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mikichko · 1 month

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in every life, i claw my way to you

nanami hates the idea of soulmates. despises the idea of a fated existence where he is simply thrown into a life that has already been decided for him. a life like that is not worth living.

so when you ask him, if he thinks you're soulmates in every life, it takes him a while to answer.

he's not pondering the existence of fate or destiny and its relation to your love, he knows it has no place in it. instead, he mulls over his thoughts, thinking of how to express himself so he's thoroughly understood.

because, no, nanami does not think you're soulmates in every life. to him attaching a concept of a destined love dilutes what you share. it dirties it, attributing the honor of such a connection to something as uninvolved as the universe.

because the universe does not know you the way he does. has not learned about you the way he has. the universe holds you both, but to nanami, his universe only holds you. the universe does not know the taste of sweetness that your lips bring with every kiss. will never learn of the tenderness of your hands, as fingertips press aloe-soaked gauze to fresh wounds. he knows the universe does not know what it feels like to find home in the safety of your embrace.

"we're not soulmates in every life, no." he starts, the firmness of his voice making you flinch. but before you can respond he continues, "that implies the absence of choice. that i have no free will of my own, to choose who i love."

his hand reaches for yours, "in this universe, in the next, in all the ones where we exist together, if my soul is truly mine it will fight to find you."

he raises your hand to his lips, lips ghosting over your knuckles before pressing a kiss to them. "in every life, i will choose you. even claw my way to you. because i love you in spite of fate."

a/n: quick little idea that came to my head for my little kento ❤

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ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously · 9 months

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Part 2. This time its the Tokyo Five (As I named them) Headcanons in the reblog tags appreciated

#haibara is baby i love him so much omg #also hes a light weight #two beers and he's down #remember the headcanon i had about gojo not beeing able to drink alcohol?#bottom right is what happens if he decides to drink #suguru with the bass is SO HOT OMG #and shopping cart stealing is mandatori for the sashisu trio #kidnapping haibara is a plus #also shoko or geto just casually pulling a pack of cigarettes out of their pocket and the condom coming with #yeah thats canon #the satosho hug makes my knees weak #and the sashisu kisses I CANNOT GET ENOUGH #more artists need to draw them kissing each other #pls i just wanna share my brainrot #nanami eating bread cuz its his fav food!#so many more headcanons feel free to dm me if you wanna hear more about my rotted brain farts #sashisu #satosho #satosho weekend #satoshoko #sugusho #satosugu #stsg #shoko ieiri #satoru gojo #geto suguru #haibara yu #nanami kento #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

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zorosdimples · 5 months

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nanami fluff. enjoy!

“ken, it’s not that serious,” you sigh, shifting on the couch to get more comfortable. your head rests on a fluffy pillow you pulled from bed and your body is wrapped up in a cosy blanket.

raising his gaze from his phone screen, nanami kento does not look convinced. “you told me that your stomach hurts, that you have a headache, and that you’re nauseous. if you won’t allow me to take you to the doctor, the least i can do is a little research.”

a little research—yeah, right.

you truly couldn’t wish for a kinder or more compassionate boyfriend. kento wants to care for you, and you appreciate it, but he tends to blow your ailments out of proportion. and since he discovered webmd, his armchair diagnoses have gotten… out of hand.

“i’m telling you, it was dinner last night,” you entreat. “the sauce was too rich.”

kento doesn’t respond; he’s squinting at his phone. “have you experienced any dizziness, coughing, or sn—”

“no,” you interrupt with an exasperated chuckle.

he looks at you for a moment before shutting his phone off and slipping it in his pocket. he walks over to your prone figure, crouching to that his face is at your level.

“i’m choosing to believe you,” kento says, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

you fight the urge to roll your eyes and instead offer him a small smile.

“but,” he begins—you stifle a groan.

“yes?” you ask. one of his large palms caresses the side of your face.

“i expect you to rest for the remainder of the day; i’ll take care of the chores. also, please drink more water. dehydration will only make you feel worse.” your boyfriend’s face is earnest as he speaks, and you feel your chest nearly burst with adoration.

“deal,” you breathe.

kento leans down to press a featherlight kiss to your forehead. “thank you, darling.”

he may be a tad overbearing at times, but nanami kento has your best interest at heart—always.

#i just know he prowls webmd like a fiend #it’s bc he loves you :-(((#also reader is me w timmy problems #anyway this is messily written not proofread so it’s rough but. comfort!#nanami x reader #kento <3

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tojisun · 2 months

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nanami and his love language being acts of service but it’s like. he loves cleaning your (eye)glasses for you; he takes it from your hands with gentleness and is meticulous as he swipes. you wait, patiently, and nanami does this little puff of laugh when he looks up because he sees you squinting, your brows furrowed together and your lips jutted in a shallow pout, and it’s perhaps the cutest thing he’s seen. it’s adorable, how this little thing has become a routine for you both.

#[in tears] he wouldve loved me i think #he wouldve been gentle with the goodbyes at least #nanami kento #nanami x reader #sun rambles

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pieflavoredartz · 8 months

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(CLICK FOR BETTAAA QUAILTYY)

krbs?? whats ship is that, only tianami here‼️

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playgrl0 · 1 year

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sharing some thoughts that i have about nanami (they're all canon bye)

⁂ nanami loves thighs. thick thighs. and stomachs! <3

⁂ he loves cooking and he loves to cook for you but he doesn't mind coming home to dinner that you cooked for him.

⁂ LOVEESS laying his head on your lap and having his hair played with.

⁂ he always watches your favorite reality shows with you, acting like he doesn't care and thinks that they're stupid but he's secretly invested in all of them and gets excited when you force him to watch a few episodes with you. he will never tell you that though.

⁂ i've said this before but: cat dad cat dad cat dad cat das cat dad cat dad

⁂ soft pleasure dom bye

⁂ he's a slut for pasta

⁂ loves giving you massages and he goes all out like he even uses all types of oils to massage your back and puts on some relaxing music so you get the maximum level of relaxation.

⁂ a simple but beautiful, romantic, classy wedding

⁂ nanami sheds a few tears when you walk towards him to the altar. mans is speechless, you look breathtakingly beautiful.

⁂ buys you a new bouquet of flowers every single week.

⁂ so many forehead kisses

⁂ girl dad idc

⁂ you're the only one that gets to see him in loungewear and bed hair. when his hair isn't styled and still messy and fluffy after a shower or after he woke up.

⁂ umm he loves teasing you in public heheh. but very subtle, he doesn't want anyone else to notice besides you of course.

⁂ loves quiet, rainy days with you. spending his free day inside, lounging on the couch while you watch some tv and he reads his favorite book, your cat curled up on his lap.

⁂ as much as he loves quiet, slow days, he's also up for some fun activities. believe it or not, but i can see him going to an arcade with you or a amusement park. he wins plushies for you, buys you bananas and strawberries covered in chocolate, anything you want. and he actually really likes riding roller coasters, the needs the adrenaline.

⁂ calls you my love, darling, baby, angel

⁂ HE HAS FRECKLES ON HIS SHOULDERS AND BACK. HE HAS FRECKLES!!!!!!!

⁂ sobbing at the thought of nanami getting ready in the morning/evening, shirtless in the bathroom in front of the mirror and you come up behind him, hug him and press kisses to all the freckles on his shoulders and back. help me.

⁂ he loves hard. and he only truly falls in love once. you're stuck with him forever.

tags: @shamelessperfectionhideout @vmlnrz @saintokkotsu @satanlovesusall666 @kiirsteinn @noritopia @gothamgurl2024

<3 @ playgrl0

#p!writes!%*#idk idk idk #i love this man so much help me #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #kento nanami x reader #nanami kento #kento nanami #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk nanami #jujutsu kaisen nanami

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lordzuuko · 9 months

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Gojou Satoru taking a photo with his kouhai he so totally do not have a crush on, he swears! Print | Ko-fi

#jujutsu kaisen #nanago #gojou satoru #nanami kento #gojo satoru #gonana #my art #two spellings for gojou because most don't spell with a 'u' sdfsadf #but i am stubborn and add the 'u' just because it looks so nice as well XD #ANYWAY this was super fun to do because aside from them being my ship #gojou is just sooo crushing on nanami ever since and he's SO OBVIOUS about it that it's very embarrassing lmao #and he would ABSOLUTELY buy all the nanami merch #you can tell it's gojou who did all the stickers if all the kissy marks wasn't that obvious XD #how nanami tolerates him is beyond me which BASICALLY MEANS he also crushes on gojou because DUH #it was mutual and everyone and my mom knows it sdfasdfsdf #and i know gojou would do something so silly like this sdfasdf nanami hair moustache has gojou written all over it XD #i just love them sire ugh OTL

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nume-x · 2 years

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👑Happy Birthday Nanamin 👑

#happy birthday my love thanks for existing in your 2d world you make me so happy uggggggh 😭😭💖💖💖#nanami kento #the daddiest #i love you nanamin #fanart #my artwork #jjk

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hawnks · 4 months

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I really think Utahime is one of Gojos favorite people. The glee he exhibits whenever they interact is hard to overlook, even when he’s bullying her. And I think it has to do with the fact that she does err on the side of tradition (obviously) BUT she is also willing to listen to reason, and she cares very deeply about her students. She’s like Gojo’s hope for the future, about what they can become, that they can be ruled by logic rather than “this is the way it’s always been”.

#I think that’s why he loves nanami and that one window so much too #they submit to tradition but they have their own moral compasses and opinions #gojohime means so much to me actually; gojohime can be so personal #okay now I’m done FOR real #I actually got a few hours of writing done tonight despite the gojo brain rot 🥳#squawk tag

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doodoodinklefart · 4 months

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i can teach you how to be just like me

just listen carefully

#tw eyestrain #tw bright colors #listened to jazmin bean's hello kitty one time and then i blacked out and this happened #i actually fucking love mahito so much he makes me so damn crazy definitely one of my fave curses he's SOOO GOOD #i also love junpei he's my little pookie poo sorry this is the first time i've drawn you i love you little guy #same with nanami this is the first time ive drawn him LOL sorry bud #this is one of the most stylish pieces ive ever drawn and i think its cuz i just let myself go wild on it #also i LOOOVE the way nobara turned out and mahito's expression..... he is so lalala #mahito #nobara kugisaki #junpei yoshino #nanami kento #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk art #jjk fanart #jujutsu kaisen fanart #doodooart

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winterfleursblog · 4 months

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𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 !

☆ Pairing: Nanami x Fem!reader

☆ Genre: Fluff

☆ Warnings: Mentions of Alcohol, very slight swearing. Reader was a student of Jujutsu High.

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆, 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅

Nanami as your Schoolmate

You two met in the 2nd year of Jujutsu high, and it was literally at a vending machine. That day, he was in a really bad mood, and so he was kicking the machine 'cause it won't drop his drink.

"Goddamn it! This shit isn't working" he exclaimed, and you witnessed all of these quietly. It might be weird, but you actually found him cute while sulking. Even though he looked like that one weird emo classmate you'd definitely avoid, you tapped his shoulder to give him a drink.

He was shocked when he felt your hand tap his shoulder, and a faint blush appeared on his cheeks out of embarrassment. All he could say was "thanks" before you left the scene.

Ever since that moment, you two met in the library, at the convenience store, and almost everywhere you go. It seemed weird how he is offline whenever your online game buddy is offline. You also caught him one time in the library playing your favorite game, but were too shy to approach him 'cause it seemed like he was hiding from the librarian.

One day, you saw each other in the library, and mustered up the courage to ask him, "Hey...are you user SilentAnhilator?"

This was probably the riskiest and most embarrassing thing you've ever done in your life—asking someone you're not close with and at the same time, outing yourself as a gamer.

You expected him to give you a sour look, however, you were met with a blushing teenage Nanami which you still find cute whenever you remember it.

"I....Yes"

You became friends after that incident.

The trio formed (you, Nanami, and Haibara) always went on missions together, where Nanami would remain silent. Of course, he isn't safe from your teasing and Haibara's jokes no matter where you go.

Nanami as your boyfriend

He confessed to you after a year of being colleagues. He realized that the reason he gets awkward around you is not because you were former classmates, but because he liked you.

He decided to confess his feelings after seeing you in the infirmary, heavily injured from a mission.

"Are you okay? Do you need meds? Can you stand? Please, answer me."

That was the first time you ever saw Nanami cry. You asked him why he was so worked up to the point of shedding tears, it's just a stab and a few broken bones—nothing that Shoko can't fix.

"I'll tell you why when...the time is right." He brushed that question off, but your heart was beating fast, hoping that it was more than a friend's concern.

A week later when you were fully recovered, he asked you out for dinner. There, he formally confessed his feelings like a mature man would.

"Y/n, I hope you don't feel uncomfortable, it's just that I have something to confess."

That moment, you could hear your heart beating fast.

"I like you, romantically, as a lover. At first, I didn't know why I felt nervous around you and why... my knees get weak when I see you. I thought I just saw you as a dear friend and a valuable colleague but as time passed, I started seeing you in my dreams and I could tell that it already was beyond platonic..."

You remained silent, still taken aback by his words, face flushed in red.

"...I'm sorry if this is so sudden, but can I date you? I promise to properly court you, and I definitely take relationships seriously."

Seeing you flustered and speechless, he thought he was making you uncomfortable. But in fact, you were just taking time to process your 10-year crush's confession.

"I-I'm sorry, I made my dear friend uncomfortable. I understand if you don't feel the sam—"

"I like you too" was all you could say before hugging him tightly. Immediately, he reciprocated the action by hugging back.

Since that night, he started courting you by giving gifts, talking sweetly, and doing affectionate acts of service. Of course, he remained very respectful. In fact, your first kiss happened only after 3 months of dating.

He is very good in handling his alcohol, and so he always goes with you to office parties (which is always with Jujutsu High teachers).

* f/n=your first name

(He knew that you still had a hangover from the way you typed. Right after getting on the car, he continued to tease you about drunk-flirting with him on your way to Jujutsu High.)

Nanami as your husband

Please read my previous fics to see how he proposed to you 🙏🏻

He is definitely a caring husband who wants nothing but to live a peaceful life with you.

When you two married, you immediately moved to your house in Kuantan, Malaysia. That house was planned for and built for 2 years (through mutual efforts)

Now both retired from being sorcerers, he works a simple job at a bakery down the street while you pursue your dream of being a lawyer.

Since you both decided to live a simple life, he used his savings for the past 10 years in funding your daily expenses (he still earns a constant sum from his humble job at the bakery).

One day, you got sick and he had just finished his shift at the bakery.

Notes: I love him so much I'm so delusional but I don't think I could ever find a man like him.

#jjk #jjk spoilers #nanami comfort #nanami kento #au #nostalgia #jjk nanami #nanami x reader #jujutsu nanami #husband material #i love him #pls marry me #boyfriend #text #headcanon

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gardenofnoah · 11 months

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the lamp light is warm across the cut of kento’s jaw. you feel it as you watch it clench—somewhere deep in your gut, the gesture makes a home that is as wholly familiar as the creak in the second step up the stairs. his hard angles are like that—you could close your eyes and know the contours of his face from memory, just as you do your own. brow furrowed in focus, he’s so beautiful that it’s almost unsettling. time has not changed him.

not like it’s changed you.

“hello, my love.”

you raise your eyes to meet his, now looking up at you. there’s a soft smile on his face—it’s not teasing, like it would’ve been 5 years ago if he’d caught you staring. likewise, you don’t have it in you to feel sheepish at being caught. not anymore.

you return the greeting, but you know that it’s not as enthusiastic as you want it to be. kento seems to know it, too. he slides the stack of papers in front of him to the side of his desk, leaving the spot in front of him empty. when he looks up at you again it’s an invitation, and it’s one that no matter how shitty you feel, you could never pass up.

you cross the room without an unnecessary step, and he leans back in his chair for you to slot yourself between him and the desk. you take your seat on the wood and he leans forward, reaching for you as he always does when you’re close enough to be just too far from him. his fingers brush down the back of your calves until they wrap around your ankles, gently pulling your feet onto his lap. you let out a little sigh when his thumbs press into the soles.

“something on your mind?”

you meet his gaze again, and it’s both fond and a little worried. he’s as perceptive as he always was—you suppose he’s had to be, though the reasons that necessitated that are few and far between now. the toe dip into retirement has turned into more of a knee-deep wade, and now he mostly uses his observational prowess on you.

you sit back on your hands, sighing a little. 5 years ago, you would’ve vehemently denied that anything was wrong, if only to make sure you could be a partner that never took up too much space. you can’t bring yourself to do that now.

“i look….different.”

he cocks his head to the side, and for a second, he almost looks boyish. it’s warm when it rubs up against the frozen thing in your chest—it thaws you a little.

“different than?”

“different than i used to.”

“right.”

5 years ago, kento’s affirmation would’ve sent you into a tailspin. but it’s different now—you know he doesn’t mean it negatively. it’s more of a prompt for you to continue—a way for him to show you he’s present in the conversation.

“i feel bad about that.”

his brows furrow again—a tiny crease in the middle of them that makes you want to reach out and poke it.

“why do you feel bad about that?”

“i don’t know,” you tip your head back, looking to the ceiling like it’ll have the words you’re searching for on it, “i just…wasn’t expecting the change, i guess. i feel like i don’t know what my body looks like anymore.”

he’s silent while he takes in your words, thumbs sliding up the inside arch of your foot while he thinks. 5 years ago, his silence would have ate at you until you packed it with empty filler to take away from the heaviness you brought into the conversation. it doesn’t bother you now, though—you know he wants to hear what you have to say. you feel secure enough to say it.

“are there specific things about your body that you feel bad about?”

you nod after a moment, choosing not to elaborate. it really didn’t matter what they were—it was not as if it was your first time feeling body insecurity, but this feeling carried a bit of existentialism that you weren’t familiar with—that was the problem.

“i feel like i’m too soft,” you say after another moment of silence. it’s not a bombshell that shatters it—it’s just a tiny pebble dropped from above that disturbs the surface.

“for who?”

“me.”

his fingers curl around your ankles and hold you there while his eyes graze your face. “what do you need right now, my love?”

his eyes settle on yours and you feel your own need for him flare up inside your chest. too warm for the thing that was there before. melted, you crack.

“maybe a hug.”

you blink and he’s standing before you, strong arms reaching around your shoulders to cage your head in to his chest. your thighs squeeze around the outside of his instinctively, like to pull him in is all you know how to do. the hand on the back of your head is warm and unwavering like the rest of him.

“not that you asked for this,” he murmurs into your skin, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, “but i love you soft. you change and i love you more than i thought i could.”

you press your forehead to his collar bone on a shaky exhale, letting his words wash over you. kento is nothing if not a man of whole truths—the biggest of those is that he loves you. it’s not like him to offer you meaningless affirmations just to placate you, so you know this carries weight—you take it for what it is.

“i want to love me soft, too.”

“i know,” he whispers into your hairline, “give it some time. you’ve done this before, no?”

his palm finds the base of your neck and massages the perpetual ache out of the muscle. there are moments that you are grateful for kento’s ability to find solutions where you cannot—to accept the control you hand to him on the basis of trust that has been earned over the years—but right now you’re grateful for his ability to know when to leave something unresolved. it might be true that to let this air out is the best thing for you to do—and knowing you’ll have kento to lean on when it doesn’t seem so simple is helpful.

the warm light casts shadows of your bodies against the wall—distorted and conjoined, and still more beautiful than you’ve ever seen. you think you can understand what he meant.

“love you, ken.”

he presses his smile into the crown of your head. “i love you, too.”

#i love to use this blog as a very public diary #sometimes you gotta air yourself out like a soggy beach towel u know #anyway i want to be friends w more nanamin fuckers. i am luring u to me. pspsp #i feel like all the nanami girlies have mortgages #nanami kento x reader #nanamin #nanami kento #jjk drabble #nanami drabble #nanami x reader #nanamin it’s the little things

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posletsvet · 7 months

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Death Is a Mirror, or How Death Is Linked to the Sense of Self in Jujutsu Kaisen

Death is a fulcrum of Jujutsu Kaisen's message, a major point of reference for both the audience and the characters within the story. Death is a mirror that catches and reflects the last light of a life reaching its end, a moment of full disclosure that overcomes all distances and renders all defenses permeable. Death is a mirror as it asks one question: who are we when there's no more need to lie?

The thread that binds together all major characters' deaths in Jujutsu Kaisen is how, despite multiple characters trying in an unreliable-narrator-sort of fashion to convince us otherwise, no one's truly alone in death. The connections that people forge with others throughout their lives become their tethers to the world -- and then reach even further, transcending death itself. This is how humans, using Jogo's words, can still linger after they die: through the loving memory of those they held dear.

No human exists in a vacuum. We live in the context of our relationships with the world, of getting to know and getting to be known in return. Our lives, in a sense, are a dialogue -- that's why we give and are given names. We shape the images of ourselves through establishing connections with others; our self-recognition and sense of self come from recognizing those connections. Once again, we learn the outllines of our souls by bumping into others.

These two concepts, recollecting your 'tethers' before death and acquiring self-reflection in others, are consistently brought together in the story. Before everything else, it's reflected in Yuuji's (who the story's focal point as its protagonist) idea of a meaningful death, one gone surrounded by those you love. Nobara, who possesses arguably the strongest sense of self with her loud proclamation 'I'm Nobara Kugisaki!' and who's highly conscious about her relationships with other people. Megumi, whose overarching struggle for self-determination has him relying on others to define his own worth and leaves him passively suicidal. Toji, who in his last moments thinks about his family and understands that by leaving them behind he deviated from his true self. Nanami, whose fading mind conjures the image of his closest friend and who, guided by that, chooses to go south and stay true to himself. Kokichi is yet another example, and actually quite an interesting one. His character is explored primarily through the juxtaposition between the concept of 'the body within the world' and his forced isolation, but who still contextualizes the world through his connections with his friends. It's no coincidence that Kokichi's character arc is closely linked to Mahito, who is dubbed a mirror of death.

In short, there's a plethora of instances where death and one's sense of self are tied to one another like that. I'll ramble a bit about how this correlation is discovered in both Gojo and Geto's characters below the cut.

The lack of self

Gojo is somebody who's essentially lacking both connections to others and a sense of self-identity. His entire personality is shaped around the notion that he's The Strongest, the very thing which prevents him, even if in his own mind, from building meaningful relationships with the people around him.

Not having to challenge or change his self-image, Gojo has little to no recognition of himself as a person outside of his title. He has never faced a need to discover himself in relation to the world; he was given a foundation to construct his identity on upon birth. Did he really need to grow past that and redefine himself? Satoru lacks self-reflection -- most literally.

With Gojo's face obscured by the gaping void, we do not get to see his reflection. I'd say it's quite an apt visualization of Gojo's identity crisis. Who are you if not The Strongest? As Gojo's position is challenged with his Infinity suddenly overcome, this question is forced onto him.

But as he's spent over a decade trying to escape answering it, he never got a chance to acquire a definitive answer. So now, in Shibuya, he flees from it once more.

It's painfully ironic and at the same time fully logical that it is Geto who exposes this issue to Satoru as Gojo's sense of self is arguably connected to him more than anyone else. During their student years Suguru was the one who persistently rejected treating Gojo as a title and not a person, who looked through decorum and actively chose to see him not as Gojo Satoru, The Strongest but rather as Gojo Satoru, a teenage boy. For Gojo, it was through Geto recognizing him as a person that he was able to reach that recognition, too.

But after Toji Gojo is forced to seek self-affirmation and validate his ego by reclaiming his position, which was threatened by him losing to somebody for the first time. He tries to reinforce his self-image by separating himself from the world, which ultimately leads not only to his now automatic Infinity rendering him unreachable (= disconnected), but also to a loss of his sense of self as he loses his one and only connection.

As I've already said, with the Prison Realm breaching the defenses of Gojo's technique, this issue, his lack of a firm sense of identity beyond his title, is exposed to him once more. It's reflected in the way Satoru places his priorities post-unsealing. He fights Sukuna with seemingly a single purpose of cementing his position as the strongest sorcerer alive and thus regaining his uderstanding of who he is. The answer to this question has never lain in the plane of strength alone, though, and that is why Satoru fails utterly.

But in death, as the relevance of his Infinity is eliminated, Gojo is finally able to reconnect with his sense of self. He's reverted to his teenage self, to the time he could still relate to somebody on a personal level and get stronger for it. The entirety of the 236 chapter, in a sense, is written as an affirmative: he is The Strongest because he is Satoru Gojo, not the opposite, but it's his death which makes him finally recognize this.

The deviation from self

Now, this image could not be intended as a visual parallel to Gojo's reflection, or lack of thereof, in the Prison Realm's eye. Nonetheless seeing that scene in Shibuya animated immediately reminded me of it, and I think there potentially might be some thematic similarities between the two as well.

Talking about how our identities are defined by our connections to other people as much as our relationship with ourselves, it'd be only logical to assume that Geto should have a firm grasp on who he is. Not only is he a deeply self-reflective character, but also one who actively relates to others.

However, Geto's reflection in Gojo's eyes is unclear and uncertain, almost indistinguishable. It might be a neat way to convey how, finally taking a moment to look at his best friend for the first time since SPVI, Gojo doesn't really recognize him for how much he's changed. But it also could hint at how Geto, driven to the point where he bends and warps his beliefs to justify his actions, also bends and warps his sense of self.

At least how I see it, the image above calls to mind this panel:

The moment Geto tells Satoru he's decided on 'his true feelings' which would define him as a person. Isn't it ironic how in the exact same conversation he talks about how the goal he's settled upon is only possible for Gojo, meaning striving to achieve it would be akin to trying to become someone he's not? The light novel outright tells us as much:

This was the final confession of a man who could only choose to warp himself, who had erased himself in pursuit of his goals. The only person who could bear such a curse was Gojo Satoru.

In this light it's interesting how Gojo's struggle with his sense of self makes itself known through something which threatens his position as The Strongest, whereas Geto's is reflected in the eyes of someone to whom he refers while saying 'If I could become you...', deviating from himself.

A major factor of overcoming trauma is embracing the inadequacy of what happened. So, to a certain extent, by becoming an enemy to the system Suguru wants to prove the world of jujutsu sorcerers wrong and himself -- right. It once again reminds me of Toji's dying thoughts.

The flip side of 'deciding on your true feelings' is ultimately anchoring your entire identity to what is just a single aspect of it. People exist in motion, and our personalities are in actuality as dynamic and complex as our relationships. But Geto bound his self-definition to what was rather simply a reactive feeling, so in the end he inevitably failed to live up to it.

And once again, it's exposed at the moment of Suguru's death. In his case, though, this failure is also what leads to his defeat and consequent death in the first place. I also find it curious how Geto's face is the first thing Gojo sees in the afterlife, while Gojo's face is the last thing Geto sees and acknowledges in his life. And just like Gojo, in his last moments Suguru reminisces about their shared past.

The image almost mirrors what we saw in the chapter 236, suggesting how Geto's true self is in turn tied to Satoru. Despite how vague and uncertain their relationship's come to be, the two are rendered inseperable even in death -- or rather, in death especially.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk analysis #jjk meta #god i don't know which characters to tag and in what order #gojo satoru #geto suguru #satosugu #yuuji itadori #nobara kugisaki #megumi fushiguro #toji fushiguro #nanami kento #kokichi muta #mahito #there are too many of them it doesn't feel right to tag them all somehow?#i was trying to keep it short but it obviously got out of hand #*sighs in frustration*#something something you'd say you love me and look in my eyes but i know through mine #you were looking in yours #but not in a derogatory way!#it's all about connections! it's all about tethering! it's about learning who you are through the people around you #we are maps of our experiences and we carry with us everyone we met along the way and let in #that is the gist #jjk manga spoilers #probably should include this tag too #actually not a fan of how pretty much everything i write eventually turns into a satosugu post #but what would you do i guess #*sighs in frustration once more*

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