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@sinicides         ،̲،̲              “i don’t have any voices in my head.   getou has told me on multiple occasions that i’m neither old,   or stupid.”

“the  voices  in  your  head  cannot  be  considered  ‘people’  we  talked  about  this..” 

@sinicides       ،̲،̲               “(..)   HA?”      a look of shock forms,   a dramatic gasp escaping.      “i’m not OLD!   many people would still consider me young and kicking.”

*         OH MY GOSH TYSM<3333333333 THAT MEANS SO MUCH TO MEEFNSKJDNFKSDN

@onnanohebi        /    I LOVE YOUR ACCOUNTS TOO THEY’RE SO PRETTY 

@untamedgreenery,              /      THANK YOUUU I LOVE YOUR ACCOUNT AS WELL !!!

@cruelbones,              [    he knew what sentiment misato held with those who were of higher authority,   but gojo wouldn’t press on the matter just yet.   not when,   like he had noted previously,   bigger problems to handle in comparison.    ]      concerned?   of course not,   but it’ll be a hassle if he gets out of hand.      [    a quiet yawn,   seemingly undisturbed as his arms outstretch,   a satisfied grunt slipping away.    ultimately shrugging afterwards,    ]      but i’ll handle it if anything happens,   like how i’ll handle the higher ups if anything bad happens and i get word about it,   misato.      [    the sorcerer’s hand goes to rest on her shoulder,   offering the best amount of comfort he could give right now.    ]      try not to worry,   okay?   how about i give you a smooch so it’ll wash away all your concerns?      [    a smug expression falls in place,   gojo looking at her before wrapping an arm around her.    ] 

[frowning,  misato can’t do much to understand his logic.  perhaps the threat they posed wasn’t immediate,  but it was gradual.  she didn’t want any one of these kids suffering the same fate haibara and riko did.  but then again,  neither of them had adults like satoru watching over them.  she’d leave her trust in him until she had suspicion to believe they posed a serious threat again.  of course,  she could argue through murder they would be protecting people.  desposing of them before they could even pose the threat.]   you’re concerned about sukuna?

@cruelbone,              [    a yawn escapes past his lips,   seemingly complacent as he outstretched his arms from above his head.   a satisfied grunt escaping before a smile outstretched his lips,   a laugh escaping.    ]      because of all things i’d rather do,   killing them would be the last on the list.   you could consider it as me being lazy,   but i’d say that we’re doing just fine with them alive as well.      [    although gojo wouldn’t be uttering the complete truth,   but the sorcerer had to prioritize other things that were more important than murder right now.   he had to protect people.    ]      first,   let’s get rid of the bigger issues.

  ‧₊˚-  ̗̀    ℳ . ℱ／ @6THEYES
            
            the teenage male let out a 'tsk' sound , clearly annoyed with that 
            response , before returning to his 
            brusque pace . he slowed it down 
            some just so he wasn't too far away 
            from the other .
            
            ❝ i won't be taking the blame then 
            when we're late . ❞

@cursedtreasures,              i’m just walking at my own pace,   megumi.      [    the sorcerer would reply nonchalantly,   hands clasped together as his palm presses against the back of his head.    ]      you can just walk slower!   we’re in no rush after all.

／ one sec !

@maskingsorcerer,              /    yeah ofc!!!

@curseuses,              oh,   you know,   it must be the years finally catching up to me and all.      [    even within dire moments like these,   gojo would always find a way to crack a joke.   it would be the only way to keep himself entertained,   after all.    ]      maybe,   but it certainly has a new ring to it.   although i prefer gojo satoru,   the strongest sorcerer known to man!      [    the sorcerer says,   moving his hand up and sliding to the side slowly,   imaginative letters forming as if the title was manifesting in front of the two.    ]      i am still the best,   after all.   that’ll never change.

[ he could feel him become a shell of the person he was, all over again. it felt wrong having control of his body now after being confined as just a viewer for so long. perhaps that’s why he neglected his physical health so much, having forgotten what it was like. or maybe it was self punishment. he couldn’t even discern that anymore ]     when did you become so wise?    [ he asks in an odd attempt to somewhat lighten the mood. discussing his sins and trying to do better was weighing on him greatly ]     gojo satoru,  the wise.  sounds odd,  doesn’t it? 

@curseuses,              [    his eyes would soften.   gojo notices the small nuances within getou suguru:   from the exhaustion evident on his porcelain features,   to the way his cheeks seemed to hallow out,   and his frame which seemed thinner from the prior time which satoru found him.   however,   those circumstances were vastly different compared to how they are now.   although the sorcerer couldn’t discern between pity and sadness when he stared at suguru,   pausing.    ]      we all have to live with our sins,   it’s what makes us who we are.      [    it was odd,   gojo wasn’t typically the one who would give advice.   he was the jokester among him,   getou,   and shoko.   but here he was,   being the one to offer his two cents.    ]      i don’t have enough faith,   but i believe if you try,   i think..   it’ll all work out.   you just need time.

@curseuses,              [    his lips press together,   eyes fixate on getou as he thought carefully with what he wanted to say for once.    ]      i’ll blame myself until this is all over.      [    gojo replies,   a smile drawing up,   but he visibly tenses from the touch.   it was unfamiliar,   yet also familiar.   except the two were very different from who they were in the past.   however,   satoru didn’t stop himself from lifting his own hand up,   grasping onto it tightly;   squeezing.   ]

[ it didn’t surprise him to see gojo handle it all so well. in contrast to himself, who’s entrapment in his own body still haunted him day and night. ]     i don’t blame you,  by the way.  for any of it.  you couldn’t have known what was going to happen.     [ none of them could have. hesitantly, he lifts his hand and cautiously puts it on the other’s shoulder. ]    i’m..  glad to be back. 

@curseuses,              it was the only way to defeat a man like me,   you know.   i can’t say i’m surprised!   the only way they could beat me was to play dirty.      [    a laugh escapes,   not truly bothered by the predicament he was priory placed in.   almost seeming as though he didn’t even care about the fact that he was trapped just awhile ago.    ]      it’s not your fault,   it was mine.   i should have gotten rid of your body instead,   because of me,   you just ended up becoming one of their pawns.