GHOST FILES .01
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@KAIDANKOI
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𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟔.
With mission debriefing taking the first half of an already-drab day from Satoru, he looks towards the latter part of it with high hopes, intent on turning it all around.
Thus began his evening crawl across …
There sure are a lot of students being enrolled in recent days.
Of course, Satoru looks towards the positive. The future of Jujutsu Sorcery won’t sway to the dark and dreary— not if he can help it.
@girlfailgensho
Letting go is the hardest part, but if you do, it’ll seem like such an obvious decision in retrospect. It’s almost laughable at how it all works.
Nonetheless, I wish you a clear mind and heart. The weight of the world can be a lot to deal with at times.
@AdventOfSukuna
… sardines in a can. Confidently keeping them in place, as the innards of the Buddha’s hollow body were ladened with punitive spikes, but if this were the abrupt end of Sukuna… that’d be pretty disappointing, wouldn’t it?
sixth |
#HEAVEN
Basking in the April Breeze, he sits upon a park bench — at peace.
His face, partially-concealed by a mask. The only thing protecting him from a horrid case of hay fever this season.
… on Nanamin, who probably doesn’t even need them to begin with? ”
He really doesn’t want to try this cake. Would it help to raise his Infinity, just in case she gets the bright idea to force-feed him?
While Pride is normally celebrated at the ends of April in Tokyo, Satoru stands with any of students who might want to celebrate with the rest of the world.
@girlfailgensho
— being “here” on the timeline comes with a lot of the same road block. I catch myself spending hours staring at this timeline on this account and tweeting nothing. Just frozen, bug-eyed and infinitely refreshing my for you page to find something different.
Choose Life.
… his clan’s retainers, whose skin all shared a similar glow.
“ What’re you doing out all by yourself? Having a hard time making friends? ”
The assumptions wouldn’t stop there, as Satoru’s mind was an ever-active one.
“ Just an FYI— high school’s about …