gojo-ology

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#20: nonstandard

↪ nanami kento

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"recollection"

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Summary: A girl wakes up with no recollection of her life thus far. All she has is a name and a power that she doesn't understand. Scared and backed into a corner, she does whatever she has to do to survive, including shedding blood. However, a man appears to put an end to her, but instead offers a new path for her to walk. Rina only knows her name, and she only knows that she's found a place as a Jujutsu Sorcerer. However, an old curse starts to stir, and she starts to learn that her fate may already be decided, and her past is slipping through her fingers.

Note: Hi!!!! Welcome to this new fic! I haven't written much for JJK but I got this idea and HAD to create this fic! I hope you stick around on this journey~ I actually have two chapters published so I will link chapter 2 at the end of this post.

Warning: this story addresses some dark topics; death and toxic relationships being the main two. I'm also not afraid to describe violence. However, you will not find anything referring to SA or any explicit sexual content (although I might write some as stand alone one shots once I decide who Rina is involved with adjfskl). There might be a suggestive scene or two but nothing more than that. Thank you for reading ajfkdsl I will shut up now

Ao3 link

“Don’t you see? No matter how hard you struggle, you can’t win. You and everyone else- you’re weak. So accept the inevitable and die.”

For a long, long time, those were the only words circling the mind of the woman. They went around and around, blurring together and coming back into focus. There was nothing else to perceive; only darkness, the cold, and pain.

Ow… ow… ow…

Slowly but surely, a sensation other than pain blossomed on her bare skin. From several points in her body, the cold became more pleasant; refreshing.

...rain…

She had always liked water. Being submerged in it seemed… natural. The pressure around her felt like a hug, cradling her close as it protected her.

At least… that’s what I thought…

Because, today, this time… it failed to protect her. The techniques she had honed to their finest point failed. And now, there was nothing she could do to save herself. She didn’t dare open her eyes, even as consciousness resurfaced for just a brief moment. She didn’t want to see the burnt, ruined landscape around her. Even though the stench of smoke and corpses filled her lungs, she didn’t dare look.

This last moment of awareness was nothing but a trick. A ploy to get her to open her eyes and view this mortal realm one last time before leaving it, a cruel joke to make her think she had any chance of surviving this.

Maybe… Maybe he was right.

Fifteen of them had taken the King of Curses on. She wasn’t even supposed to be there, but she foolishly pushed her way to the front… only to be struck down as easily as the others.

We’re all just insects… maybe we deserve to be squashed by the likes of him.

But… it wasn’t supposed to end like this.

She had so many plans, and so much ambition. She was a prodigy, and managed to acquire respect despite being a woman. Of course, there were those who would never see her as an equal, but she tried her very best. She had so much to prove, and now all those hopes were dashed.

I wanted to show the world… that my gift was mine. I was the master of my powers. And then…

She was supposed to get married, to a member of one of the great Sorcerer families.

I won’t ever… see them again…

Anger flickered in her dying heart, bitter, cruel anger.

It isn’t fair… it’s not FAIR!

She had no strength left, yet she opened her eyes. Rain and blood blurred her vision, and her hair had fallen out of it’s bun and over her face. She was a pitiful, pathetic creature, laying there in a pool of her own blood, half of her body gone, left to die. Her opponent didn’t even care enough to finish the job.

I don’t want to die… I don’t!

Her last remaining hand formed a fist in the ashes below her. Her fingers trembled, unable to control her technique any longer.

This can’t be how it ends…

Not after this. Any death would be better than this one. She always imagined a glorious death, either as an old matriarch or as a hero in battle; not as someone defeated and humiliated.

As a sorcerer, as a woman, and as a human… She was humiliated.

Despite her weakened state, cursed energy was everywhere around her body, coursing out with every new negative emotion she felt.

Please… don’t die… don’t DIE-

She couldn’t breathe, and now the rest of her senses failed. Her fist loosened.

I don’t care if it has to be in another life…

Her head fell back down to the ground, and her eyes closed for the last time.

Let me live to face Sukuna again!

Her last wish, her last vow, lingered on her lips, even as life slipped away.

I know it was short, but we actually start the story in chapter two!

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JJK OC

hi look at my JJK oc. She is the protag of the fic I'm about to write.

Sname: Mizuwani Rina

age: 26

gender: female

Cursed technique: Rina is able to summon and control two Crocodile shikigami. The two creatures appear from the ink on her back, tethered by thousands of little strands, almost like puppets. While they lack any specific power, they possess excessive speed and strength, and will (in Rina's own words) "fuck your shit up." The "tattoo" she is marked with is visible to even those without cursed energy and is not able to be removed.

She also possesses powers granted to her from a Binding Vow, however you will have to read the fic to learn what those are as well as the secret behind her cursed energy~

She has big intimacy issues as a result of a past relationship so maybe she and Gojo will bond over that jafdskl

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NOOOOO WhAT

Jujutsu Kaisen (date! scenario) click and drag game!

warnings: flashing images

Game notes • How to Play

Please use a browser other than Google Chrome to play because the GIFs always lock onto their first frame on Chrome. Safari and Firefox work, please try those

If you're on mobile, screenshot the gifs either as a set or individually

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Holiday Event

Day 5 // Satoru Gojo (jjk)

Note: this is my first time writing for Gojo, or ANY Jujutsu Kaisen characters, so be gentle! Lmk if I did him justice!

This can't be happening… how did it come to this? Oh god oh fuck-

"Hey, look, (y/n)! I found some board games! Now we won't be so bored, hehe!"

You sucked in a breath, bracing yourself, before turning away from the frost-covered window. An unexpected blizzard raged outside, hitting in the middle of your mission. The thing that bothered you wasn't being stuck in this hotel room; No… it was who you were stuck with. 

"Gojo, I don't think I'm up for any games right now," you told the tall man as you walked back towards the small living area. "We won't be getting home until tomorrow, at the very earliest-"

"Come on, look on the bright side!" Gojo shot you a grin, tossing a deck of cards between his hands with surprising nimbleness. "We're safe. And you get to hang out with me!" You stared at him with an exasperated expression as he stroked his own ego. "By the way, since we're stuck here together… call me Satoru. We're fellow blizzard inmates now, right?"

You couldn't see it, but you just knew that he just shot you a wink from under that blindfold of his. Your cheeks heated up, and you quickly looked away.

The reason you were worried about staying here with Gojo wasn't that you didn't like him; the problem was that you did. A lot. 

Even so, you couldn't keep your eyes off him, and you couldn't help but return his smile. Somehow, the dread of this night was melting away. "Alright… Satoru."

"That's the spirit! Now, are you up for a card game? Maybe strip poker?"

"Absolutely not!"

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pda with gojo

pairing ❱ satoru gojo x GN!reader

genre ❱ sfw (bits of nsfw i guess?)

warnings ❱ ass grabbing/ slapping,,,, and smooches

authors note ❱ also wanna give credits to @crybabygumi for this bc i saw theirs w/ yuuji and this sparked an idea

➫ this man loves pda- like you can't go anywhere with him without him doing something to you

➫ one time, you were bending down to look at something at the store and he walked up to you, said "damn babe, you got a nice ass" and slapped it-

➫ he will also like, GRAB YOUR ASS???? like you can be looking at things at the store and he'll just take a handful of your ass into his hand and just smirk

➫ other than grabbing/slapping your ass, he will be all over you- he doesn't care if people see him

➫ he's the type of guy to fuck you in the bathroom yk?

➫ but anyways- if he sees other men or women looking at you in a special way, he will in fact dip you down and kiss you roughly (this man is so embarrassing istg)

➫ other than that, he'll also randomly kiss you

�� if you guys are at a restaurant, he'll always put him hand on your thigh and purposely make it painfully obvious to other people

➫ all in all, he's just a man in love and horny and wants nothing more than to make you feel loved

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Artist!Reader

gojo x gen!reader

a/n: pretty short, enjoy!!

he's mesmerized by how you cleanly curve your pencil to the left to draw the root that outstand the countless ones illustrated on your sketchbook

yeah, he kinda does look like a creep poking his nose everywhere just to try to take a look at your drawings

but it's endearing!

he just likes to see the process of your art

"hey hey draw me!" yep, he's that type of person so

you did draw him

one day, bored out of his skull,chewing with the stick in his mouth then suddenly you came in and hopped on the couch and showed a drawing of him and he screeched

he couldn't contain his excitement and twirled you around in circles (while the first years look at both of you and gojo causing a ruckus at like 8 a.m. in the morning

he would so likely treat you the day out, he won't hesitate to shove everything he sees interesting in your face

also getting complaints from principal yaga on why yall are out when both of you should be training the students

but gojo dismissed him with a laugh and ended the call

also the same day where he shoves the art in everyone's face to flex resulting in you trying to drag him off

"that's why you both went out" principal yaga muttered while you stilled, waiting for any punishment

but he waved you off, asking you to take care of the man child of a teacher who's currently messing around with his students

he wonders if you've ever thought about selling your art

because of how much hard work you put into all your pieces eventhough it would be just a sketch

"price it high so you could be rich like me" "it'll take a million years to ever be as rich as you"

he might have joke in handing you tons of money while you stared at him blankly while he just walks away

(take it love, with the chance you got right now)

depending on your answer if you want to sell or not, he would still be happy because he could easily just annoy you with his request and money and running off when you yelled at him to come back

he had an artist alongside with him so he could freely swing his arm over your shoulder and ask from you

to say he was an annoyance to your life was an understatement buuuttt you still loved him

it's weirdly adorable of how he has a seperate, special place to hang up your art and he had little sticky notes next to them

"wowww pretty pretty!!"

"i like this one cause y/n managed to capture my attractiveness"

"if you compare it to the park we went, it looks the same!! :00"

you would mention it to him after going to his room to call for him and he would be busy in the shower and you would crouch down to look at his little notes

gojo basks in the moment when you laughed too much because how stupidly cute his comments were

it was a memory he keeps where it'll stuck for a while or maybe forever

who knows, he just wants to look at you where you're happy 24/7