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yhi guys i might do satosugu (separate and tg) headcanons bc im so Normal about jjk! 😊😊
Can you make a satosugu fanfic please! You can write angst just not a bad ending ( PLEASE｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡) ermm plot is Gojo and Suguru meet in the afterlife <3
This is based on a TikTok a saw plus the recent chapters
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"You did well, Gojo Satoru. I won't forget you for as long as I live."
Gojo was losing consciousness as he lay lifelessly looking at the sky. Instead of his life flashing in his mind, he had a dream. A dream of his of all his friends who had passed.
Geto, Nanami, Haibara, Yaga, Rika and Misato.
He died without any regrets.
"Now boarding plane XXX, please make your way to terminal XX" The flight attendances voice grabbed everyone's attention. They all got up and started to walk to the gate
"Where are you going Satoru?" Geto asked as Gojo stared to walk with them.
"Where else would I go? I'm coming with you?" Gojo was confused he finally died so he should be able to go with his friends right?
The lady on the intercom came on once again.
"SATORU GOJO please report to terminal XY."
"but I don't wanna go there, I wanna go with you." Gojo's voice cracked as he watched his friends go in the opposite direction.
"See ya later, Satoru," Geto said softly, he was the last to turn and board the plane.
Gojo tried to follow but he couldn't move and instead was going backwards.
The airport seemed to zoom out as his vision blurred.
Everything was white
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"SATORU GOJO LIVES"
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Just spent the last hour ranting to my dad comparing mob psycho 100 to JJK and how they portray trauma in children. In the process EVERYTIME I described gojo n geto I ad to put quotation marks around "best friend"... Cuz like I come on. "One and only"
Pretty sure he messages it everyday ✋🏻😭
I think Geto reactivated his old phone number and Gojo didn’t notice 🥹 He was sending messages there because he missed his Suguboo 🥺 And now he is angry lol
AKUJI'S SATOSUGU ANALYSIS (PT.1)
!longassrant
In part one, I'll discuss a few things regarding symbolism and metaphors surrounding the two and how they complement each other. As much as I loathe Akutami, I do admire their symbolism surrounding the cast of JJK.
BLACK AND WHITE, LIGHT AND DARK
I feel like this is a prominent thing in the SatoSugu shippers to associate SatoSugu with black and white, myself included. Whenever I see black and white, I get SatoSugu PTSD. This is really what my life has come to, LOL.
Let's put Satoru as the Light and Suguru as the Dark. ( This is something I love because of how light and dark exist. One cannot be without the other, yet when light is present — dark cannot be. And when dark is present, light cannot be. Sound familiar? Yep, it's them.
We know they both probably wanted to be together but their ideals set them apart. Dark will always exist opposite to Light, and Light would always exist opposite to Dark. But they cannot be defined without each other.
And it does align with what they do become because Satoru became the Light of Jujutsu Society, they had hope because of him. When Satoru enters the scene to save the day, sorcerers are relieved, sorcerer feel safe. When he got sealed, everything fell apart, it just shows how much Jujutsu Society relied on him and trusted him to resolve everything. He taught the new generation of sorcerers, he guided them towards a new future, like a sort of guiding light.
Suguru on the other hand, he consumed the worst in the world, curses. He was confronted by the vile taste of curses every time he consumes one and after Riko Amanai's death, he was faced with the cruelty of the system, the darkness of the world. He despised the likes of people like Toji who are willing to assassinate an innocent teenage girl purely just for money. And, Toji didn't even need to kill Riko, he heard them talk, Riko wasn't even going to become Tengen's new vessel.
The whole experience with Toji changed the duo, but for Suguru, it hurt that he fought with everything he had to avenge Satoru but was left there barely living as a failure only to find his best friend completely changed to the point where he was going to kill all of the humans who were applauding them. Although he convinced Satoru they should be spared, I don't think Suguru himself thinks they deserve to live. The applauds haunted him, I'm sure he was utterly disgusted a room of adults were celebrating the death of an innocent, young girl.
The scene with depressed Suguru, we hear rain outside but if you listen carefully, they sound more like claps, like the ones he has heard back with the Cult. (also, it's funny to me that he started his own cult after being traumatised by one.)
Suguru genuinely wanted to create a world for the weak but after what happened, it's safe to say he stopped considering non-sorcerers as the weak. He already had a theory that sorcerers weren't the problem but non-sorcerers and that mindset drove Suguru mad, paired with the curses he consumes which are manifestations of the negative parts of humanity. The only way for Suguru to move forward with his life is to eradicate all non-sorcerers. He refused the other path because to him to choose non-sorcerers at this point would be to accept more people like Toji, the people in Star Religious Group and the people in the village who threatened Mimiko and Nanako.
Wow, there's a lot for Suguru's part, haha.
Black and White, Light and Dark— or whatever similar. They fit. I could compare them to Yin and Yang, but I don't fully understand its meaning so, I won't.
CURSED TECHNIQUES
I also love what their cursed techniques represent in each other. And how it ties into the story.
Suguru's cursed technique manipulates cursed spirits after consuming them. Consume, which is the first thing we see him doing in the opening of Hidden Inventory. He's a consumptive force, because he consumes the responsibility of protecting the weak.
Satoru on the other hand, repels. He's an outward force, extending out a physical barrier that creates distance between his body and the world. The Infinity and Reversal Red that repels and disconnects him from the people around him. Satoru repelled the idea of protecting the weak, actively discarding them during HI's basketball scene.
Can I point out how the scene after Star Religious group makes sense now? Blue attracts, it's a consumptive force, Suguru leaned into it. Red repels, Satoru stepped into red. It just really enhances their characters further…ah, remind me how much I love this animanga.
Satoru focused on becoming the Strongest and rejected everything else. Suguru consumed the negative emotions and trauma, leading him to go mad to the point killing all non-sorcerers could be the only way he could live with himself.
They're really meant to be together because consumption can only exist if there's a repellant force pushing back. They're not opposites, I will say. Both Satoru and Suguru contain parts of each other within each other. Sort of like Yin and Yang, but again I don't fully understand Yin and Yang enough to do a full analysis of them associating with Yin and Yang.
I think I will conclude the cursed technique analysis here because trying to understand cursed techniques in JJK…it burns my brain. Especially with those powerscalers.
"You're Late, ..."
This was done multiple time for them, and ugh it pains me.
Yup, this one right here, this motif foreshadows the tragedy of Satoru and Suguru's love story.
We see Suguru running through the rain urgently. He so desperately needs an umbrella. Satoru? Well, you can see he's wasting time looking at a cat...he's not hurrying at all. But he has what Suguru needs, an umbrella. Well, Satoru didn't even need an umbrella.
Suguru is waiting impatiently in the rain, and he's not using his bag to cover up his head anymore. He knows Satoru is coming; that's why he's impatient.
Suguru needs him, but Satoru doesn’t pick up the pace.
By the time he finally shows up, the sun has come out. By then Suguru has accepted the fact that Satoru took too long. They can’t share the umbrella any more because they missed their chance to use it.
“You’re late, Satoru.”
And you all know what follows up...
Also a little bonus:
Those are osmanthuses.
The name Osmanthus comes from the Greek language, Osma(fragrant) and Anthos(flower), literally meaning Fragrant Flower. Osmanthus flowers are a symbol of love and romance, blooming for only a few days in the Spring, and are celebrated during wedding ceremonies and the Chinese Moon Festival in August
The animators shipped them, you cannot convince me otherwise.
This was supposed to be longer, and I do want to continue it but again, I'm tired to continue. Kind of lost motivation and my initial ideas poofed already.
Akuji out!
live, laugh, love Satoru
(tagging @everythingseasoning as she requested. Awaiting your response!)
To transplant a meme from the seattle subreddit
"I am never leaving Seattle"
sugubear<3 (10:18 AM)
my plan is to leave the sorcerery world behind, start a cult, and kill all non-sorcerers
satoru🩵 (10:21 AM)
whar
sugubear<3 (10:21 AM)
meet me at kfc
satoru🩵 (10:23 AM)
ohhh ok :3
Thorns
fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
characters: Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto
warnings and summary: angst, no comfort, depression • gojo misses geto, even if he's right in front of him
masterlist
Blink.
"Satoru?"
Nod.
"Good morning, Satoru."
Wave.
"Hey, Satoru!"
Smile.
"Gojo."
Stare.
He stared for the longest time.
Blink.
Who called his name again? Oh. Right. His best friend, or what was left of him anyways.
"You okay?"
He should be asking the same thing. He wasn't the one locking himself in his dorm all day.
"Ahem, I asked a question."
His senses finally came back, and suddenly he was in pain.
When did he turn Infinity off?
He groaned, slowly getting to his feet. Though he wished he hadn't. It was like God, if he were real, was after the boy.
Beautiful silky hair draped across the other man's shoulders, purple eyes staring at him with landscapes in them, a simple sweater that hugged him just right, and those precious plump lips. He looked ethereal, no matter what state he was in. He always has looked ethereal.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
No.
"Yeah."
He wasnt. He just wanted to give people what they wanted.
That was all he was meant to do.
He wished someday the Suguru he loved would come back, run up to him, and hold him for the longest time.
Like they were kids.
Like they were together.
Like they belonged to each other.
Like it was just them in the entire world.
But Satoru could yearn for now. He's done it since he was a kid. And for Suguru, he would wait centuries.
He would spend a lifetime to get his Suguru back.
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2025
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Happy Easter!
bunny!gojo x bunny!geto x gn!reader<3
my nephew wrote "i ♡ uncle sunny" on one of his eggs with a crayon and gave it to me, love ya too kiddo :)
masterlist
• What you were not expecting to be at your dorm room door at 3 AM was your best friends Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto to have bunny ears
• Suguru's ears were a similar color to his hair, around 6 inches tall but folded out of embarrassment
• Satoru's perked up more, happy to see you. They had a few light blue streaks but mostly blue. They were a few centimeters taller than Suguru's
• "It was a uh, a curse." Suguru gulps
• What kinda curse had that power?
• Reluctantly, you let them on and pay the spot next to you in your bed
• Satoru immediately cuddles up to your hips, his puffy tail happily twitching violently. Suguru was a little bit more timid, but found a comfortable spot on your chest to lay his head
• "Thanks for lettin' us in, sweets!" Satoru smiled up at you
• "Thank you too, Y/N. It's embarrassing for you to see us like this, but we knew we could trust you." Suguru leans into you more
• aka now your smothered by two grown men who think they have a right to act small just because they have ears and a tail
• Your hand treads through Satoru's hair, scratches his ears, which earns you an excited yip!
• awww
• You smile and nuzzle your head to the side, softly rubbing his ears with your head since Satoru demanded you use both hands to pet him
• A few minutes later, Suguru grabs your remote and turns something random on youtube to watch. Satoru takes it as his signal to scoot up so he's laying next to you in the same position as Suguru is
• Both boys mutter a tiny "I love you" before closing their eyes, their heads tucked under your chin and their ears providing pillows for your cheeks
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thank god for imagination and hybrid satosugu
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created by sunnywrotethis☆
2025
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thinking bout writing a satosugu fic where there will be a poll at the end of each chapter and the readers choices will affect the storyline like that one mc thing on netflix
15 likes and ill do it!
also you can ask for a certain event that happens in the story if you wanna!
Road Trip
fluffy short fic!
fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
characters: Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo
warnings: none!
"Oi, Suguru. How much longer?"
"A few more hours."
"How many?"
"My phone says three."
"Ughh! Fine..."
"You're gonna throw up if you keep eating those gummy bears, Satoru. I know about your car sickness."
"So boring. I might just die if you keep boring me."
A hand pats Gojo's head.
"I love you, my whiny baby."
"Hey! I'm not whiny!"
"Mhm..."
A hand pats Suguru's head in return.
"I love you too, my little ball swallower~"
"Please keep it PG."
"Huh?! Er- you know what I meant!"
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created by sunnywrotethis☆
2025
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You're Perfectly Perfect For Me
fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen
characters: Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto
warnings: angst (to comfort), hinted depression?? maybe idk, mentons of past hallucinations, panic attacks, insomnia, lonely gojo, fluff at the end!<3
title inspired by IFHY - Tyler, the Creator
Satoru Gojo was tired.
No, tired was an understatement.
Satoru Gojo was completely exhausted.
It had been four years since Suguru left. Satoru knew it was wrong to still love the man that massacred an entire village, yet he found himself craving the affection he used to receive from the raven-haired man. He cried at night, holding onto whatever article of clothing Suguru let him 'borrow' (Satoru refused to give them back) and trying to inhale whatever scent was still there. Tonight was no different. Droplets of water splayed across Satoru's pale face, a sweatshirt held tight to his chest that had Suguru's name on the tag, and the sobbing of the strongest man could be heard from a mile away.
How was he strong if he cried this much?
He felt weak under Suguru Geto's influence.
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"Satoru," and the honored one's lip trembled. "Let me help you."
February was Satoru's favorite month. He liked how alive everything looked, and the name itself sounded pretty to him. But what he wouldn't admit was that the true reason he loved it was because it was Suguru's birth month.
"I'm fine. I'm the strongest, remember?"
The ravenette sighed.
"You're upset. Don't lie to me, Gojo."
And for a second, Gojo wasn't the strongest.
"We're back to a last name basis, huh? Silly Sugu~ I don't know what I'm gonna do with ya!"
February 2. That was the day before Suguru's birthday. The day they had this conversation.
"Stop acting like everything is sunshine and rainbows. Talk to me, Gojo. That's all I need."
Satoru changed his favorite month later that day.
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It was Wednesday, which meant Satoru had to go shopping.
He despised shopping, there always were too many people.
(But he couldn't pretend that he doesn't love the attention he gets from every woman around him.)
As he lazily pushed around a cart that was filled mostly with stuff he didn't need, he stopped.
A firm grip on his shoulder shocked him.
"Satoru."
Oh, how he hated that he knew that voice.
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"Satoru, slow down. You're gonna get a brain freeze."
The boy in question simply laughed.
"Don't worry, Suguru! I'm the strongest!~ A little brain freeze isn't gonna- oh-"
Satoru wrapped his hands around his head in pain, slamming his face onto the table they were sitting at.
"Ow! Ngh- Suguru! Make it stooooppp!"
"..dumbass..."
A second later, the teen with silver hair was wrapped in the younger's arms. The shorter whispered sweet nothings and reassurances into the taller's ear.
Satoru loved his best friend's voice. If this wasn't heaven, he wasn't sure what was.
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"Geto."
Saying the man's name made Satoru feel miserable.
A wound he tried so hard to close had re-opened.
"Geto, you... No."
Suguru- if it even was him- tilted his head.
"Satoru, it's me."
"Don't call me that."
The cursed user's eyes widened. His hand backed away from the shoulder it rested on.
"Y-You're not real," tears escape from Satoru's beautiful eyes. "You're just another fuckin' hallucination."
"I'm real, Sato- Gojo."
"No. I'm tired of this."
The younger one's breaths were noticably getting heavier. Suguru knew what was happening all too well
"Gojo, let me help you calm down."
"Don't come near me."
"I'm not taking no as an answer."
Before Satoru could move, Suguru hooked his arms underneath him and held him firmly to his chest.
"Breathe for me, Satoru."
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It had been a month since they had reunited.
Suguru tried his best to be there for his past friend, though it felt foreign to both him and Satoru.
He hated how Satoru first flinched whenever he touched him, he always looked ready to burst into tears as well.
But Satoru got used to it, eventually, and found himself leaning into Suguru's warmth.
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"Good morning, Satoru."
A soft groan erupted from the boy who had been woken up.
"...mornin', Sugu...."
Purple eyes closed as a certain sorcerer shoved his face into the smaller's chest. It no longer was uncomfortable or weird to them.
It felt like home.
And Suguru would be staying home forever, he decided.
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"Sato? Baby?"
Suguru frowned at the empty mattress that sat neatly before him.
A small giggle could be heard.
Suguru shook his head disapprovingly.
"Satoru, I will choke you if you are hiding under the bed again."
Another giggle. Suguru swept down onto the floor, looking under their shared bed. No sign of his best fri- lover.
Oh, right. I forgot to mention that they got together.
Suguru frowned.
"Sato- ah!-"
Two bodies thud against the floor.
"Gotcha!~"
Suguru gets attacked with kisses and pecks on the face, causing a protest himself.
"Satoru, stop! Where the hell were you even hiding?!"
"In the closet, hehe~ And I'm afraid I won't stop!"
This continues for a few more minutes before the Limitless user gets tired. Suguru pats his head with a small smile plastered on his face.
"You scare me when you hide like that. It makes me think you're the one leaving this time."
"Whaaaaatt? How could I ever leave my Sugu boo?"
"Please don't call me that."
"Ugh, fine."
And they stayed like that for a long time, making up time they lost so many years ago.
"Satoru-"
"Suguru-"
"-I think you're perfect for me."
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2025
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Something something satosugu...
First time drawing using black as a highlight :D
JJK brainrot got me im doomed /j
three valentine's days
< Valentine's Days during three different eras of Gojo's life. >
tags: satosugu, fluff, light angst, language of flowers, mutual pining, canon compliant, very short ficlet
warnings: referenced canonical character death
word count: 995 words
a/n: i wrote this fic last year for v-day, and it's that time again, so i thought i'd post it on tumblr 🩷
a stsg piece from last year
Gojo loved doing Suguru's hair and he pretended to hate it (he adored it)
in case you can't read my handwriting:
Gojo: Stay still, Suguru.
Geto: All I wanted was a ponytail, asshole.
Gojo: I'm gonna make you ✨beautiful✨
