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It's You and Me (Part 3)
Suguru Geto x Reader
Genres/Warnings: hs!suguru, biker!suguru, fem!reader, academic weapon!reader, mostly fluff and banter, slight angst, intro to yutamaki (the ship), halloween party(kinda?).
Word Count: 3k
Maybe you're bad at reading body language. Or maybe, he's bad at expressing himself?
Notes: I hope you enjoy this part! It's probably not as good as the previous part, but I assure you, good things are to come!
(Part 1) | (Part 2)
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***
Suguru leaned against your front door. His boyish grin plastered across his face, completely dressed in his costume. He and Gojo had decided to dress up as Sherlock Holmes and John Watson for the party.
"How do I look?" He detached himself from the doorframe and twirled around to give you a complete 180.
You got hold of his long-bell sleeves, holding them away from him so you could get a better look at the little details.
"Not bad at all!" You were so obviously checking him out, and he knew.
And, you knew that he knew.
That was just what he wanted. Didn't he? Why else would he show up on your doorstep?
"So, you just need to stick that mustache now?" You let go of his arms and held out yours so he could hand you the remaining piece of his costume. "Does it not come with the adhesive?" You began inspecting the fake mustache.
"I don't think…" He shrugged, and ever so slowly, his hand crept inside his pocket to crumple up the little piece of tape. He was looking up at you from where he stood at your doorstep.
You held up the piece of mustache to his mouth, your hands brushing his as he tried stopping you. "Let me see!" You revolted as he ducked his head away from you. "You're 'gonna have to eventually…"
After his little rebellion, he stood facing you, unmoving, as you found the perfect spot to fix it on his gorgeous face.
"Hmm," You leaned back like an artist, admiring your masterpiece. Your hands cupped his face slightly upwards, as you held the tiny black piece.
You could swear his eyes were shining.
And this moment will forever be burned into your brain. Not many got a chance to look down at Suguru Geto.
"This is a little embarrassing," Suguru cleared his throat, turning away to look at his shoes for a moment before looking back up. You couldn't quite read his expression, but you could definitely see a faint rouge spreading across his face. "Do you have something to stick it on my face?"
You nodded and turned to walk back inside, followed closely by Suguru. "How are you, uh… going to the party?"
"Shoko's driving us. Me and Maki, I mean." You stopped by the living room, motioning for him to wait, while you got your eyelash glue to stick the mustache. "I'll be right back,"
But, he stood there, right beside you. His brain racked, trying to come up with any explanation for why he should be helping you. He felt pathetic, excited, and desperate altogether.
"I…" He began as he watched you walk away to your room, but his words died in his mouth. "I should help,"
You turned back towards him, head tilted at his unwillingness. "Help?"
His eyes wandered through the ceilings of your hallway before they finally met with yours, "Yeah, I'll just go up. Save you a round trip. Not that big of a deal." He smiled sheepishly.
You could only laugh at his stance.
And, his expression.
You looked at him with brief skepticism, weighing out your options.
He was a good friend, yes.
But, being alone with him in your room seemed a little too intimate, even as friends. And you were good at keeping lines drawn right.
"No thanks," You narrowed your eyes at him, "I just cleaned my room!"
"That was quick!" Suguru exclaimed as you stood before him, shaking your tube of eyelash glue.
"Told you so," you chirped. "Look here." you tilted his chin upwards so you had a better point of view to work with.
I'm helping him.
He's my friend.
You repeated to yourself in a miserable attempt to calm yourself but, it was hardly working, especially with Suguru's face barely inches away from yours.
His eyes were shut and, his breathing grew a little shallow.
"There you go," you said quietly, as you scooted away, retrieved a vanity mirror from your pocket, and handed it to him.
Suguru sighed briefly before taking the mirror from you, but that soon turned into a snicker as soon as he looked at his reflection.
You followed suit.
"Maybe I should try growing out a real one." He looked at you with a smolder.
"EW!" you shrieked, pushing him slightly by his shoulder.
"Why?" he laughed harder at your contorted face, rising from where he sat, so he was towering over you. "You don't like it?"
"Not at ALL. You look like you're going to start a Physics lecture."
"I do teach you Physics, though." he squinted his eyes at you.
"Gosh, what's with you today? You seem a little high," You commented, retrieving your mirror from him.
Before he could clap back at you with another one of his witty responses, the doorbell rang, followed by a series of furious knocks.
"Looks like Maki and Shoko are here," He cocked his head towards the hallway. "I should probably go too. Pretty sure he'd be losing his mind right now. Not that he has much, anyways."
You laughed, walking out to the door as the knocks only grew worse.
"The door's going to fall off." You mock shouted, pulling the door open as far as possible.
"Not my problem," Shoko shrugged, handing you a paper bag. "Gift."
"What is it?" You completely forgot about anything else, focusing solely on the bag in your hands. "Oh My God! DONUTS!"
But like the nonchalant, cool girl she was, Shoko only winked at you, with a little kiss. "How come you're here?" She tilted her head at Suguru.
"Just leaving." He greeted her and Maki with a collective short hug, bidding everyone a dramatic farewell in his next breath as he sprinted back to his house.
You looked on.
Why did he never greet you with any hugs?
You thought you and him were growing closer. Then why?
"Man, I'm THIRSTY!" Maki pulled you out of your thought train.
"Of course, you are." You chuckled taking her bag from her, inviting both the girls inside.
***
Twenty minutes into the party, you had already been separated from the girls.
Though you vividly remember Shoko wanting to get a drink for herself, you had no idea when Maki slipped away too.
You found yourself wandering inside Satoru's house, hoping you'd catch hold of at least one of the four. As much as you'd hate to admit it, the music was getting to your head, vibrating through you, whole.
You made your way past the jam-packed kids into the kitchen to get something to drink. From a distance, you could see many people hanging around the kitchen, giving you a slight hope that one of them might be someone you knew. But, to your disappointment, there was no one.
Sighing to yourself, you Looked around in the kitchen to find something that suited your palate.
But that didn’t take long as you found the refrigerator filled with drinks and a huge bowl of fruit punch.
"There are no cups," you mumbled, turning around to look for some when you found yourself trapped between the refrigerator and a very drunk-looking Naoya Zen'in. He was in your grade, and that was about everything you two had in common.
Never did you imagine a scene where you'd find yourself standing so close to him? There had never been a reason.
You halted, trying to decipher his low ramble but you couldn't. The guy was drunk out of his mind. You doubted if he even realized he had caged you in.
Naoya was infamous for his terrible temper as is, it wouldn't take a genius to guess he'd only be worse drunk.
It was only a matter of a few minutes for you to get as far as possible you could, without getting a rise out of him.
I'll have to give up on the punch.
"Um, excuse me," You sighed, ducking under his arms and away.
What a moron!
Sensing you move away, Naoya grabbed your wrist yanking you back in front of himself. "Take what you wanted." He grumbled.
"I'm not thirsty anymore," You tried brushing him off, as you pulled your hand back. You stood up straighter, causing him to step back as you walked away.
He called after you, a certain distaste settling around your name, "You’re the one that hangs out with those losers, don’t you?"
You rolled your eyes, "Did you just call Satoru a loser, when you're drunk out of your mind at his party?"
He sighed, holding his hands up. "Touché. I am a little drunk. And dizzy."
"Congratulations." He was most definitely not "a little" drunk, evident by his knuckle-white grip on the refrigerator.
"Can you get me water?" He doubled down by the kitchen island, wreathing in discomfort.
Let's get this over with.
"Fine." You sighed, walking around the kitchen island to the water faucet.
Still no cups.
"I'm sorry, Satoru." You mumbled rummaging through the cabinets for any utensil, till you finally found a mixing bowl. You filled it with water, slightly shy of the brim, and placed it in front of him, as he found a seat on the island stool, "Here."
There was no way he'd drink that much water but it was better than waiting for him to ask for another fill. He was visibly shocked by your choice but never commented on it. "Thanks,"
Fifty minutes in, and you were already contemplating ditching the party.
Naoya had passed out on the counter almost immediately after he chugged all that water. You decided to just wait in the kitchen. It's not like he could bother you anymore.
It was a good party. Well organized. Great food. But, mainlining tequila was just not your thing. Especially, not on a school night. There was nothing left for you to taste anymore, nor could you find your friends.
Sure, Satoru's house was huge but not seeing a single person you knew for fifty minutes straight was messing your mood up.
You waited, looking over your phone for any sign of life from your friends.
Maybe if you bombarded them with messages, they'll answer.
It was kind of frustrating how you were the only one left alone.
You typed out a final message in the group chat, deciding if no one replied this time, you'd just go back home.
Five more minutes.
You grabbed your drink and decided to wait by the pool. The disappointment was getting to you, and the room felt suffocating.
Maybe today was not a good day.
The clock struck Twelve as your five minutes were over. You scoffed, chugging down your remaining juice and thrashing the cup. "Screw this."
I'm leaving. You sent the message in the group chat.
The lights blacked out as soon as you hit send.
You felt a couple of people gather around you, grabbing your arms and legs as they hoisted you up in the air. You felt as if you were hanging upside down, as blood rushed to your head. The drink you just downed threatened to make a comeback. But, you pertained.
The whole scene was so stupid, you didn't feel an ounce of panic. Just embarrassment.
Of course, you knew who the four idiots carrying you were.
Of course, you guessed by this time that it was a surprise, though not anymore.
You chuckled as they carried you around like a barbeque skewer. You loathed that your hands weren't free so you could hide your face from this very embarrassing public procession.
You were literally swept off your feet. And you had no choice but to go along with it.
Slowly the birthday song began to play, as the lights came back on with each step forward your friends took.
You craned your neck up in a miserable attempt to look around, only to be met by amused faces.
To your horror, they stopped by the edge of the swimming pool. They hoisted you up further, as they chanted your name as if you were Simba from The Lion King. The crowd applauded.
What is wrong with all these people?
And before you could fight, they dumped you in the pool. You grabbed one of their collars. If you're going down, you're taking them with you.
A blurry cry was all you managed to hear before you and your partner hit the waters.
Your lack of swimming knowledge bloomed in your chest as a terrible fright. The water messed with your eyesight, leaving you the only option to cling to whoever you pulled down with you.
As soon as your body was in contact with his, you knew it was Suguru.
Maybe he realized that you didn't know how to swim and that you were panicking. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you in closer, you were hugging-- rather you were stuck to him like a koala.
The anxiety messed with your head so much that you didn't even realize that the both of you were way above the water's surface now.
"Hey," He called out in his sweet voice, never once trying to let go of you.
Of course, he could feel you shivering from the shock.
It was you who pulled back. But, your faces remained close.
You didn't know if the unwillingness to let go was yours or his. His mustache had fallen off. Hair drenched, sticking to his forehead.
His face was so close to yours. If you just moved a little further...
"KISS!" Maki shouted, causing you to break away from Suguru suddenly. That girl probably had a microphone fit in her throat.
"Um..." You looked at Suguru, unsure of what to do next.
That sure was awkward.
"Here," He grabbed you by the arm towards the handrail.
"WHAT THE HECK!" You climbed out with a grin plastered across your face.
They were still by the edge, grinning back at you like idiots. Satoru passed you a towel. "If it was a bit too much..."
You began to shake your head in denial, to tell him it was cool, but he looked at you with a funky expression, "I don't care!", and stuck out his tongue at you.
You huffed.
Suguru struck the back of Satoru's head, as he emerged from the pool, "Where's my towel?"
"Who told you to dive in with her?" Satoru shrugged in response. "Let's eat cake, shall we?" He turned to you and the girls, completely ignoring him.
You looked at Suguru with distress.
It was your fault, after all, that he was soaked.
What if he falls sick because of this?
You draped your towel around him. "Can't die right before finals now, can you?"
"Speak for yourself." He looked at you, then your dress, handing the towel back to you. "I have a coat. Drenched, but a coat nonetheless. But, you?"
You tried to revolt, mentioning how he should hold you responsible in some way or the other.
But, gosh, he was so cruel!
He snatched the towel from you, throwing it over your head, he pulled you closer to him by a fraction. "Come to me when you want to go home."
You cut the cake your friends prepared for you. And, soon everyone else resumed their businesses.
You noticed one of the guys standing near Maki. He watched you cut your cake.
And all the while he stood with your group of friends, unmoving. He seemed meek.
You raised your eyebrows at Maki, hoping she'd clear the situation. He was stuck to her, after all.
"Right!" She exclaimed, following your eyes. "Meet Okkotsu. He's Gojo's cousin."
"Hi," He chirped without missing a beat. "Happy birthday!"
"Oh, Hi! Thank you," You replied, trying your best to keep the vibe pleasant. But, something felt off.
Your gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them, momentarily, before resting on Maki.
You were going to grill the heck out of her tomorrow.
***
Your friends cheered at the top of their lungs as you downed your fourth shot of the night and slammed the glass on the table with a sigh. You were drinking with a purpose and, you were resolute on achieving it.
"Who are you, and what have you done to my roommate?" Nobara exclaimed as her arm flung around your shoulder, and her other cradled your face in a side hug. Yuuji, your classmate, looked slightly concerned but never commented on it, and Megumi seemed embarrassed just to be seen out and about with the three of you.
From a third person's point of view, it would've seemed like you had been dumped by your one true love, in the cruelest way imaginable to mankind.
But you weren't.
You were just celebrating frickin' New Year's Day with your new friends from college.
And, not to be mistaken, they were great. All three of them. In their different ways.
But nothing can ever replace home, can it?
For the past two days, you four had been out and about, partying.
Diner after diner. Bar after bar.
There's truly nothing more appealing to college students than discounted food.
The countdown for New Year's started, and your phone rang.
It was Maki. "I bet you forgot all about me, right?" She joked, in her usual sassy tone.
"You think, dummy? HAPPY NEW YEARS!" You cheered along with the crowd, while still talking to her. But, she remained silent. "Hey, you there?"
After a few moments of silence, she shrieked, "OH MY GOD! YES, YES!"
"WHAT HAPPENED?" You mirrored her excitement, trying to figure out the reason. "MAKI, SAY SOMETHING!"
"HE PROPOSED!" Her shrieks seemed more muffled this time as if her face was buried, "I'M GETTING MARRIED!"
And that one sentence sobered you up completely.
"OH MY GOD!" Excitement ran through your whole body like a current. "CONGRATULATIONS!"
You were almost jumping. Nobara too. She didn't even know why!
It felt as if you were more exhilarated for her than she was but, of course, that wasn't true. "I AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU, MAKI! CONGRATULATION!"
It was a good day, you told yourself.
It was an effing great day!
Tags: @mandysfanfics
Jjk doodles featuring stsg pulling on the pigtails, and a jogo themed bong
I’m crying now
YUTA WAS ALWAYS SELFISH
I was originally going to make this post the week the big twist with Yuta in Gojo's body happened, because of the massive subversion that it was. It was the kind of twist that made you question if everything you ever knew about the character was wrong. Namely, Yuta one of the most empathic sorcerers we see in the series - the character who seems to lack the selfishness of the other sorcerers that make up jujutsu society. The kid who fights with the literal power of love.
Was Yuta a monster to begin with and we just didn't see?
So ignore the clickbaity tagline, Yuta is one of my favorite characters I'm not going to start calling him a terrible person. Rather that Yuta is dismissed as a soft kid or a wifeguy, when he's actually more cunning and cutthroat than anyone gives him credit for.
If a sorcerer is nothing more than a con-artist, then if the talent for trickery he displayed in the Sukuna fight is anything to go by Yuta is a true sorcerer down to his bones. Yuta turning Gojo's body into a puppet seems like a massive twist, and almost out of character for Yuta who was so devoted to Gojo.
His earlier fight in the culling game even seemed to hint that Yuta was too soft and he didn't truly have the attitude to fight someone like Ryomen Sukuna who was the embodiment of a calamity.
These panels seemed like a prophecy that Yuta was doomed to fall short against Sukuna. That he could never live up to his title as the next Satoru Gojo, because unlike Gojo and Sukuna who can stand on the top alone Yuta clings to his loved ones.
Sukuna got to where he is by rejecting love. Sukuna is Sukuna because he's never needed anyone to satisfy him. So how can Yuta who needs to be surrounded by his loved ones at all time to validate him and tell him it's okay for him to be alive even compete?
However, even in JJK zero Yuta's love is questioned on whether or not it's as selfless and "pure" as it seems. To begin with, Maki calls him out early on for attracting bullies by playing the victim a lot. He pretends to be a good and innocent person put upon by his circumstances and bullies when really he doesn't want to help himself. Instead of standing up to the bullies he's always let Rika protect him and then condemned her for being a monster. He's let Rika take the blame for all the destruction, even though Rika is HIS cursed technique, created by HIS emotions, and is protecting him.
Yuta doesn't make any attempt to try to learn to control Rika, or even work with her, he just shrivels away in fear.
"You act like a good person, but it feels fake..." Yuta has always adopted the facade of a good person. He seems soft, socially anxious and withdrawn, even after he gains confidence as a sorcerer those traits don't go away because they're a part of his outward persona. Jung divides the psyche into two parts, the persona a mask that faces the world the parts of yourself that come out in your social interaction with people and then there's the shadow your repressed personality.
Yuta's shadow is a literal monster that declares her love for him and then expresses that love by violently destroying everything around him.
Yes, Rika initially contained the soul of someone else but Rika the curse was created by his technique, her power corresponds to his emotions, she comes from his shadow, and even after the real Rika passes on the Shikigami RIKA still remains completely under Yuta's control. Rika is Yuta, the embodiment of his twisted definition of love that would curse his loved ones to keep them by his side forever because he can't live without them. All of Rika's insane possessiveness? That's Yuta's too. Rika's violent overprotectiveness? That's Yuta.
How poetic is it really that Yuta and Rika are so codependent that Yuta's shadow, the other half of his personality is literally RIKA. Yuta cannot exist without love, and without someone too love, he's so terrified of being alone that he cursed Rika and then turned her corpse into a puppet after death. He uses his loved one as a weapon to fight his enemies.
If you think about it for more than five minutes Yuta's cursed technique and Rika has some seriously messed up implications, but it's hard too because as messed up as Yuta's love is it's still genuine.
Love is a curse, but in 236 Nanami speculates that sometimes curses can save people too, just like how Jujutsu Sorcerers use curses to fight and protect others.
So Yuta's love is a screaming, raging, overprotective monster, but it's also what give shim the motivation to fight ofr others. Yuta's love is a curse, but curses can save people too.
Yuta on the other hand isn't aware of his own darker nature most of the time.
The big twist in Jujutsu kaisen Zero is that just as Maki accused him of from the beginning, Yuta was playing the victim all along. He acted like Rika cursed him with her dying breath, but Yuta was the one who cursed her because he couldn't bear to live without her.
However, even this apology is a bit telling of Yuta's self-centered nature. He immediately turns everything into his fault and starts beating himself up over it. He doesn't look at anyone else's perspectives or that other people had a role to play. He deliberately ignores Rika's feelings on the past few years, which Rika is quick to point out for him.
This scene has a parallel later where Yuta ultimately, only thinks about himself first and foremost. In spite of wanting so badly to be surrounded by his loved ones, it's more about him loving them, and less about their feelings for him.
After all he's completely willing to commit a double suicide with Rika to protect his friends, ignoring the fact Rika doesn't want him to pass on just yet, and Maki, Inumaki and Panda wouldn't want him to disappear either. This scene has a direct parallel a year later in the fight against Sukuna when Yuta gives up his body.
Maki almost breaks character from her usual culling game arcs stoicity to fight and argue with Yuta to stop him form doing this, and Rika who one year earlier told Yuta to live a long life so she wouldn't have to see him on the other side so soon is reduced to screaming and sobbing while holding his dead body.
Yuta loves people, or at least he feels an intense amount of love for people, but he can be as self-centered as the other sorcerers we see in the story. Geto even points this out right away, that Yuta is selfish, that he's seeking self-affirmation first and foremost. He needs other people's approval, their love, to feel like he deserves to exist. He'll do anything to earn that love, and once he has it he'll do anything to protect it but it's ultimately for himself.
It manifests in Yuta's technique itself copy, which first and foremost requires Yuta to consume parts of his loved ones that can never be healed if he wants to keep their copied technique. Yuta gets stronger by literally eating his loved ones. We have canon confirmation that Yuta fed part of Inumaki's severed arm to Rika.
Yuta's cursed technique is to emulate the strengths of all of his loved ones copying them and making them a part of his oqn technique, because Yuta will take any shape and form in order to be loved. It's also the perfect technique for fighting as a part of a group, because someone like Sukuna will naturally assume that Yuta's technique STEALS instead of COPYING so he'll forget that the original still retains their technique.
Yuta's not only selfish and has a very selfish, overprotective love for others, but it's those exact qualities that make him an effective sorcerer strong in the area that Gojo is the weakest. Group coordination.
Gojo is in his element when he's alone, but Yuta is so codependent that he literally cannot exist unless other people are looking at him. His strength comes from the things he copies and takes from his friend, and he turned his loved one into a puppet to fight others. Is it really that surprising that this kid would willingly use Gojo's body as a weapon after death when that's literally what he did to Rika.
How telling is it that like Yuta learned that Rika was cursed by him, went so far to exorcise her spirit, and then after finally letting go after her spirit passed on he made a second Shikigami named Rika a few months later made out of the small remnants of cursed energy that Rika left behind as a gift after passing on. The dude is not over Rika, he's like, Geto and Gojo levels of not over Rika.
Yuta's cursed technique being the literal weaponization of his love and his loved ones makes him the best character for group coordination in the entire series. Yuta even adopts apsects of hakari's persona when making his plans against Sukuna since he decides to gamble at several key points in the plan.
Several of the key moments in the fight are all Yuta's plans, with some collaboration from Angel. He makes several bets too like Hakari would. The first being going to finish Kenjaku by himself and using both Todo and Takaba in conjunction to trick him. The second is the bet that he'd be able to make it back in time to rejoin the fight in case Higuruma's plan fail.
It was Yuta who let his own domain barrier down on purpose to let Sukuna think he had the victory so he would let his guard down and make it easy for Maki to ambush him. Something that also required perfect coordination between Yuta and Maki working in tandem with one another.
Yuta set up Hana to do one large jacob's ladder when Sukuna least expected it because he knew Sukuna would forget that his technique is COPY and not steal. He also made the biggest bluff which was leading Sukuna to believe that he fed Rika his last finger.
These aren't just good bluffs, they require near perfect coordination with your allies and taking several chances on them. Nobara might not have even woken up so the last finger / resonance Gambit was perhaps the biggest gamble. Maki and Yuta had to coordinate with each other well so Maki would be there when Yuta dropped the barrier. Yuta needed Takaba a relatively new and inexperienced sorcerer to survive against the threat that was Kenjaku, and he needed all of his allies to stay alive while he was prioritizing Kenjaku.
These are all plans Satoru Gojo would never have been able to pull off, because Gojo only ever relies on himself. If Yuta and Hakari had intervened in the Gojo and Sukuna fight then he would not have been able to go all out, whereas Yuta REQUIRES people collaborating with him in order TO GO ALL OUT.
This is Yuta. This is his strength. Yuta is nothing without love, so he takes on the forms of the people he loves and takes things from the people he loves in order to gain the power to protect him. Yuta copies everything from the people he loves, so is it really that much of a surprise that he'd become a monster just like Gojo.
In some ways, Geto and Yuuta were the same. Geto was too sincere. To someone like him, the reality that the world of sorcerers presented to him was just too cruel. ’…that in a world like this, I couldn’t be truly happy from the bottom of my heart.’ To live for the purpose of being yourself. And for that goal, Geto could only continue to pursue his twisted dream, drowning himself in the curse that lies in the gap between ideal and reality.
Love is a weapon for Yuta. Just like his curse technique can take any form, so does Yuta's love, and so does Yuta himself. Love always wins, and in order to do so Yuta will take any shape necessary, no matter how twisted.
Love is the worst curse of them all, and Yuta will become the worst monster of them all if it means protecting his love ones.
Ok so we get itafushi, we get miwamaru, etc. in this page. It seems to be telling of relationships.
And Ui Ui / Mei Mei...
Ui Ui's arm - it looks like he's trying to break away from someone. Higuruma? Is Ui Ui... Struggling w the complicated messy feelings that arise when you begin to accept that you've been abused, but it's so hard when you've been groomed for so long and you don't want to face that reality?
Mei is on the opposite side of the page. She and her brother could not be further apart. Her eyes are closed, and she's smiling the way she does when exploiting people for money. Maybe her subscription service ambition was given to Mei as a distraction - to focus on that instead of exploiting her brother.
Maybe we didn't need Geto to come back to life and kill her - I really overlooked Hiromi and his sense of justice, haven't I? Mei probably thinks that she can get out of any scandal, as long as she has money. She isn't facing anyone, and no one is looking at her. Shoko is looking up at nothing, pretending she isn't there.
It looks like Hiromi's also facing Gakuganji - he's keeping watch over jujutsu headquarters and the victims. I love him so much. Looking back now, Hiromi rly is the next generation Geto - protecting the innocent without discriminating. Oh, you're in a position of power to exploit the weak? He'll kill you anyway. Good luck.
Also shokohime seems like.... There? Shoko's looking off in the distance like she's happy, waiting and giving privacy. She's facing Utahime, whose arm is reached out toward Shoko and to her student that she has to worry about first.
Idk what's up with Ino, or if Inumaki is looking at the reader.
And who are the two people in the back, that you can't rly see? Thought one was Todo but he's already on there. (edit: my friend says one is Hajime Kashimo, & they're right. I guess the other is Haibara, or maybe the sugar CT guy... Oh god is the jacket most like Junpei's?) Though it could just mean there are more strong and intelligent allies than we know.
Here's my reaction to the end of the manga btw (forgot this page was part of 271 smh)
I fucking love this image so much, because this is such a Yuta pose I fucking can’t 😭. It’s the little awkward lean into maki’s arm around the hands at his side tge slight angle. This is the definition I don’t know how to Pose in pictures pose and I love it so much
While you're here...
“but when she’s with yuta she’s a lot nicer”
i think maki / nobara is great and i know we’re all starved for wlw content but listen. yutamaki has the history. yutamaki has the development. the unwavering trust. the sharing of shameful secrets and receiving complete acceptance in return. yutamaki has “you’re gentler when you’re with yuta” and “handle her more carefully than you would a butterfly” and “i want to be like you; strong and resilient” and “she’s the sun shining in the winter sky”. yutamaki is like half a step away from being canon. it is everything.
Someone once told me to kms for shipping yutamaki 💀 like LMAO have you SEEN canon? Yutamaki always had 120% more potential of being canon than Nobamaki! Besides, IT'S JUST SHIPS BRO! I can have multi ships, heck I have gay ships too! Live and let live!
JJK Fans when you ship a man with a woman:
