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#gogo satoru
siriusly-parker · 25 days
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—jjk smau. “you’re so…”
you call them something-coded
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ʚ tags. fem!reader, suggestiveness (nanami + toji), aged up characters, just stupid crack tbh lol
ʚ including. yuuji, satoru, takuma ino, toji, megumi, nanami
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hidengifs · 2 months
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If you took adventure away from me, I would have nothing left.
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panthrology · 2 months
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Gojo Satoru isn't cut out for stable and long lasting relationships.
Intimacy is an even bigger stranger to him, yet one where he actively keeps his head down low each time he passes it on the street.
He despises intimacy’s hugs. its overgrown nails would dig into his skin each time they made contact, yet as soon as intimacy pulls away, he's back to square one again. it's both frustrating and pitiful.
It explains so much and yet that alone isn't enough.
It's not enough to fill the hole of loneliness that someone left behind.
No, that's not right. it was always there. Satoru was always alone. ever the anomaly, he was deemed the strongest for as long as he can remember. born into wealth and power—unmatched power—naturally meant that relating to others would propose a challenge if even possible.
he just couldn't relate to anyone who wasn't on par with him..which was practically everybody. even his fellow upper and underclassmen.
apart from one.
Satoru is positive that suguru was the best thing that happened to him so far, while being the worst all the same.
he felt seen without the emotional complications. he didn't need to utter a word to suguru in order to feel understood. getting away and simply being a kid with your best friend is one of the things his soul longs for. with him, Satoru truly got a taste of intimacy.
the sorcerer often questions whether what they had was true love when he's on his own. the unspoken trust, the times where suguru actually accepted satoru's clingy behaviour instead of shoving him away; moments where suguru looked out for him. his pale brows would furrow in deep thought when he noticed how blurred the line between friendship and love was. Upon hearing two girls gossiping in a café, however, his perspective on the thought quickly broadened.
he's often heard of the notion that twin flames really do exist, but he's always never paid any mind to it. rather difficult when the fate of Japan is on your shoulders at times.
when compared to the fact that literal manifestations of negative emotions exist to kill and harm people—the idea doesn't seem too far fetched.
he googles the term one night for a better understanding, wincing when the bright light blinds his eyes in the darkness.
he lazily scrolls through the intro of a magazine, crystalline eyes skimming each word until—
‘..also referred to as mirror souls. it promotes the idea of a powerful spiritual connection between two individuals thought to be two halves of the same whole.’
his eyebrows twitch upwards. of course. suguru being his twin flame made so much sense—he was like the yin to his yang.
it was almost scary. the two of them were the hottest flames of the bunch, it was no wonder master tengen selected them to carry out a high stakes mission.
..but then Satoru wonders if his flame burned a bit too bright.
in hindsight, everything went wrong from the moment they split up in the school courtyard. that dark haired brute messed everything up. the assimilation failed and kuroi didn't make it. poor woman—she just wanted to experience her final moments with amanai before leaving her for good. gojo satoru himself got a lick of defeat and found that he hated the taste.
after his awakening, he was separated from suguru. not out of spite, he's sure, but because it was around that time that jujitsu society saw him as the strongest alone. learning reversed cursed technique on your deathbed and defeating whoever the hell that ex-Zen'in clan member was is quite the feat after all.
his first mission on his own after that felt..different, already missing his voice of reason over his shoulder.
Satoru kicks himself for not pressing further about suguru's constant absence in his third year. he saw that he wasn't doing well, skinner, darker eye bags—he had the signs right in front of him, covered by some weak excuse that had something to do with the summer or something.
but he didn't follow up.
he didn't notice that something was terribly wrong with his best friend.
he didn't notice that his flame was dwindling until the candle sanctuary around him felt abnormally cold.
Satoru doesn’t think he ever really recovered from the bomb that Yaga dropped on him after Suguru went MIA.
How are you supposed to react when your best friend goes missing for days and find out that he murdered a whole damn village?
denial.
There was just no way. not with his ‘survival of the weakest’ mentality that Satoru grew to hate.
but even he wouldn't go out and murder a hundred people in cold blood.
The confrontation made satoru feel even worse. every word that came out of geto's mouth made his pulse quicken as he tried to reason with his best friend—his amber eyes suddenly so unfamiliar.
the moment was akin to satoru so desperately striking the matchbox to relight his best friend's candle.
except the match would not light.
suguru had already made his mind up, and he was literally going to kill all non-socerers. his arms dropped to his sides as he remembers watching his figure disappear in the crowd.
Are you the strongest because you're gojo satoru? or are you gojo satoru because you're the strongest?
He turns over in his bed. Damn it, Suguru.
Hearing those words after everything really warped the perspective he had on himself. Who even was he outside of his strength? Gojo Satoru.
But who even is that?
even after a decade he can't seem to win any of the arguments he has with his own mind.
he closes his eyes with a heavy heart and let's himself sink into the mattress as he massages his achy jaw. He probably outdid himself with the smiling work today, he needed to make an extra effort so that nobody would ask him—to avoid any complications.
But he's Gojo Satoru, evading difficult situations is basically his forte.
especially when it comes to his emotions.
ah well, he shrugs to himself. what can you do when you're born and raised in a society where feelings aren't considered. The cold and bitter ways of the higher-ups never failed to leave the bitterest taste in his mouth with every fuck-ass decision they made.
Yet each time the urge to slaughter ever sorcerer in societal power in cold blood itched at his skin, he had to slap it off. it wouldn't change a damn thing and would start at ground zero when they would get replaced. Worse, the heirs would probably have keen eyes on satoru.
Or maybe not. he had more than enough potential to make it look like an accident.
So at the moment it was up to him to teach the new age about cursed energy, without the barriers of cowardice instilled by those currently in power. Then, he'd be able to change jujitsu society for good, maybe even have somebody as strong as him to guide the new generations of sorcerers to yet another peak of jujtusu.
Maybe do all of his fallen allies justice.
Do Suguru justice.
Until then, he would just have to keep on burning on his own, and hope to whatever power above (if there is one) that the wax of his candle doesn't go out before that happens.
Because Satoru is tired.
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erzascarz · 10 months
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Atsuo Ueda Doodle of Gojo from Jujutsu Kaisen with a little juvia 😄❤️
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asknarashikari · 4 months
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Who is this most likely in Sentai or Rider?
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Sentai: Satoru from Boukenger (idk I just felt like it's a him thing to do)
Kamen Rider: Spanner lol
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mo-ok · 1 year
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My Favourite Episode Of:
GoGo Sentai Boukenger Task 36 ~ The Oni's Kanabou
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autthemanfghter · 3 months
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Bouken Red
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renard-dartigue · 1 year
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GoGo
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mercury-and-scry · 2 years
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[Image ID: 
a digital artwork featuring a torso shot of Gojo Satoru. Gojo looks into the camera with a blank, almost bewildered expression. His eye mask is pushed up over his left eye, which is open wide and leaking tears which form malformed eyes. Similar eyes also are leaking from his hidden right eye. Gojo wears his usual Jujutsu uniform. He is drawn in grey tone, except for the eyes’ irises which are a bright blue. A similar blue takes up the background, and six abstracted eyes float around Gojo’s head.
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Gojo should be freakier. as a treat. 
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高橋光臣
齋藤ヤスカ
三上真史
中村知世
末永遥
出合正幸
轟轟戦隊ボウケンジャー
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siriusly-parker · 21 days
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—jjk smau. “i could eat that girl for lunch!”
part of the “hit me hard and soft” series
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ʚ tags. fem!reader, suggestiveness, aged up characters, brief mention of calories (no numbers, just toji in his gym bro era), angsty fluff (megumi), yandere yuuta??, but overall just stupid crack tbh lol
ʚ including. gojo, yuuta, toji, megumi
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GOJO! “And I could never get enough / I could buy her so much stuff / It's a craving, not a crush”
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YUUTA! “Baby, I think you were made for me / Somebody write down the recipe”
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TOJI! “Been trying hard not to overeat / You're just so sweet”
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MEGUMI! “I've said it all before, but I'll say it again / I'm interested in more than just being your friend”
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ʚ next time. nanami, toge, nobara, sukuna, yuuji, ino, more?
꩜ likes, comments + reblogs are very appreciated!!
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hidengifs · 2 months
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When we find him, you can punch Akashi as hard as you'd like.
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tokugoodness · 8 months
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yuesya · 3 months
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In the box au, I wonder how zenith-Utahime would react to having two Gogo Satorus and how canon-Utamhime would react to Shiki.
zenith-Utahime: Can we get a refund, please?
canon-Utahime: Can we keep her, please?
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salamivx · 3 months
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JJK MASTERLIST ₊˚ʚ✧
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Gojo Satoru:
UNSPOKEN [Gogo Satoru x F! Reader smut]
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩
Choso Kamo:
LOVE [Choso Kamo x F! Reader fluff]
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩
Itadori Yuji:
N/A
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩
Megumi Fushiguro:
N/A
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩
Kugisaki Nobara:
N/A
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩
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twistedteddy · 2 months
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I'm so sorry I haven't written in a bit! Things have been hectic around my house- I set up a linktree in my bio since my birthdays this month, so if yall don't mind supporting me, I'd really appreciate it<3
Gogo x f!reader
✧*̥˚ Please Reblog!*̥˚✧
Warnings: Sex work(stripping), NSFW content, body worship, begging (f! Receiving),intoxicated gojo, desperate Gojo, implied previous encounters, oral F!Receiving, creaming, cream pies, man creaming his own pants, humping furniture, p in v, basically desperate messy sex
You didn't pride yourself in what you did. Not at first anyway. Sex workers were treated horrible enough already, so it didn't help some assholes down the street were spreading the word about seeing you dancing at the club. It started as a side job, but the money was seriously helping with your student loans. Lately, you didn't even honestly need the money. Didn't need to be putting yourself through this.Groaning while slipping into the back room. The overwhelming smell of perfumes, body mists, and sweat.
Quickly heading to an open changing room to shimmy out of your office clothes and into the new blue piece you got yourself. Bright blue. Like the sky..covered in sequins and jewels adorning the garters wrapped around your thighs and waist. Throwing your clothes into your bag hurriedly as you stepped out for the next girl. Quickly pull out your makeup bag and get comfortable in front of the large mirror, expanding the size of the entire wall.
The blue eyeshadow you had on you didn't quite match, but that was okay. You weren't technically dancing today. Just walking the floors and speaking with guests. After what felt like one of your quicker visits to the dressing rooms you were out the door. Hair puffed up with hairspray, face beat, body on display as you began circling the bar. You weren't quite the crown jewel, but you were getting better, well known.
Goosebumps wriggle their way up your legs, your torso, your body as you feel eyes raking over you in your entirety. In the back corner was a familiar face. Tall, black hair covering his eyes and a scar over his lip. Toji. Always money hungry but never seemed to have any on him. The bar had a few college students. Pink, brown, and black hair taking shots. Across from them, white hair, white top, clear skin, and bright blue eyes already pulling you in. You subconsciously looked for him.
You rolled your eyes as he waved you over, but you obliged. You always did. "What do I owe this pleasure, Gojo?" You say sarcasticly leaning against the counter next to him. The small of your back pressed against the cold, hard wood. "Aw, cmon, don't act all cold to me now," He poked back, that sly smirk spreading across his features. "You haven't vern here in a few weeks," you whined while pouting your bottom lip out. "I've been lonely, Satoru."
That's all it took to have him paying for a private room and practically dragging you behind him. Closing the door behind him as you yanked him back around. This. This is why you came back every day. For months on end. Teeth clacking together from the force at which you hit each other. His arms wrapped around your hands, holding tight as he backed you onto the pole. Icy metal pressing into bare skin forcing a hiss from your lips.
He usually wanted you slowly. Sweetly. The way he looked up at you now, though, as he dropped down to his knees and looked up at you. Eyes pleasing mouth tasting of sweet liquor. "Please..y/n. I need you. I've never needed you more, please, may I?" He whined, voice breaking as his hands ever so lightly trailed down your torso to your thighs and stayed right below your garters.
Nodding your head quickly as he felt you up. Squeezing, pulling, biting at your thighs as he wrapped your legs around his shoulders and swiftly slid you up the pole as he stood back at his feet and dug his face into your wet clothes cunt. His breath fanning the whole are and making you flinch.
"Sorry baby..sorry I'm sorry I need you need ya so bad-" he said blabbering while sloppily licking at your cunt. Wobbly bringing you to the velvet couch off the the side of the pole finally giving you some relief and something to lay on as he pried your legs open and ate you like a starving man. Letting his lower half slide off the couch as he sucked your clit through your pretty lingerie..he loved seeing you dress up in his colors.
He didn't mean to grt so fucked up but what was he supposed to do when you were just so beautiful. Dressing like you were wearing it just for him. Cause you were wearing it just for him. Him and him alone.
Sliding the cloth to the side and sucking his index and ring finger a few times before slowly sliding it into yoy. Whimpering how beautiful you were as he groaned into your plush thigh. Watching so intently ad you swallowed his fingers whole. Taking him like such a good girl. Gojo was a loud man. A needy man. And you found yourself loving that about him. What was the point in sex with a quiet man. God thebsight of such a strong man between your legs with tears at the edges of hisbeyes as he whimpered how beautiful you were was a sight to see. A sight that made your legs shake and, in turn, had him suckered to your slit as he forced you through your first orgasm of that night.
Whining into the satin cushions as he licked your spazing cunt. He continued his assault as he humped at the cushions of the couch. The entirety of it shaking as he dug himself into tour core. Tongue swiping at that gooey spot he knows will make your legs tremble and your breath hitch in your throat.
Finally pulling himself up and sliding his wet crotch into yoir sensitive pussy. As he yanked his pants down just barely to his knees and its very visible he came in his pants...probably a few times with how wet they were. Sliding his cock up and down you a few times before sliding himself in gasping as he uncontrollably jerked against you a few times. Hips slamming and sticking to your asscovered in slick and cum. Quickly wrapping his hands onto your ankles and pushing you into a breeding press as he sunk deeper into you. Whimpering your name as he fucked you into the satin of the couch drool dripping down your mouth and eyes rolling back into your head.
It's okay though since he'll take you home for a warm bath if he doesn't pass out on ya. Tip you a couple grand too.
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