sixeyecrsd
A (angst) GOJO⠀⠀⠀ STARTER FOR [* __reader ]
⠀ ⠀ [ ⠀ ⠀ Eye lids low, arms extended &. placing pressure onto the male’s kneecaps. Back touched up against the wall. His eyes darkening, Gojo seemed to have been drowning in his thoughts, even if he does try to hit the surface. To remember his reality. he can’t. the damage has been done. The water filled his lungs, is it getting hot in here? (* breath held.. is he even breathing properly now? ) blinks. why is *HIS cheeks stained with waterfalls? ⠀ ⠀ ]
[* READER BARGES IN , stopped at the view of Satoru. ] - > READER TYPING..
June. gonna get to replies, this is something new I wanted to try #jjkrpg! respond by leaving it on my mbs! { my eyes are on all the shoko / geto anons for this one. }
official_neville
@sixeyecrsd / The world felt like it was on a standstill, yet it felt like an endless void of loneliness. The air was cold, sending erratic shivers to interconnect the mind, everything felt irregular and not close to normal. Out of sorts, out of places and nothing could make sense at all. A dark-haired man barged in, his eyes widening and his pulse in a high, he rushed right in front of the white-haired placing his hands on the other’s kneecap. Desperately trying to reach him he spoke in the endearing way he once remembered,”Satoru. Satoru. I’m here. What’s wrong, are you okay ??” He knew the answer, he wasn’t okay. He still wanted to ask, perhaps could reach his overbearing walls.
