closes himself off, makes himself scarce, avoids being alone with you at any and all costs. he doesn’t hate you for it, not the goodness you maintain that is owed to no other. he hates himself for his lack of it, for his stupidity and his unwanted vulnerability that seems to get more severe with every interaction you have. 

satoru chases himself around in circles over it. he finds every hoop and jumps through it, reaching for excuses as they seem to drift further and further out of his grasp. reason for his behavior eludes him because as much as he’d like to avoid you, he can’t. it’s impossible for him. he tries to convince himself that it’s not what he thinks. he doesn’t feel anything. satoru knows that if he admits it for you, he will have to admit it for everyone. 

but in his infallibility and inhuman strength, satoru forgets—almost too easily,  that he is human. that he loves. he’s terrified of it. satoru is petrified of his humanity, of his ability to make mistakes, of his ability to fall blind and bound. 

so he hates you instead. he channels his energy into what he believes to be the opposite of love. satoru tries to make an enemy out of you because he would rather hate you than love you. he tries to make an enemy out of everyone. but hate is not the opposite of love and he knows it well enough that his affliction towards you makes him feel stupid. 

he hates your smile. he hates the way you walk. he hates the little bubbling laugh you give when someone says something undeniably funny. he hates your sharp tongue. he hates the goodness inside of you that he will never match up to. satoru hates the intrusiveness with which you consume his mind, violent in nature. satoru hates your eyes and the feel of your skin and the barrier of distance that separates you both. he hates that he cannot hold you. he hates his technique. he hates that there seems to be no more room for excuses. these are fundamental truths. satoru hates so much that is has to be love. 

up until now, he’s been able to fake indifference. he’s been able to fake that aloof quality which people attribute to him in extremes. he’s been able to convince people that he’s someone he’s not. but it doesn’t work with you. you see right through him like it’s easy. 

when you look at him, you stare right through to his soul and lay it bare in front of him. when you speak, that gentle cadence of your voice slipping into the locks in his chest like a key, you speak directly to the man behind the limitless technique. satoru has never done well in a cage but he’s always been inside of one, tucked away behind carefully placed falsehoods. 

but, like anything else he does, when satoru loves— he loves deeply. when satoru can accept that he loves, he does it without hesitation and with no holds barred. he consumes and is consumed. 

so he runs himself in circles until he is too tired to deny it any longer, until it has eaten away at every defense he has left from the inside. somehow, despite his denial and his precautions, you managed to slip into his chest and now your unwelcome presence resonates through every part of himself.

you hum in the tips of his fingers, in his chest behind his ribcage, in his lower stomach where desire meets affection. you’re a seismic event, your every move sending satoru off kilter until he is struggling to maintain his balance. it’s terrifying, but he is tired of denying.

he’s tired of being the strongest, of holding the fate of the jujutsu world on his shoulders. for all his strengths, gojo satoru is still only a man. 

so he loves. he loves despite himself. he loves despite the terror of it and the tremor in his hands when he reaches for you. and it’s so hard even though it is so easy. it is insurmountably difficult, unbelievably taxing, and undeniably exhausting. not loving you. loving you is easy, but loving is harder. still, he loves. 

[trainwreckgenerator]

top ten polycules most likely to destroy all life on earth

[magentagalaxies]

i love you singers whose vocals sound desperate i love you musicians who sound like if you don’t get this song out you’re going to explode i love you songs that sound like they’re dragging the vocalist with them 80 miles per hour down the highway tied to the back of a truck i love you voice cracks in emotional songs i love you unique voices i love you music that disturbs the comfortable and comforts the disturbed

[hellspawnmotel]

I can't think of a nutcracker pun

[hamsternamedmarinette]

Hello everyone, here is a comic. I drew this the way I draw all of my comics: with one person (me) and with a punchline planned from the start. Any other way to draw a comic would be very silly and would require me to tag people like @buggachat and @ladybeug if they were somehow in any way involved in the comic making process. Which they weren't. I drew this solo and by myself.

[shepscapades]

Okay, one more doodle from session 2. In the words of bdubs, I too kinda love what this series is doing to etho LMAO

[captain-flint]

i can be your angle or yuor devil

[gunstellations]

its sonics turn! 👅

[gayspacemonk]

y'all remember when chainsaw man said "capitalism and abuse makes people so lonely and isolated that they risk their own integrity and well being just to have an normal life and be loved" and now it's saying "to meet someone who understands you and you relate to is disturbing and disgusting and so annoying but now you'll never be alone again and you would give everything to keep them" yea that fucks me up a little

[gammija]

idk if anyone wanted more tiefling jon stuff, but regardless, here it is

[gradelstuff]

My Hero Academia - Art Card Collection Vol. 1 from Jump Shop Online (2024)

[blueskittlesart]

"all the problems in goncharov could have been solved if goncharov had gay sex" ok but what about katya. i think katya deserves some gay sex can we get katya some gay sex

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID in alt text, transcripts for comics also found there!]

🎉🎇HAPPY NEW YEAR!🎇🎉

Sure was a year...This is just me taking the end of year opportunity to post the various DC comics doodles that have been gathering dust in my files! Disclaimer that I'm a heathen who mostly reads batfam comics (and also a lot of. Sidekick-y stuff? Like YJ98) and these are all for fun! (Image #3 is a direct adaptation of this text post I made)

[nanstar200]

Haiiii ^_^

[tio-trile]

Came up with the headcanon with my friend that Todd is the only person from the Institute who has caught them together but it didn't matter after all

Bonus:

[andstuffsketches]

self-indulgent link designs