１２月２４日・December 24th

there is no escape ❤️‍🔥

“Satoru…” Geto gasps, as if the other’s name is a prayer that he’s sworn to repeat over and over. He looks as beautiful as the day they lost each other, Geto thinks, yet he can’t bring himself to move. He is unworthy to lay eyes on Gojo regardless.

Gojo is the one who walks towards him, like an angel who was meant to save him or let him perish. Geto knows he deserves a fate worse than death, but he already experienced that at the hands of Kenjaku. Perhaps that can be enough to consider as eternal suffering.

He hurt the one closest to him — his best friend.

Geto swallows down his words once Gojo stops in front of him. So close, yet so out of reach. He can sense the pain veiled behind the other man’s blindfold. He would be a fool not to know.

He collapses to his knees in defeat and in reverence, body trembling at Gojo’s presence. He chokes back a sob, and Gojo cannot stop his own body from reacting. He’s still weak for him after all this time, just as Geto is weak for him as well.

Gojo comes even closer to him, standing a few inches away. Geto immediately throws his arms around the other’s waist, his hands clinging so desperately for him.

“Satoru, forgive me…”

Gojo inhales sharply. His fingers shakily hesitate before resting on top of Geto’s dark hair.

“Why should I?”

“I came back home. Back to you.”

Gojo cracks a smile. It’s a tiny one, but Geto can see it nonetheless. He feels Gojo rub his thumb along the wretched scar carved into his temple, and he leans into it, chases it like a dying man starved. He closes his eyes because it feels too much — too surreal.

Neither of them speaks because all they can think of doing is learning how to be in each other’s space and have it be the same as before.

“Suguru…” Gojo finally whispers, sinking down on his own knees to be at eye level with him. Geto blinks open his bloodshot eyes to find Gojo pull down his blindfold. The same crystalline blue eyes that have captured his mind, heart, and soul are looking back at him. His bottom lip trembles, as Gojo wraps his hands around his frame. They lean forward, foreheads resting against each other.

This is it, this is what they need — to be together again, to make themselves whole once more.

They take their time to simply look and feel and be with each other. After so many years of fighting and betrayal, they both knew it will take time to mend what they have. However, this is a step closer to the right path.

Gojo tilts his head up, tracing his lips to kiss along Geto’s scar. Every part of himself that he has managed to piece together shatters into a million new ones at the mercy of Satoru Gojo. He cannot help but to sob out his name, letting himself be consumed whole by his love and anguish.

“You are my one and only for eternity, whether in this life or the next.”

ik im a bit late but i just wanted to doodle smth for himiko’s birthday! happiest birthday to the cutest girl in the whole world!!

When you weren't looking

sleepover 📷

try not to think about satosugu for one (1) minute challenge: IMPOSSIBLE

formulating thoughts on how gojo tries very hard on two separate instances to save yuji and yuta from the d34th sentence and if that is in any way related to how he didn’t do anything to stop getou

like especially for yuta the way he ties himself to the situation proclaiming that he would risk his own life to deal with rika if it came to it. is it simply because he couldn’t/didn’t say the same for getou.

@usergif new year, new fonts: day 4 - three typefaces the first-year trio ヽ(≧▽≦ )人( •̀ᴗ•́ )人( #≖_≖)╮ [insp] [fonts used]

what is creating art if not an attempt to make other people feel as unhinged as you do

his big wet eyes and loser boy personality have captivated me