No Because The Foreshadowing Here Makes Me So Sad

Old scars

Guess how he got those. (Clue: it's from when he was alive)

Rosie guessed. She's flabbergasted and also really sorry for Al.

my fav thing about sunrise on the reaping was when haymitch was like yeah caeser i'm a lone wolf 😏 i'm with the newcomers but i'm not WITH the newcomers, yknow? they call me a rascal. a rebel against the gamemasters. I scored a ONE and that is a THREAT. you do not want to mess with me 🙅

cut to him with like 20 kids following him around like ducklings, him hiding in his t-shirt, him letting a bunny guide him to safety because it reminded him of his girlfriend, and him making nightlights out of potatoes.

we ain’t got time like we used to, but we still shine like we used to.

I’m hungry for freedom like never before

Deeply fucking unsettling things about the Honored One himself, Satoru Gojo

Thanks to his ability to fuck with gravity, you put him in a blank, empty room with identical walls, floor, and ceiling with no doors or windows, he'll quickly lose track of which way is up. Realistically this situation would probably never happen, but the concept freaks him out ever since Geto made a joke about it once.

Gojo's body maintains a perfect thermodynamic equilibrium, making his skin creepily cool to the touch. He can go out in a blizzard with shorts on, and between that and Infinity, he'd be perfectly fine. It makes for a cool party trick, because he can stick his hand in a candle flame or put cigarettes out on his arms with no ill effects.

He's unsettlingly clean at all times, because dirt can't touch him. Gojo hasn't needed to use stain remover on his uniform in years.

He quite literally has six eyes. He keeps four of them shut and all of them hidden most of the time, though, because a) looking into all six at once would liquefy the brain of your average human, and b) his Six Eyes are constantly feeding unfathomable amounts of information into his brain every second. Even with his tolerance to his powers and mastery of the reverse curse technique, there's only so much stimuli a human brain can process without completely shutting down, and Gojo doesn't want to find out what that'll do to him--in a nutshell, just because he can see things that mankind can't even hope to comprehend doesn't mean he wants to.

He can perceive the entire electromagnetic spectrum, meaning he can see shrimp colors. Everyone else desperately wants him to describe the shrimp colors. Gojo continues to smugly refuse.

Because of his reverse curse technique constantly refreshing and regenerating his body, he just. doesn't really need to eat anymore. or drink. or even breathe. His body is basically frozen at peak physical condition, and it's very likely that he is functionally immortal.

Sometimes, Gojo forgets what pain feels like, because nothing can touch him. Pain feels almost like pleasure to him, because nothing can hurt him. Nothing can even touch him, and Gojo has secretly developed a perverted interest in seeing how badly he can mutilate himself before he's forced to reengage his technique and heal.

Gojo can bend and contort himself in ways that aren't humanly possible, run faster and farther and lift heavier objects than anyone alive, because his body can repair itself almost as fast as it's damaged, depending on how severe the injury. Basically, he has permanent hysterical strength, letting him push his body past its limits to perform feats that would kill a normal human with no ill effects.

Gojo doesn't sleep. He literally can't unless he releases his technique, because his body is constantly being refreshed and doesn't need to shut down. Oh well, it's for the better. He's most vulnerable while he's sleeping anyway, and it opens up his schedule by a lot.

His teeth grow now, almost like a rodent's. He has to file them down to be able to open and close his mouth properly, along with much more frequent trimming of his hair and nails.

His skin is oddly smooth, and unnaturally pristine. Gojo hasn't recieved a single scar since Toji sliced him open, and all the ones he'd recieved before are healed flawlessly at this point. His hands are so soft they make it look like he hasn't fought a day in his life, because calluses aren't able to form anymore.

Gojo's been around the world countless times now. He can go wherever he wants with a thought; the only cost is his sanity. Warping himself across the Pacific for lunch in San Francisco is fun, but he can only do it a few times a week if he doesn't want to have another... ah, episode.

These episodes involve blackouts, gaps in his memory where his powers manage to slip their leashes from overuse and literally short-circuit his brain. He's only had a few so far, and every time, he wakes up in the infirmary completely unscathed, with blood all over his clothes and an awful fucking migraine. Nobody knows what happens or where he goes, and all Shoko's been able to tell him is that when it happens, he seems to go into a giddy fugue before blasting his way out of the compound and vanishing for anywhere from days to weeks. Gojo's absolutely terrified of these episodes, because he's wholly aware that if he lost it for real, nobody would be able to stop him.

He looks human enough, but if you look closer, he quickly starts to set off the uncanny valley effect. It's like a wolf in sheep's clothing--because you know how dangerous he is, even though he appears relatively harmless at first. Everyone who meets him has the same fear response clawing at the back of their mind as their hindbrain screams at them to fucking run, because Gojo is an apex predator in the body of a prey animal. His very presence awakens primal fear that's been entrenched in every human since the dawn of time--the fear of things that go bump in the night, of cosmic horrors beyond what mankind can even hope to comprehend.

His eyes glow all the time now, and the energy crackling in the air around him feels like the static that comes before a lightning strike. Satoru Gojo is insistent that he's still human even though he's the strongest, but... is he, really?

I think we need to talk more about the belief that Gojo has his Infinity up 24/7...or more like the fact that I think we misunderstand what kind if barrier Infinity actually is.

In the manga, from what I remember, when Gojo describes being able to have it 'on' constantly he describes it as analyzing incoming objects and people and stopping anything harmful/lethal. NOT that he has a constant barrier over his skin to prevent contact.

I mean he manually activates Infinity when Utahime throws her tea at him. So that means the tea and cup wouldn't be auto-blocked because it wasn't considered a threat(or maybe to prevent having to constantly work around his CT when drinking/eating) or that he has Utahime and things she touches on a 'safe' list that Infinity doesn't properly register as a threat.

When Yuuji asks Gojo to bring down his Infinity for back slaps, that implies that it's not usually up when Yuuji touches him/he doesnt usually encounter it when touching Gojo(and my boi is physically affectionate with Gojo from what the manga and anime shows).

Yuuta mentions Infinity being ungodly finicky when he's fighting Sukuna and I remember him mentioning having to anaylze/see all of the attacks coming at him. This implies that Infinity is not an actual 'field' but that it 'targets' things that are trying to reach the CT user.

What makes Gojo so 'untouchable' isn't a barrier field, but rather an internal program that is constantly analyzing things in his vicinity and classifying them as 'threat' and 'non-threat'. Which makes sense why he has to have RCT running all the time as I assume this is nearly CONSTANTLY frying his CPU.

But it kinda scuttles the whole 'he doesn't let people touch him' thing, which, very untrue? My man is slinging arms around shoulder, hugging Yuuji and generally poking and pal'ing around with people constantly.

It DOES however lend itself to Gojo being hypervigilant(Oh? PTSD, I know her), and a bit paranoid under his careless exterior.

Idk, sometimes I think about it and I just think my sensei is a touchy kind of guy and that sometimes HC of him can just come up with things that are categorically false? At least from my memory.

The whump is delicious tho.

Don't know where I found this art, but I fucking love the parallels between Lucifer and Lilith, and, Alastor and Rosie

trying to decide if i should write these requests now or when ive finished my current rewatch so i kinda get a refresher and i feel like they’ll be better hmm