In Another Life I'm Sure It Was Better

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-sunny

𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐧?

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

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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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created by sunnywrotethis☆

2025

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shut up gyaru gojo x grunge sukuna is canon

when hes tall, powerful AND has baby girl energy

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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soft!sukuna who holds you after his fight with gojo and rocks you back and forth while you cry, muttering small "i love you"s and "im here"s.

he gently brushes your hair with his hand and presses a kiss to your earlobe. his eyes closed as he continued to embrace your shaking figure.

he hugs you tighter as you sniffle and whisper a small "thought i was g'nna lose y'..." into his shoulder. "but you didnt loose me. as long as your here waiting for me, ill always win."

soft!sukuna who stays with you, even as you calmed down. he carefully pushes you back against the bed and lets you cuddle up to him. his hand finds one of your own, intertwining his fingers with yours and smiling at you.

his heart thumps in his chest as he sees you smile back at him, nuzzling your foreheads together. he pulls you closer as your eyes shut and kisses your forehead while saying good night to you.

soft!sukuna who watches as you succumb to sleep and decides he'll never leave your side again.

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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

☆welcome to my blog(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)

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minors can interact, i dont write smut, but tread carefully because there will be suggestive themes.

dni: homophobes/transphobes, pedophiles, cestshippers, anti-therian/anti-furry, racists, people that fake disorders for clout

about me: you can call me sunny or sun! yes, like the character from omori. his name just fits me ig. i go by he/they, and im bisexual. i am from (and currently live in) California. i have borderline personality disorder and disassociative identity disorder, i am a system.

do NOT request the following: self-cest, sibling-cest, parent-cest/step parent-cest, comship, pedophilia, rape, non-con/dubcon, heavy abuse, and more. (if i do not reply to your ask, it is because i am UNCOMFORTABLE with it. do not harass me. i am a person too.)

i mostly write...: fluff and drabbles. angst occasionally.

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