Rich!toji Who Buys You The Cutest Little Outfits So He Can Show You Off In Public And Whoever DARES To

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.

-

"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.

-

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.

-

"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.

-

"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."

-

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.

-

"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.

-

"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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created by sunnywrotethis☆

2025

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i just want more attention.

i just wanna be reconigzed.

i want people to see me.

but the only way they will is if i hurt myself.

so maybe ill cut more often.

but that would be selfish of me.

so ill stick to craving for now.

cuddle headcannons with daisuke, anya, and curly<3

masterlist

Daisuke

He's a soft, fluffy cuddler.

He usually let's you sit on his lap, smiling and trying to tickle you occasionally, which results in the whole crew rushing to your room after you scream at him to stop

Sometumes you'll sit on his lap at the table. He giggles and wraps his arms around your waist

When he's tired, he heads straight to you and pulls you into his room, forces you to lay down, and slam dunks himself onto your chest

Or when your tired, he whines at you to go to bed

Refusing to go with you? Too bad, he rips you away from whatever room your in and drags you by the collar to your room. For the youngest in the group he sure was strong

If you accept to go with him, he smiles and runs with his hand in yours to whoevers room is closest. Even if it's not the either of yours

Anya

She's kind of scared to touch you

Not that she doesn't want to, she just doesn't know what the correct time to is. But she always smiles when she feels your arms around her

After waking up, she heads to you and pats your head to let you know she's awake. She nuzzles your head against yours when you hug her with a small "good morning". She finds you adorable when you wake up

Sometimes she offers to let you help in the med bay, but you just end up sitting on the counter together with your head on her shoulder

I feel like she would be the careful kind. she would warn you before she moves around or touches you

But when you settled down, she kisses the top of your head and let's you snuggle into her

Curly

Oh my lord don't even start with him

LOVES cuddling. 100% lives for it.

He doesn't care about what tasks or things he has to take care of, he sees you and suddenly everything stops. Before you know it, youre on his lap with his legs around your waist like he was trying to protect you from something

Oh that silly little cake you had to make for a fellow employees birthday? He already pre-made it so he could spend the morning cuddling with you

He hates that his title as captain is the only thing in his way from being with you the whole day, but he makes it work. He even lets you sit in the controo center with him!

He loves PDA, everybody finds it cute but a little overbearing

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!

When i get them im calling them Tofu and Marshmallow

i love them so much

someone has definitely already done this before but here you go anyways 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

" I think about my self a lot 'cause it's the only one I've got. "

tw! vent below the cut

i just wanna talk to someone.

have a real, honest, personal conversation. not one that only lasts a few seconds.

maybe that's because nobody wants to talk to me.

maybe im too boring, or too much.

maybe im too weird or too dry.

maybe its just all my fault that nobody wants to talk to me.

im sorry that i cant be normal. im sorry im imperfect and just wrong. im sorry im not made up to your expectations

i really want to be "human" what does that even mean?

like everyone else

but i guess i wasnt built for that

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

In Another Life I'm Sure It Was Better

fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

characters: Satoru Gojo, Yuji Itadori, Choso Kamo, GN!Reader

summary and warnings: grief, angst, lost, use of Y/N • how they deal with your death

title inspired by PRIDE. - Kendrick Lamar

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Gojo

It was his fault. It was because of him you that were dead.

He stared at your lifeless body laying in his bed, running his fingers over your palm. He didn't like the fact he couldn't feel your pulse anymore, and he despised that you were as foolish as to try to save him, when you only led yourself to your own end. He didn't need help. But he loved that you wanted to protect him so badly. He wondered why he chose to keep your body instead of giving you the proper burial you deserved.

Maybe he was selfish.

He wanted to see your eyes staring up at him and that stupid grin (that he adored) you gave him when you woke up. He just wanted you back. But you weren't ever going to show him your beautiful smile ever again.

He was supposed to be the strongest.

He was supposed to protect you.

Yet he sits here, crying and holding your corpse that was embroidered with a blissful expression, the warmth of your hand faded from this awful planet.

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Yuji

This wasn't supposed to happen.

He held you, or rather what was left of you, to his chest.

"C'mon, Y/N. This isn't funny."

It wasn't this time, not anymore. He was used to you giggling and pushing him off of you with a 'Yuji! It was a joke!' but you weren't playing dead anymore. You really weren't alive.

"This isn't... This isn't okay. Fushiguro and Kugisaki are gonna scold us for being gone so long."

They were, usually. Kugisaki teased you two and made comments about how you were both busy making out, and Fushiguro just hit you both on the head. But if you weren't there then they would figure out what happened. You were always next to Yuji.

"...I'm sorry. I'll meet you later, yeah?"

He buried you in the flower field near the school. He knew you would be happy there.

That was where you first met him.

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Choso

People say death comes easy once your used to it.

But this was different. You weren't meant to die.

Blood was on his hands, but it was the only time he wasn't expecting it. It wasn't because of his technique.

He hated red. He hated that the color strikes through your body like an abstract painting that was already beautiful. He wishes it was a dream that he could wake up from, and see your gorgeous body without a stain on it.

Yet he couldn't.

"My love?"

His call was unanswered as he stared at your weightless body. The death happened so fast you didn't even get a chance to close your eyes. Better than having a slow one, he supposed. If you were going to leave you would deserve a quick ending. He would hate to see you suffer in your final moments.

With a kiss to your forehead, he folds your hands together and leaves you by your family's burial shrine. Yuki had once told him that bodies take a while to decay, so he left you there for a few months, and burned your remainings. He has to shut down his tears when he walks by the vase filled with your ashes every day.

But at least you were still with him, even in death.

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created by sunnywrotethis☆

2025

do not repost without permission, reblogs are okay