#getouh

[gohjuo]

HAPPY MUNDAYY AKA MY LAST DAY WITH DAIZE @getouh 💕✨️

#✧ → ʙʟᴇssᴇᴅ & sᴛʀᴇssᴇᴅ ( ᴏᴏᴄ. ) #munday. #getouh #planning my second trip as we speak #sad my vacation is over #take me back even down the flight delay

[ratiosalaryman]

what kind of warmth are you? quiz tagged by @getouh in their answer

sun shining on your face

you're encouraging, brave in your kindness, and intentional about bringing healing to all those you love. your warmth is obvious, but commonly misunderstood. at first glance, people may take your positivity as naivety; it is the opposite. you have seen the cruelty of this world, and that's why you choose to be recklessly warm. you find comfort in nature and love random acts of kindness. you probably remember one specific stranger really well, even though you never saw them again. but they gave you a bit of warmth that you carry with you everywhere you go. i hope you know you are that stranger for others. the kindness you give out is helping others be kind in ways you may never see. i see you, and i'm proud of you. i hope you're proud of yourself too.

Tagging: @cursedcalamity @circusmxnkeys @toxji @hxbiris (Yuji) @inun4ki @infamiia (Apollo) @publicsxfetymakima @impishsensei @6cular @ofovertime + you who see this, too late now icon by @pfpanimes

#this sound more like haibara with the naive kindness #but I see him rubbing off on this weirdo #who hasn't watched the last episode #this person #but I know what happens #I know #𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 : ( prompts ) #getouh

[6cular]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. It's time to spread positivity!

i'm ... i ... 🫵🏻🔪💞

#getouh #u wanna kiss ... ?

[stargrade]

it'd been a long time coming, it's like a FORGOTTEN friend suddenly showing up out of nowhere, with news in hand. it wasn't hard to hear of the special grade who an expiration date only to land under the watchful eye of his best friend. it's ironic that they find themselves where they first started, where they had first met: jujutsu high. somehow, she finds herself here at time, a compass drawn to a part of place that yuki could almost call home. japan is the closest thing she could call her roof, a few windows, & the front door. her hand is on her hip as she finishes watching his demonstration with the first-years.

❛ geto-kun, ❜ a sly smile appears on her face as her other hand gives him a wave. yuki is sure that he would have found his answer now, maybe he had even found his way after their conversation. she likes to think that one conversation they had became a springboard of ideas to draw from & run amuck from. although she supposes his path became windy, filled with briars & turns that he couldn't fully navigate. ❛ can i get your answer from before? what kind of girls are you into?❜ geto had effectively left her on read, folding the corner of the page for him to get back to at his leisure.

yuki was always the type of person who is art, hung up on a museum for onlookers to interpret to their liking. some might have preconceived notions of her, some might become enamored with her, others might pass her by.it just depends on what kind impression she made. she doesn't believe she's for everyone, but she's wholly aware that existence would always be special. ❛ still hanging around, gojo-kun i see.❜

❛ did you finally decide what side would win?❜ it was another echo to their discussion. their exchange could be called a haunting, spooking geto into whatever thoughts he could grasp onto & make sense. she, too found her answer.

@getouh liked for a starter

#getouh #☆ ➸ ɪᴄ. #☆ ➸ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ sᴛᴀʀ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀs ( ᴍᴀɪɴ. ) #lissen i thought hard #but this would be such a different outcome/convo in the fix-it canon #and that's what i went with #xoxo #q.

[visioncursed]

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

@getouh /  ANSWERED  . 

bodily  reactions  to  human  emotion  .  SOMEWHERE  a  pathway  is  severed  ,  mind  ,  body  ,  &  soul  .  things  like  frustration  come  easily  -  often  in  fact  &  it  simmers  under  his  skin  ,  prickles  at  his  nerves  until  his  head  is  swimming  in  his  irritability  .  an  enigma  really  ,  when  satoru  is  so  expressive  ,  when  he  wears  what  he  feels  on  his  face  like  an  open  book  &  makes  no  effort  to  hide  the  roll  of  his  eyes  ,  the  wrinkle  of  his  nose  when  he’s  affronted  .  joy  ,  a  toothy  grin  .  boundless  energy  that  keeps  him  constantly  moving  ,  laughing  ,  ENJOYING  .  the  more  serious  feelings  ,  the  vulnerable  ones  ,  leave  him  lost  .  everything  is  too  loud  &  his  eyes  burn  ,  exhaust  him  .  the  first  time  he  cries  in  front  of  suguru  he  doesn’t  even  comprehend  that  there  are  tears  streaming  down  his  cheeks  ,  that  there’s  anything  wrong  at  all  .  it’s  the  furrow  of  the  other’s  brow  &  dripping  concern  that  alert  him  ,  startled  into  wiping  his  hands  across  his  own  face  like  he  can  rub  away  the  stains  they’d  left  in  their  wake  . 

now  ,  they  sit  close  .  they’re  always  close  ,  satoru  constantly  attached  in  some  physical  way  .  he  leans  into  him  so  heavily  that  he  threatens  to  topple  them  both  over  ,  eyeing  his  phone  over  his  shoulder  curiously  &  blinking  back  his  surprise  at  the  comment  .  blonde  lashes  flutter  a  few  times  &  he  moves  .  ❛  is  it  ?  ❜  some  of  the  weight  eases  up  ,  he  shifts  to  settle  his  own  hand  on  his  chest  &  tilts  his  head  when  he  feels  it  ,  against  his  palm  his  heart  bounds  rapidly  like  it  had  somewhere  to  be  in  a  hurry  .  ❛  oh  ,  yeah  .  i  think  that  just  happens  when  you’re  around  .  does  it  happen  to  you  ?  ❜ 

  had  it  been  exhilaration  ,  he  would  understand  .  his  heart  raced  in  fights  ,  excitement  drove  him  .  in  quieter  moments  like  this  ,  when  there  is  nothing  going  on  &  it’s  just  them  ,  it’s  harder  for  him  to  place  the  feeling  .  affection  isn’t  a  familiarity  after  all  . 

#✧. ┊  answered . #getouh #✧. ┊ I WOULD KNOW HIM IN DEATH AT THE END OF THE WORLD ( geto ) . #I HOPE THIS IS OK #gojo is rly bad at figuring out human feelings ok #and this might be mushy but gojo loves him so #ty for coming to my ted talk

[muekura]

there's no explanation besides one that delves into something hibiki knows too little about. hesitation-- maybe. something that tightens their lips, odd, reflexive. getou suguru looks the same as he did when passing by him on student grounds; and nothing about it seems right. not after everything that had occurred.

" you're on everyone's tongue. " he'd always seemed the popular one of the two. there's room for insult, but hibiki's flat tone betrays the idea of it. rather, it seems--- inquisitive. like a cat prodding with its paw.

&&. @getouh

#getouh #( 無 / in chara. ) #hello!! thank u for liking my starter post <3 #teacher getou... [holds safe in my hands]

[getsusekaii]

5 Faves | 5 Tags

Food: Turkey subs

Season: Spring

Drink: Lemonade

Color: Blue, purple, and green

Anime: Jujutsu Kaisen, Bleach, Chainsaw Man & Free

Tagged: I actually stole it from my twitter and was tagged there. I'm just bringing it here cause i think it'll be fun~ Tagging: @seikkoh @taliaromanova @smilemuse/@gohjuo @getouh/@vh1ral @gyofukuki @sozokami @jikangairodo @weepingmoonlight @rake-rake

#✦ ・ rubii is a gem #✦ ・ dash games #totally tagged more than 5 #but time to spead this out and around #have fun!

[gohjuo]

me, on my way to my death bed cause i know you guys are going to kill me today: @cherrygardn & @getouh

#cherrygardn #getouh #✧ → ʙʟᴇssᴇᴅ & sᴛʀᴇssᴇᴅ ( ᴏᴏᴄ. ) #why are you both trying to kill me ? #AT THE SAME DAMN TIME #i feel wrong for this icon #but the other one is a much worse option #both of you guys out here messaging me like so you're dying #me: OH OKAYYYYYYY

[ratiosalaryman]

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

@getouh : ( answered non-sexual acts of dominance — accepting ) getouh lights → nanami's cig

It was time to come up for air. The heavy metal door swings heavy behind him as he puts the cigarette to his lips, stepping free of the threshold of sterile office silence and numbing fluorescent lights. He is greeted by the setting sun on a Tokyo skyline. The neon lights of the metropolis flicker to life around him, casting eerie green and crimson light on the towering monolithic building behind him. A reminder of his deadline, Nanami sighs, sucking dead air through his teeth as he acquiesces to the night's trials. Tie askew, Nanami finally takes off his suit jacket, folding it beneath his arm as he searches for a lighter. He finds his financial report, instead. Frustrated, he sighs as he pulls out a pen and props himself on the concrete boundary. He folds the paper in half, tired and body feeling like a damned punching bag, he scrapes his eyes over the numbers again, irritable that he had pocketed something so important amidst a deadline. He senses something sick on his periphery, but he's easy to ignore the impending choke of cursed energy. Better to weigh the day's plaguing deadlines. But there is something familiar in the click of shoes upon the pavement. An unwelcome presence that cuts through Kento Nanami's arithmetic reverie.

Nanami's eyes lift from the spreadsheet, meeting Getouh Suguru's gaze with measured disinterest. A "miss me, Nanami—?" plays on the man's dark eyes, smugness dripping off every movement, every gesture as he encroaches. There is a great assuredness in him that Nanami hasn't met before. This isn't the Suguru Getouh he knew. The confidence is different, not the same humble confidence that he admired before. It can't be— The man produces a lighter out of nowhere. His ex-upper class-man smiles mockingly at him, pressing too close-- Nanami meets his eyes with stiff stoicism, and without waiting for permission, Getouh flicks open the lighter. The flame dances to life as he leans in. A cackle of flint and steel lights up the hard lines of Nanami's face, his cool eyes not leaving Suguru as he casually lights his cigarette. The acrid scent of burning tobacco fills the air as Nanami inhales, a gesture more of compliance than desire. The smoke curls around them like a twisted dance, unresolved tension that hangs thick between the two men. Nanami's eyes narrow, the distaste evident on his face as he turns his head to exhale a lazy plume of smoke. Getouh leans against the concrete wall, watching him with the dark eyes of a shark that tastes the scent of blood. The rhythmic pulse of traffic sounds continues on and on around them, and the wind picks up. "I'm on break," he says, his voice carrying a subtle edge. He notices the sheet in his hand has been crushed in the interim, and Nanami silently folds the paper in irritation to tuck it away. He rolls up his sleeves, a tick of his, to then flick away the ashes, seeming more interested in anything else, save the black hole on his periphery— Suguru. The glow of the cigarette tip illuminates his features, sans glasses, his cursed tool replaced with the mundane air of over time weariness and annoyance. No one is here to witness this ghost return, save Kento Nanami, salary man. He's retired from this bullshit, for fucks sake.

#getouh #: I love loove your canon au divergent version of getouh — it's hellaaa #: timelines are fuzzy- just know Nanami is uh retired from JJT for now #𝘐’𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 : ( rp ) #𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦— 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 : ( answered asks )

[6cular]

“ kiss me again. “

 cool fingers hold onto suguru's chin to tilt his head sideways . when he asks for another peck it's not because satoru had pulled away , it appears he can't take a moment of separation and let him kiss the marks on his neck . apology , in his own way , for littering the smooth flesh with these pretty shades of purple . he can't help his mocking chuckle . one long leg curls on top of suguru's body , shifts him a bit closer before gojo straddles him ; they were going to be late for the class , not that gojo satoru ever complained about being scolded at . he wasn't about to start now , when suguru looked ethereal beneath him . sunlight caught on his lashes , cheeks reddened , chest marked . satoru's hand is cold when it presses against his chest , brushing a thumb against his nipple as it moved upward to cup the side of his neck . easily pressing his thumb against suguru's bottom lip to drag it down , and hold it there with a tilted head . ❛ what happened to please ? hm ? ❜  he's purring more or less . his phone buzzes , a message lights up the screen ; ‘ sensei ! where are you ?? ‘ and on the bed , satoru is busy kissing suguru's neck , whispering in his ear ; ❛ let's hear it . hm ? ❜

#getouh #` gojo satoru ❜ ... 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 #something smol and simple and sweet bc i need it thanks #usfw #tEACHER SUGU RU 🔪🔪🔪

[fauxwife]

i assign you a cat

soft

you deserve the world, but the world does not deserve you!! definitely coquette (bonus points if you had a cottagecore phase) love letters, fresh-cut flowers, floral print. you attach yourself to people and refuse to believe they could do anything wrong. sweetest person ever ong, ily

tagging: @spydcddy @senshis ( anya ) @getouh @dnangelic + anyone else who might be interested :) tag me !

#❀ ᵐᵃᵐᵃ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʷⁱⁿᵈ. ( headcanon ) #[ very true . she is in fact #the sweetest person ever ong #q.

[getsusekaii]

What kind of catharsis do you need?

Tears You've been holding it all in for so long, haven't you? It seems like there's no time, no space to fall apart. But you don't have to pretend to not be hurting. The tide of pain in you is cresting. Let it out. There's no judgement here.

Tagged: @rake-rake (〃￣︶￣)人(￣︶￣〃) Tagging: @gohjuo / @smilemuse, @getouh / @vh1ral (Denji and Aki), @jikangairodo @cowboynanami @ashestxashes, @impishsensei @strawdxll & whoever else wants to do this~ (✿◡‿◡)

#✦ ・ yuji itadori #✦ ・ dash games #hey wtf-

[rensake-blog]

GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!

name — Kami or Kami-sama pronouns— He/She/They I'm genderfluid so they really just, stay rotatin'. They/them is safe though! preferred comms — Tumblr hates to notify me of literally *anything* so if you tag me, or IM me, or anything- While I check frequently- I may miss it. So my discord is open to mutuals and please I beg of you do not be afraid to DM me. XD name of muse — Ryuu King Evans experience in RP — Oh gosh. Uh. Nearly 14+ years of roleplay experience. I've been through just about every medium you can think of. Forum, Text messages, Chatzy, Email, Skype, Google Documents, Kik, Discord, and of course Tumblr. best experiences— I think it's currently a tie between Tumblr and Discord. Which is a reasonable tie, in my opinion. XD pet peeves/dealbreakers — Oh. Hmm, maybe non communication? Drama. And people who refuse to read a muse out properly. muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — Well, my muse would prefer fluff. But I genuinely like anything that can evoke great emotions in another person. That deep gut wrenching angst, the feet kicking fluff, and the cheek heating smut, all are S-tier to me. I just want to write in a way that makes you feel enveloped in the story, so if you're invested, I'm doing my job right. plot or memes — Both! I don't reblog a meme if I don't think it can be turned into something of a plot. Of course, it's up to you to decide if it should be a thread. XD long or short replies — I love long replies, they make me eager to respond since I can see just how invested my rp partner is. But short replies are good, if the rp was short to begin with. ^.^ I'm not fond of one liners long term though, since I don't use icons they can drop off too easily. best time to write — Anytime, honestly. As long as I'm not asleep, or busy, I'd generally prefer to be writing or drawing. ^.^ are you like your muse?: I wish. King seems to have a lot more things together than me. But no, I think we aren't all that alike aside from our friendliness and our general love of cats.

Tagged by: @cmdrace Tagging: @queenharumiura, @kaizokugaris, @whiskeysmulti, @chillin-at-partys-bar, @needlenxggin, @ryusxnka, @ladysasagawa, @juhotookaku, @negativeinterview, and @getouh.

(If you've already done it, don't worry about it! Same for if you don't wanna do it. <3 But if you haven't, and you want to- even if I didn't tag you- Go for it!))

#ooc.godhelpusall #memes.thesearethejokes #queue.karmabites #munday.behindthecurtains

[gohjuo]

me being dramatic about the cold when its 18° and @getouh is like the heater is on.

#✧ → ʙʟᴇssᴇᴅ & sᴛʀᴇssᴇᴅ ( ᴏᴏᴄ. ) #getouh #im gonna be dramatic about the cold #cali spoils me way too much #but i do no love the cold #floored with how nonchalant they are about the cold

[calisources]

upcoming commissions.

getouh

vihrago

today I had a little panic attack so i'm gonna rest and resume making stuff tomorrow. i'm usually fast i think, i take a day or two with the comms.

#( calinarnia : welcome . )

[6cular]

“look at me.”

   ' should i kill them ? '

 his mind went a thousand places in the split of a second , imagined the metallic taste and scent of crimson . the girl felt smaller in his arms , born and died to serve a greater purpose than her whole existence could take . gojo knows because it could have been him , gojo knows because one day it'll happen to him . as he carried her , as the crowd cheered nonstop , all he could focus on was suguru . days passed , gojo barely left his dorm , barely came to share lunch with suguru like he always did and will . . . until the ravenhaired boy himself caught him in the cafeteria with his food untouched .

 it's ridiculous . to think of the mouths that ate him when he was rotting , but the smallest bite of his pasta made him nauseous . he focused for the half empty can of soda , took small sips , swallowed down and it felt like swallowing his own blood . if he could , he'd kill toji zenin seven times . a few years after this , as if gojo would allow another trace of that bastard in his life , let alone his kid — when suguru sits in front of him , and calls his name , gojo only hums . impossible to ignore a presence as bold as his ; he quietly asks him to look up , and ocean gaze flicks up from behind his shades . but they don't talk , for a while anyway . they simply stare at each other and gojo knows exactly what suguru wants . gloominess had never suited him . . . he doesn't smile . some days it's too much effort to twist the muscles of his lips , or to get loud about the most mundane and useless stuff . but he traps one of suguru's feet between his , from under the table , and mumbles ; ❛ your feet are cold again . ❜

#getouh #` gojo satoru ❜ ... 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 #death tw #heheheheheh . #btw sorry for the wait .