GOJOU SATORU,
IS THERE ANYTHING YOU DON'T HAVE?
THERE is green in the eyes. There is a blood-stained world and ink-stained glasses. There is weakness and a silenced voice. There is those who have and those who don't — but is it only the latter who can envy the former?
JEALOUSY digs deep, hidden in pulsing veins and sinful acts of flesh on flesh. A god and a mortal, an angel's feathers plucked one, by one, by one. There is white and blue, untainted and pure. There is black and green, festering and invasive. Black on white, green on blue, it bleeds into uncontaminated waters like ink. White on black, blue on green, they fuse into one.
TWO prideful people clash; you are prideful but silent, biting your tongue because you know where you stand in the jujutsu hierarchy. Gojou Satoru is prideful but loud, boasting his strength because he knows where he stands in the jujutsu hierarchy.
RECOGNIZE weakness, bow to no one. Both you and him can do only one but not the other.
YOU ARE ONE IN THE SAME, YET YOU COULD NOT BE MORE DIFFERENT.
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gojou satoru x gender neutral! reader [they/them pronouns]
implicit nsfw and manga spoilers
unhealthy relationship. (no abuse/major tw/super sensitive stuff, but generally this relationship is NOT healthy imo)
OTHER ——
jujutsu kaisen © gege akutami
renuyii | originally started nov 24, 2020
rewrite start: march 17, 2024
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INKBLOTS, gojou satoru
Fanfictionit's just jealousy well hidden. (or: in a physical relationship devoid of intimacy, gojou satoru shows a weird interest in the bottom-feeder of the jujutsu hierarchy.)