#and I'm not saying this cause i hate gojo and want him to lose

[jgnico]

The more I think about it, the more the idea of Gojo winning the fight against Sukuna bores me. Like, yay, the dude that said he'd win at the beginning of the series won. All of their problems really did get solved once they got Gojo out of the box. All of those stakes weren't really that high. Gojo gets stuck cleaning up another mess for Jujutsu society, and nothing actually changes.

Don't get me wrong, I'll enjoy the fight regardless, but it'd definitely feel kinda hollow to me.

[dark-night-hero]

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who says he'll be there when you wake up but always in the morning when you wake up, he was nowhere in sight. Dishes left unclean in the sink with his dirty laundry all over the floor left for you to be picked up.

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who promised to protect you but left you once he heard his friends- his students were endanger. He who would leave you in a heart beat, telling you others needed him- his students needed him. What about you? Don't you need protection too?

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who always scolds you for your carelessness, but laughs his carelessness off like it was no big deal. Even when he's hurt he always laugh it off, telling you he was fine, he was the strongest after all.

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who tells you he would be there back by your side by midnight. Only for you to left the cold dishes on the table as you take a rest for the night. Those heartfelt made dishes left untouched as you have no appetite left for the night.

You hate Gojo Satoru. He who has many secrets to keep, responsibilities to meet. He who no matter how many times you tell him to rest, keep it easy, would only push himself even more. Sometimes, you thought like for once, you just want him to be normal. Back to his old self, something that was too much to ask. The two of you have already lost a lot. You do not want to lose him too.

But you love Gojo Satoru. He who even thought was not by your side upon waking up would not forget to cook you a meal before he left home, a single note saying there was an emergency mission and he's sorry he could not be there by your side as he promised he'll be. On the bottom saying he had already but your remaining laundry in the washing machine and that he'll be bringing dinner later and that Megumi and this other students might come too. Also saying sorry for leaving his clothes in a hurry and for leaving the dirty dishes on the sink.

But you love Gojo Satoru. He who knew you needed no protection, you are strong after all. Nevertheless was always there on your toughest times. "Need a help, babe?" There he was leaning over the wall, ready to step in at any moment. "No." "Aw come on babe, the more you get the job done early, means we can come home early too. Allow me to step i-" "Satoru. I can handle this." "'Kay." He pout like a child causing you to roll your eyes and finish the curse in one attack. "Let's go." You spoke, offering a hand to him in which he gladly take, pulling you close to him. "I knew you could handle them." He spoke, kissing the crown of your head.

But you love Gojo Satoru. He who despite never seemed to listen to everyone's word could never go on and ignore you. "I'm sorry." He was kneeling in front of you. Arms and legs crossed, you questioned him. "I'm sorry for what?" "For being a careless individual and getting myself in danger for playing around too much." He pout, blue iris seemed to be looking at you with puppy eyes as if he wss expecting you to let him off so easily. "You knew that was the case. Why still act like that? Look at your students, do you think you're being a good exam..." As you continue to rant off and scold there teacher, the trio that was silently listening and watching starts to shiver. "Remind me not to pissed off Gojo sensei's lover." In return, Megumi could only shrug. He have seen this scene for a long time now.

But you love Gojo Saturo. He who know who to make things right when be fucked up. "Hi." Thats what he said when you saw him creeping inside your shared room at night. In his hands were flowers and some kind of sweets. "Why are you standing in there like a cre-" "I'm sorry, there was a emergency mi-" "It's alright." You were not made that he missed your promised night. Just disappointed, but looking at his guilt written face. All of those disappointment just fades away. "Come here. Are you hurt? Have you eaten yet? If not, how about I warm up the foods and eat?" You smile at him before taking those flowers and sweet in this arms. Not to long he pull you in an embrace. "Thank you." "Hmm."

But you love Gojo Satoru. So that means taking care of his responsibilities- his students while he is gone. "Are you okay?" It was Megumi as he sat down right next to you. "I am." You lied. You are not okay, not when everything is falling apart, not when everything is fucked up, not when it seems like everyone is putting the blame on your love one. Not when your lover is sealed off, unknown how and when to be released. "I'll be okay, Megumi." You pat the boy in the should as you stood up. "Let's get going shall we?"

You love Gojo Satoru, so you have to let him go. With the two of you stand by each other just staring at the ruined city cause by the return of the King of the Curses, he felt him take a hold of your hand. "I'll be back." He spoke, kissing the back of your hand. You smile painfully at him, "Will you?" "I will, I promise. Aren't I the strongest?" He laughs. "... don't make a promise you can't keep, Satoru." Kissing away the tear rolling down your cheek. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "Be safe, okay? Satoru.."

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°

[goatyuuji]

JJK 271: The death of Ryomen Sukuna

As a Sukuna fan, this chapter was everything I could ask for. Such a beautiful end for such an interesting antagonist. Okay coming back to the chapter, more specifically to Sukuna and Mahito conversation, we see Sukuna admitting that he had different paths he could have travelled, two to be more precise: one being with Uraume and one with a mysterious black hair figure who is dressed as a shrine maiden, so the question here is who is this mystery person...it's definitely not Yorozu since Yorozu has never dressed this modestly and I don't think this is Sukuna's mom either...so who is this???

I believe this is Kenjaku when he first approached Sukuna in the Heian era.

We previously had a panel of Sukuna's mummified body dressed as a monk by Tengen in the manga...so Sukuna might have grown up in a religious setting, and what better way to get close to him than approaching him as a miko or a shrine maiden.

But that's beside the point. The point here is Sukuna talking about the two paths he could have chosen, and he ends up choosing Kenjaku. He allows Kenjaku to make him as a curse object, allows Kenjaku to make a vessel for him to reside into, allows Kenjaku to rope him into the culling games, and even allows Kenjaku to trust him with Tengen and the merger. But the sukuna who chose this path was an angry version of him, the curse version of him if you will. He wanted to spit back the curses that were residing him, so full of anger anger anger hate hate hate. Even at his death bed his only response to kindness was "don't underestimate me, I'm a curse". So this version of Sukuna choosing Kenjaku over Uraume was no surprise.

But what changed then????....well.....HE LOST

He lost, not to Gojo or Yuta or Yuji or the serveral dozen sorcerers who jumped him, in the end he lost to MEGUMI FUSHIGURO. In ch 268 we see Sukuna trying to manipulate Megumi to give him all the control, to give up and leave it to him.

This curse version of Sukuna who doesn't know anything except cursing others back, recounting all the deaths Megumi caused to him, telling Megumi how he can't live a proper life anymore....somehow somewhere it feels like he is trying to delude himself too by saying after all the atrocities he caused in 1000 years there is no use fighting back, no use in living a proper life anymore. And this Sukuna has never lived for anyone except himself so it's easier to curse the world back, easier to give up all the control and just cause panic and doom and death.

But Megumi is not just living for himself, he lives for Tsumiki, for Yuuji, he can't doom the entire world when the world has people like Tsumiki and Yuuji in it and so he fights, he refutes the notion of proper life and says he wanna try living for someone else one more time.

All this could not have been done without Yuuji Itadori of course, Yuuji Itadori who came as a guardian angel to Megumi Fushiguro, who never gave up on Megumi once, who showed Megumi how to live one more time.

Not only that Yuuji Itadori showed Sukuna, the king of curses, the one person who kept cursing and ruining his life again and again, pity. Yuuji who was cursed by several people in his life, his grandpa, Nanami, Junpei, Mahito, Gojo, Choso, Nobara and Sukuna himself, still able to live his life without cursing others back, still able to live his life with compassion. And Sukuna reaction to it is understandable: rage. Because Yuuji is everything that his chosen path won't let him be, Yuuji is everything that that Sukuna could have been if only he hadn't chosen the path with Kenjaku...if only...

So after Sukuna who has lost everything and there is nothing more for him to lose, he decides to choose a different path, he chooses Uraume. And just like Megumi who decides to live for someone else (Yuuji) when given the second chance, Sukuna chooses to live for Uraume this time. He acknowledges his defeat with grace, does not condemn the path he chose the first time but instead he is regretful which is so raw and unfiltered coming from Sukuna, and moves on North this time with Uraume. This time Sukuna chooses Uraume instead of Uraume choosing Sukuna and serving him.

And with this the story of Ryomen Sukuna comes to an end. We never got his backstory, we never even got his real name because he never looked back behind him to acknowledge those measly things. To say in short, this is the death of the King of Curses who was just living to cause death and destruction around him and rebirth of someone entirely new.

[brotheramberland]

Senseis' as fathers with a child!reader that was born blind.

Senseis' include: Kakashi Hatake, Satoru Gojo, Yami Sukehiro, and Levi Ackerman.

Please keep in mind: All character & reader interactions are purely platonic. There is NO romance. The reader is somewhere below the age of twelve and is portrayed as non-binary. These drabbles are meant to be platonic, fluffy and comforting.

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Kakashi Hatake

"Do you have a good sense of your surroundings?" Kakashi asked from where he knelt beside you.

You sported a determined expression that he couldn't help but to find both adorable and admirable. Even blind you still tried your hardest to improve your skills no matter how dangerous it may be. It made him proud and also worried him to death.

"Mhm," You nodded, tilting your head, "There's a tree five meters that way. I think I know where to go."

"Very good," Kakashi patted your back, "Just remember, if you happen to fall, I'll be right there to catch you."

"Ok, daddy," You smiled at him before focusing all your attention on using echolocation to navigate the branch you wanted to jump on. If you were going to be a ninja one day, you had to practice and train with all your might, "Here I go."

Kakashi held his breath while calmly waiting for you to make your jump, his body braced in precaution. A lump grew in his throat and sweat lightly dampened his clothes. Honestly, he might be over-thinking a bit, but he couldn't help it. He loved you so much, and while he respected your desires to train, he still worried about you tremendously.

He had lost so much in his life. Losing the most precious piece of it would cause him to go infinitely insane. Your blindness was an extreme vulnerability, and although you had grown well adapted to it, there was still much you had left to learn. And it didn't help his anxiety any when you decided to do dangerous activities like this.

In a flash, you jumped.

With a stumble, you landed perfectly on the tree branch. Wobbling to regain balance, you blushed in triumph and giggled, "Ah! Did you see that, daddy? I made it!"

Kakashi swiftly jumped onto the same branch, smiling proudly behind his mask, "Yes I did. That was well done, dongo, good job. At this rate, you'll be a ninja in no time."

Delighted by his praise, you grinned and began looking around, getting excited when you sensed yet another nearby branch. "There's another one," You grinned and went to jump.

Kakashi gasped and reached out for you, "Wait, (y/n), not so fast."

This time around, you didn't land where you were supposed to. In fact you didn't come into contact with any trees, and instead fell to the far away ground. "Ahh, daddy!" You cried.

Kakashi caught you in an instant, safely securing you in his arms while landing on a nearby branch, "You okay?"

You whimpered, hugging him tightly and frowning in failure, "Yes, but... I missed."

"That's okay," Kakashi quickly reassured you, running a soothing hand through your messy hair, "We all make mistakes. Why don't you try again, but this time, try not to let your emotions overwhelm you, ok? Often times emotions can be more blinding than blindness itself."

"But... What if I miss again?" You say sadly, "I-if I can't jump like I'm supposed to, then I'll never get to be a ninja, an-and you'll hate me, a-and I w-won't get to be like you-"

"Hey, hey, where's this coming from?" Kakashi grasped your shaking shoulders, looking into your milky, watery eyes, "Dongo, I could never hate you, so don't ever assume that, ok? And this was only your second attempt. You have plenty more to go. Don't be so hard on yourself. One of the most important things about being a ninja is never giving up. You're not giving up, are you?"

Quickly wiping your eyes, you shook your head and say softly, "Do you really think I can do it?"

Kakashi smiled and went to playfully pinch your cheek, kissing you on the forehead through his mask before saying, "I know you can. There's nothing you can't do, (y/n), and I'll always be right here by your side to make sure of that."

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Levi Ackerman

Levi was enjoying one of his rare days off from the ever tiring Survey Corps. He hadn't gotten to see you in over a week- something he chewed Erwin out for sternly. By the time he entered his house, you came rushing towards him, your tiny figure accidentally bumping into things along the way.

"What did I say about running?" He grumbled, unable to resist hugging you whenever you were close enough, "Damn runt, gonna hurt yourself."

"I missed you, daddy," You say in a mixture of sadness and excitement, your cracking voice causing him to frown, "You were gone so long. I-I was scared you wouldn't come back."

"Hmp, so much for faith," Levi ruffled your hair, relief flooding him at finally getting to be at your side again, "Has nanny been good to you?"

You whimpered a bit, your glossy eyes pointing towards the ground, "I like her, but... She doesn't let me draw... or cook... or sew."

At that answer, Levi sighed and palmed his face, cursing nonsense underneath his breath. This was a common problem for you and him; nannies and babysitters not letting you do anything fun all because you were blind. None of them had any patience or consideration and it really got on his nerves.

"Tell me she read to you at least?" He rubbed his temple, not really in the mood to threaten another dumb nanny for mistreating his child, but if he had to he would absolutely give her a piece of his mind.

Your small "yes" was the only thing that saved her.

Seeing the dejection decorating your face, Levi tapped on your nose and said, "Well, you should know it's been a while since I've had some decent food. Get your little butt in there and cook me something already."

Gasping in joy at his given permission to do one of your favorite activities, you nearly leaped into the air, twirling around and giggling excitedly, "Yay! I get to cook for daddy."

Before you could run off, Levi grabbed your hand and grumbled, "No running this time."

You grumbled back at him and marched to the kitchen with a silly pout on your face. Levi shook his head, grinning as he thought about how much he loved you. Honestly, you being blind was kind of a relief to him simply because it meant that you would never be able to fight. And being the protective father he was, he rather preferred it that way.

You were already doing such a good job at basic daily activities like reading braille, learning how to write, cooking small meals, navigating your way through familiar places, and even drawing and sewing. People said you wouldn't develop properly when you were born. Well, Levi would like to see them say that to his face now.

Taking off his jacket, Levi none-too-politely paid the nanny and threw her out of his house. Then he went into the kitchen where you were currently working on mixing eggs in a bowl, your eyes staring mindlessly at the wall. You may be blind, but you made him so unbelievably proud, you had no idea.

"I'm making your favorite, daddy," You say cheerfully when you noticed his presence.

Levi smirked and went to put some fire in the stove, "'Bout time I was spoiled."

You giggled, carefully climbed down from the chair, and walked over to him, reaching out to feel for his hand, "Can I see you?"

After getting the fire started, Levi knelt down in front of you and patiently allowed you to touch his face with your hands. You often did this during moments when he held you, your little hands gently feeling the structure of his face in an attempt to get an idea of what he really looked like.

"I missed you, daddy," You say quietly.

Levi reached forward and pulled you into a firm, loving hug, kissing the side of your cheek, "Missed you too, you little runt."

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Satoru Gojo

Who would have thought that his child would be born with beautiful crystal eyes like he himself had, and yet be cursed never to use them? Even though your disability was not his fault, Gojo still felt guiltily accountable, and always sought protecting you and making you the happiest he possibly could.

Starting a new morning, Gojo carried some fresh, folded clothes into your bedroom, quiet and stealthy. You were sleeping peacefully on your bed, your little snores causing his heart to flood with endearment. Gosh, you were so precious to him.

Setting the clothes down, Gojo knelt beside the bed and reached out to brush a gentle hand through your hair. You whimpered, your head stirring around on the pillow. "Hm? Hello? Rise and shine," He playfully sang.

You groaned softly, your body stretching out as your eyes squinted open. "Mm... Daddy?" You reached out to feel for him as your eyes stayed aimed towards the ceiling.

"Morning, my little angel," Gojo grabbed your hand and squeezed it gently, "Time to get up."

"Are you taking me to work today?" You asked curiously, tilting your head towards him, your hand tensing within his own larger one, "What if they don't like me?"

"Are you kidding me? They're gonna love you," Gojo blew raspberries and laughed, "And if they don't, then guess what? More butts' for me to leave my ultra-famous, Gojo styled foot print on."

Giggling at his joke, you reached out with your free hand and go to feel the blind-fold covering his powerful eyes, "I wish I could be more like you."

That sent a bullet roaring through Gojo's heart. He absolutely hated it when you degraded yourself and/or claimed that you wished you were different. It broke his heart more than you could ever imagine. "Hmm, well I love you just the way you are," He said casually.

"In fact I'd give up my own eyes any day to be just like you; free house, free food, the world's most riveting, handsome dad (if I do say so myself), and of course the opportunity to never have to work in a dangerous environment," Gojo smiled and patted your head, "There are plenty of reasons to be like you. Quit being so negative- you'll make the walls cry- and they don't even have eyes."

Letting go of your hand, Gojo grabbed your clothes and unceremoniously tossed them onto your face, "Hurry, hurry, or I'll eat all of the breakfast. Hm? Breakfast... Oh no, the breakfast!"

Sensing your father quickly disappear, you only manage to frown when the fire alarms began going off seconds later. Looks like he burnt breakfast... Again...

After you got dressed, brushed your teeth and headed down the hallway, you grimaced at the stench of burnt eggs. Goodness, what a silly father you had, but you loved him. Coming to a stop at the table where you sensed he was sitting at, you timidly held out a single band of cloth.

"Oh? What's this?" Gojo asked nonchalantly, pretending not to be embarrassed about, yet again, burning breakfast, "A scarf?"

"I... I thought that maybe... S-since I'm blind, maybe I could wear something like what you wear to cover your eyes. Then that way..." You frowned, tilting your nose down at the ground, "That way they won't know I'm blind. They'll think I'm strong, like you."

If your words could be knives, then they would have just sliced right through his chest. Still though, he managed to maintain his optimistic, calm persona, "What? You wanna lie to your new friends? Well that's not very nice. Their hearts would be broken in seconds."

"But..." You whimpered.

"Listen, (y/n)," Gojo reached out to grasp your shoulder, squeezing it gently, "You're not like me. You will never be anything like me. Why- you may ask? Because you're already a million times better."

You sniffled, leaning in to hug him, grateful that he so greatly accepted and loved you no matter how flawed you were, "I love you, daddy."

"I love you too, little angel who is stronger and cooler and- while I hate to admit it- better looking than me," Gojo teased, your laughter his haven that he could live in forever.

He loves you, (y/n), remember that.

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Yami Sukehiro

Yami, in general, was already extremely protective of you, especially after he discovered that you would forever be blind. Now that's not to say that he didn't encourage you to push past your limits. In fact he helped you train all the time. But see, the only problem he had with you training was when you trained by yourself.

And when he found out that you had been flying around on a broom by yourself thus leading to the breaking of your arm, Yami just about tore the rooftops off buildings with his sheer rage alone.

He was in the medical ward giving Magna and Luck a good scolding until you came prattling up, your arm perfectly healed by healing-magic. "Daddy, please stop being mean to Magna and Luck," You whined, tears in your eyes as you lightly shook, "I'm sorry. It's my fault... I went outside without their permission and rode the broom... It's my fault."

The entire ward went dead silent as Yami turned all his attention to you. Considering how bad his temper could get, you were pretty brave for admitting your mistake. And the look on your face; embarrassed, frightened and sad. He knew that you were telling the truth.

"Alright then," Yami relaxed and stepped forward to take your healed hand in his, his voice calm as he said, "Think it's 'bout time you and I had a little chat."

You whimpered but otherwise said nothing the entire time your father lead you just outside the ward. You knew from how he treated others that making him angry resulted in a scary outcome, and you worried what he would do to you now that you've finally done something to upset him. You felt bad too. Sad and regretful.

Once you were outside, Yami let go of your hand and lit a cigarette, "So... Ya just thought ya could do whatever the heck ya wanted to, huh?"

You tensed, your blind eyes staring at the ground, "I did a bad thing. I'm sorry, daddy."

Yami considered you. Unlike other people who annoyed him, he had never really ever gotten mad at you. Seeing how scared you were right now was suffocating enough to make him pout. Was he really making you that uncomfortable? But... He was your father. You shouldn't have to feel uncomfortable around him.

"Ya know, if this were me an' my dad, I woulda' already got my head beat in," Yami blew out a cloud of smoke, "Lucky for you though, I ain't him... I do wanna know one thing though- If all ya wanted to do was ride a damn broom, why didn't ya ask for help?"

You swayed back and forth, fiddling with your hands, "'Cause... You don't need help, an'..."

Ah. So you wanted to be like him. Yami closed his eyes in understanding. "Squirt, get over here an' look at me," Yami crouched down and guided your tiny hand to rest against the side of his face.

He in return cupped your face, gazing into your foggy eyes and saying, "I don't need help 'cause I'm all grown an' got full control over my mana. You're still a tiny, little sprout. Now if ya wanna train, that's fine, but 'till then, you train when someone else is around to help, ya hear?"

You nodded, your lower lip wobbling, "Yes, daddy."

"Eh? I go easy on ya an' you're still about'a cry? Talk about sensitive," Yami chuckled a bit, gently whacking your nose with his thumb.

"I-it's not you, daddy, I..." You whimpered, your body buckling up, "When I fell- i-it... It was just so scary a-and it hurt..."

Oh. Yami's face bloomed with realization. Oh... That was your first traumatic experience, huh? No wonder you were so upset. At first he thought about teasing you or making a sarcastic remark, but ultimately decided against it.

Instead he settled for wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against his large chest. "It'll be alright, squirt. You're tough. You'll pull through. Everything's gonna be alright, ya hear?"

Soaking up his comforting warmth and attention, you whimpered and nodded, trying your hardest to hide in the safety of his chest. Your father was so strong and comforting. With him around, it was guaranteed that you would always be safe.

[epickiya722]

Yeah, I think the issue I have with people who criticize Yuji is that they focus too much on what he can do that they don't actually stop and really look at his character.

Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm a Yuji expert. And I don't think what he can do isn't amazing because damn it, I'm living for my boy hitting those Black Flashes!! Yes, to those claws!!

But at the same time, what really reeled me in is how Yuji behaves. It's his personality. It's how he thinks, what he says, what he does that captured my attention and honestly? I think that's what Gege wants the audience to focus more on. Not Yuji's physical capabilites, but his actual character.

Not saying it's completely true, but that's my guess.

A lot of what happens in the story isn't because these characters have awesome ass abilities. It's because of their own behaviors. Their drive to do whatever it is because of their personalities, their experiences, their beliefs.

Think about why they're able to use cursed energy. Their emotions. Why curses exist? Emotions.

Yuji being able to do all these techniques actually isn't something that just came out of nowhere.

It was already hinted at way in the beginning. Gojo did make that remark that Yuji would be able to use Sukuna's technique. Turns out, he was right! Yuji is now able to use his own version of Shrine. (I also have other thoughts about those other techniques but for now I'm keeping that on the backburner. But I don't think that was the only hint. That's for another day though!)

Let's stop and think why, storywise, Yuji can now do the techniques.

Here's my guess!

Because they weren't a vital part of his character to begin with. His abilities are part of his character, but they're not the focus. If so, Yuji would have expressed jealousy over others doing techniques. If so, Yuji would have expressed his goal to getting stronger so that he can be the best. If so, we would have gotten a training montage of each ability. But no!

Yuji's most important part of his character is the fact that he is selfless. It's the fact that he has this good heart. His biggest strength is his ideals. Sukuna hates that. Sukuna has started to really lose his composure once he realizes why he hates Yuji so much. Sukuna never expressed anger until now and who is the cause? Yuji. Sukuna never had to question why he was feeling conflicted. The cause? Yuji, it's Yuji again.

And again, it's not because of his abilities. It's because of how Yuji is.

I think back to what Yuji's grandfather told him.

"You're a strong kid so try to help others."

At first, I did think he meant that Yuji is physically strong. But then the more I think about it, the more I do not think that is just it. Wasuke may not just be referring to only his physical strength. It may have also meant his strong character. (Personally, I feel like Wasuke can read people and probably why he just knew something was up with Kaori because she wasn't herself, but that's for another day.)

Yuji has that strong heart, that strong resolve, that good nature. Because of that good nature Wasuke wanted his grandson to be able to have people care about him not because of what he can do, but because of who he is. He wanted Yuji to show that to people. Think about what happens after. Yuji did start to put himself on the line to help because he took his grandfather's words to heart. He risked saving Megumi, someone who he didn't even know like that, because he is a good kid.

It's why Megumi wanted Gojo to do what he can to save Yuji from execution.

Think about his relationships with the other characters. Him and Nobara practically act on the same wavelength. What was it that got Todo to even declare himself as Yuji's best friend? Similar interests. How about what allowed him to be accepted into Jujutsu High? His test of character.

To simply put, Yuji is just more than what he can do physically. I think some people are so used to "action this and action that" and "MC has amazing abilities and can kick ass" that, no matter the genre, people who engage in this stories don't care to actually stop and examine the other traits the character has.

No, people are so focused on "Left, Right, Good Night", that anything else Yuji has done and said gets looked over.

I don't think Yuji is a "weak protagonist" and sometimes I do take the time out to reread over Gege's writing because it just feels like there's more than what is being shown.

I actually hate the whole thing of comparing mangakas' work to criticize because even if they're taking inspiration from one another, they're not trying to be like that other mangaka exactly. They have their own each individual style and some styles take more time to understand.

You don't have to like it or you're being forced to.

In the case of JJK and with Yuji Itadori, sometimes, how about don't stop at the techniques?

[yanderes-galore]

Romantic yandere Geto Suguru concept

I actually enjoyed watching the transition of Geto's characters in Volumes 8 -> 9 so I just had to write for him. For him, my thoughts went from "Oh, I like him!" to "Oh, I'm scared of him!"

In the future, if you want to request him, put if you want Jujutsu Sorcerer! Geto or Curse User! Geto. Then if you want Fake! Geto, you can just say that or "Kenjaku" I guess.

Possible Spoiler Alert For Volumes 8 -> 9 of JJK

Yandere! Suguru Geto Concept

(Jujutsu Sorcerer! Geto and Curse User! Geto)

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Overprotective behavior, Possessive behavior, Violence, Genocide mention, Blood, Kidnapping, Degrading behavior, Human pet mention, Murder, Dark themes, Isolation, Forced relationship.

Okay, I'll say this now...

JS! Geto's darling could be either a non-sorcerer or a Jujutsu Sorcerer like him.

CU! Geto would have a Jujutsu Sorcerer darling or a non-sorcerer pet.

He goes through a drastic change in character I've noticed... and it scares me as it's depicted really well in the manga.

JS! Geto would fully be on board with protecting his darling.

If you aren't someone who sees curses, you're like the one friend he has that isn't in his immediate circle of Jujutsu Sorcerers.

He cares about you, while Gojo mocks him for having a soft spot for a non-sorcerer... Geto doesn't care since he enjoys your company.

Geto also wishes to protect and care for you if you are a fellow Jujutsu Sorcerer.

This is before everything that's happened... before he gained a God Complex and lost his way.

He tries not to use lethal force and has a righteous attitude.

He truly does care about you before he loses his way... but I imagine he isn't quite sure how to confess such feelings.

However, even Gojo can tell Geto is fond of you.

He speaks about you with praise regardless on your relations to curses and that only ever changes after "the incident".

He allows you to talk to him, if you're a non-sorcerer he takes the curses attracted to you off.

He'd do anything for you... he just tries to keep things professional and tries to hide such emotions.

Gojo no doubt jokes about Geto dating you... which causes fights, as expected.

He's not usually a physical yandere regardless of what Geto we're talking about.

He probably tries as a JS, but apologizes in case you react badly.

His tone shifts later, after the change of mind and literal genocide.

He's even more manipulative, violent, egotistical, malicious, and dangerous.

I refer to this Geto as CU! Geto, or Curse User! Geto.

Geto would be overly fond and manipulative towards a Jujutsu Sorcerer/Curse User! Darling.

However, with that same non-sorcerer! Darling as before?

They become a pet.

He hates non-sorcerers by this point.

What irritates him even more is he still has feelings towards you.

No matter how much he tries to deny himself or ignores it, he's still fond towards you.

So he makes you a pet, still a monkey... but you're his.

He feeds off your cursed energy and comes off degrading and condescending.

Geto calls you lucky, perhaps he won't slaughter you like the rest.

You feel like a trophy more than anything.

As a Jujutsu Sorcerer/Curse User, however... Geto is still manipulative yet affectionate.

He more openly admits the feelings he has for you and praises you.

He probably gives you lessons and manipulates you to garner loyalty.

He adores you... hell, even as a pet he likes you to some extent.

You silently miss the old Geto, you liked him before.

This one only scares you... makes you cry...

He isn't Geto in your eyes.

Yet... none of that matters now, does it?

One way or another, Geto will have you completely under his control.

He'll slaughter those around you... parents, relatives, friends... after all, he killed his own parents.

He'll isolate you, kidnap you if he has to...

Geto has embraced his dark desires fully.

Morality doesn't matter anymore.

He'll feed from you, train you, and coat you both in blood to have you...

He isn't Geto anymore, not to you...

He's a monster wearing the face of the one you once cared for.

(Ironic)

[short-honey-badger]

Lose Control - Gojo Saturo

Summary : Gojo doesn't like how much time you've taken away from him with your new college classes. So he does something about it.

Words : 4k

Pairings : Female Reader x Gojo Saturo

Warnings! Manipulative behavior. Ice play. Bondage. Reader gets tied up. Fingering. Cream pies.

Ao3 link -> HERE

@goth-mami-writer my babe who simps with me over toxic characters ❤️ and @paulii7 ❤️

Saturo can't stand the sight of you walking away from him. How could you do this to him after he'd given you everything? Has he not been good to you? Had he not given you everything that you'd ever want? But here you are, walking away from him after trying to break up with him. Key word there. Trying. He wasn't about to let you go.

Gojo's long legs eat up the distance, and his hand catches your wrist, grip tight enough to have you wince and whip around to stare at the white-haired man. He doesn't let you go, and whatever scathing remark you had died on your tongue when Gojo drops to his knees, pressing his forehead to the hand he clutches.

“You can't leave me, _,” Saturo whines, tone broken and pleading, but demanding and insistent. He looks up and over his sunglasses, catching your gaze, unwavering.

“You belong with me. How many times have I told you that I'm no good being alone?”

You say nothing, have nothing to say to the broken man kneeling on the ground before you. He'd hurt you, betrayed your trust. You couldn't let him convince you to stay.

“I lose control when you're not next to me. Can't you see that I'm falling apart in front of you? Are you trying to make a mess of me?”

How could Saturo sit here and say all this as if he hadn't ripped your heart in two? You had caught him in your bed with another woman. Some blonde bimbo with tits bigger than her brain. Had he been trying to make you jealous? The bastard had only succeeded in hurting you.

You stay quiet. Gojo doesn't deserve anything from you.

Saturo forces your hand to hold his face, slotting his fingers between yours and pressing his cheek to your palm. His blue eyes glisten in the streetlights and you are reminded that you are outside your apartment where everyone can see the spectacle that your soon to be ex-boyfriend is making. You feel yourself breaking at the seams, and you grip the shoulder of his expensive shirt, pulling him up.

“Get up. You're making a fool out of yourself.”

The white-haired man stumbles to his feet, keeping your hand clutched close to his chest, and his free arm wraps around your waist, a sigh escaping him. He knows that you just hate causing a scene.

“I knew you'd come around, baby. You know how addicted I am to you,” Gojo croons and ignores the way you shove at his chest with your free hand. He drops a kiss to your hair and pivots back to the apartment.

Saturo doesn't let you out of his grasp. Even when you are both inside the apartment, he drags you to the couch, sitting and manhandling you on his lap. Finally, he lets your wrist go, and you are quick to snatch your arm back, pulling it close to examine. There are red indents, each one the size of Gojo's fingers, and you frown at the marks, chest feeling tight.

“Awe, look what you've made me do, Baby. I'll fix you all up once we're done here, yeah?”

You stay silent. This isn't the first time Saturo has left marks, but this is the first time he's ever gone so far as to kiss another woman, much less bring one to your apartment. Your stomach churns, and you lick your lips, eyes flicking up to catch one's filled with a sick satisfaction.

“Why?”

Gojo blinks, tilting his head like a confused puppy like he had no earthly idea what you're talking about. The look of innocence infuriates you, and you lash out, slapping his chest with a loud smack. He catches your wrist when you go to do it again, squeezing the tender flesh harshly. You gasp when he jerks you close, lips grazing your own as he rests his brow against yours.

You're so problematic, such a bad habit to break myself away from.”

A pout curls his mouth when he sees frustrated tears well up in those pretty eyes of yours. He sighs, the arm around your waist tightening and pulling your impossibly closer, your legs bracketing his hips.

“How else was I supposed to get your attention, Baby. You’ve been so busy, and I've felt neglected, you could say.”

You hate yourself for the way your body reacts to how he touches you, heating up and erupting in goosebumps when you feel Saturo shift underneath you. You know exactly what he meant, and unfortunately, Gojo was right.

But he'd been the one pushing you! Had encouraged you to use your time and go to school like you've always wanted. He even paid for all of your classes! Always assuring you that he would take care of everything. You should have known better.

“I just knew that the best way to make you see was to bring someone else around, and look how well it worked out for us, baby,” Saturo gushes, and frowns when you continue to silently cry. He sighs and presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth, tasting the salty tears that spill down your cheeks.

“I did that for you,_. I thought you'd be a bit more grateful,” Gojo sighs heavily, leaning back and taking you with him, pressing your face in the crook of his neck and rocking back and forth as if you were a child.

“Don't worry, Sweetheart. We’ll take you out of those classes. That way, we won't have to worry about this happening ever again.”

You feel trapped like a spooked rabbit. How could you argue against this when you had willingly let him take over for you, had allowed this man so much sway in your life? Gojo Saturo had you so wrapped up in his own being that you didn't know where you ended, and he began anymore. Could you ever escape this man?

“But first. I think you need a lesson on how to say Thank You.”

You tense at those dangerous words, And try to push up from how he has you smooshed against his chest, but he just holds you tighter. One arm sneaks under your ass while the other keeps you pressed tight as Gojo stands, long legs loping to the bedroom where you'd caught him earlier. You begin to struggle again when he tries to lay you down, shoving at his shoulders and kicking your legs to try and get away from him. You don't want to do anything in the bed he had another woman in.

Strong hands grip your shoulders and shove you into the mattress, and Saturo crawls on top of you, easily pinning you down with his weight. He tosses his glasses to the side and levels you with a piercing glare that makes you tremble.

“You're breaking my heart trying to get away from me, baby. Why are you making me do this?” Saturo murmurs, talking to you as if all this is your fault.

“How can I make you see that you just can't be without me?”

You throw your head back, bucking your hips to try and dislodge him, but Gojo is far too heavy and so much stronger than you would ever be. Tears stream down your face, and you begin to cry in earnest, fear mingling with your rising defeat.

“I don't want to be with you anymore!”

A big hand is slapped over your mouth, preventing you from spilling anything else, and you look up, wide eyes meeting furious blue ones. Gojo leans down, and you can feel him breathing harshly through his nose.

“That is enough. You're acting like a spoiled brat, _. I don't understand why you want to act this way.”

What? How could he not understand?

He sits back, a contemplative frown on his face. He needed you, and you still wanted to leave him. You weren't being a very good girlfriend.

Eventually, he rolls his eyes, and you watch him lean back over you and mess with something at the edge of the bed. Your heart flies into your throat when Saturo gathers both your wrists in one hand, and you look back to see a length of thick black rope in his other hand.

“I was saving this as a surprise for later, but I think you need this, now.” Gojo rumbles and loops the rope around your wrists, tying them together tight enough that the rough material pricks at your skin.

“Saturo, stop please,” you whine and tug at the rope when he lets your wrist go, wincing when it digs even more into your skin.

Gojo ignores you, even though it makes him ridiculously giddy to hear you say his name. He slides down the bed, eyeing the rather modest looking outfit that you wear, and then reaches up to flick the button of your pants open. He hooks the waistband and makes sure to catch the elastic of your panties before he begins to tug them down. It's a battle with the way you continue to thrash about, but that doesn't stop the white-haired man from baring you to the cool apartment air.

He shifts off the bed, grabbing one smooth leg and knotting it around your ankle. He does the same with your other leg, and then stands back to admire his handiwork.

You lay spread out on the bed, all tied up and ready for him like the perfect gift. He has an excellent view of your pretty pink cunt, all that he needs to make you forget all about this little incident. You watch Gojo round the bed, and he sticks a fluffy pillow under your head, making sure that you would be comfortable until you learned your lesson.

“Just one last thing, baby. And then we can start,” Saturo murmurs, tone gentle as if he is assuring you, and then he is turning away and leaving, making panic settle tight in your chest.

“Do not leave me here, Saturo,” you hissed through your tears. He wouldn't just tie you up and go, would he? You had no idea. Gojo had always been far too unpredictable.

He doesn't answer you, instead he almost skips to the kitchen to fetch the first half of his supplies. Saturo grabs a bowl from the cabinet and fills it with ice cubes from the fridge. Next are a pair of scissors that he tucks in his back pocket. When he gets back to the bedroom, a delighted grin lights up his face at just seeing you all strung up. He sets the bowl of ice and the scissors on the nightstand then tugs open the drawer, long fingers retrieving a black eye mask that he lifts up to show you.

“You should know better to think I'd do that, baby. You were trying to leave me. Or am I remembering this wrong?”

You glare at Saturo, and he just grins even wider down at you. Both of you know that he is right.

Satisfied, Gojo slips the blindfold over your eyes, and you shiver at losing your sight. There was little you could do, and you feared this would only get worse if you tried to fight back, so you vowed to give Saturo as little reaction as possible. He loved how reactive and loud you could be for him in bed, so you would take what you could away from him.

Saturo hums as he works, grabbing the scissors and crawling on the bed to settle in between your legs. He watches you break out in goosebumps when he slides the cool metal up along your leg, his free hand gathering the edge of your shirt to hold it steady as he begins to cut the thin material off. Once that is done, Gojo tosses the tattered shirt to the floor and then goes for your bra.

It's one of the many that he'd bought for you. The cups fit your flushed tits perfectly, in a deep purple made out of soft, expensive material. One of his favorites.

“Did you wear this for me, Baby? It's such a shame that we've got to get rid of it,” Gojo coos and then snips it by the straps and up the middle, between the valley of your breasts. He tosses it and the pair of scissors to the floor, no longer needing them now that you've got nothing left to cover yourself.

Quiet tears soak the blindfold that you wear. Fuck Gojo Saturo. Of course you'd worn it for him, excited to tell your boyfriend about the exam you were pretty sure you'd passed in your last class of the day. You wanted him to be proud of you. Instead Saturo devised some awful plan in some misguided attempt to get your attention. So you wouldn't be saying a damn thing.

Saturo expels a love sick sigh, blue eyes half lidded and dreams as he takes his precious girl in. You look beautiful like this, and Gojo kicks himself for not doing this sooner. He could properly worship you this way, lave all the attention he wanted to your shivering body, and you could do nothing to stop him. He knew that deep down, your heart was just as black and twisted as his own.

His long fingers find your right nipple, and he pinches the bud between two fingers and then rubs the pad of his thumb along the peaked tip. The sensation feels tenfold with your lack of sight, and you have to bite your lip to keep from making any noise.

Gojo pouts when you don't give him the reaction that he wants. Fine. Be stubborn. He releases your nipple and then leans over you to gather his bowl of ice and sets it between his knees. He then selects an icecube that shines in the low light of their apartment. His free hand gathers your left breast, his thumb sweeping just under your nipple, and then presses the ice cube against your flesh.

You jerk in your bonds, hips twitching and wrists pulling at your bonds, and teeth digging into your lower lip. The rope shifts and slides against the thin skin of your wrists, but you hardly notice it.

Saturo slides the ice against your nipple, making the bud pebble, before he leans down and sucks it into his mouth, the heat a direct contrast that makes you suck in a sharp breath. His teeth nip you, and then he is pulling away to press the ice cube back to the abused tip.

Your chest is covered in cool water, and pleasure zings up your spine every time Saturo presses a new ice cube to your flushed skin, tracing your curves and leaving behind a trail of water that he licks up with a scorching tongue. Your nipples ache from the cold, and your lip feels raw from how harshly you've bitten down to stay quiet.

Gojo scoots down the bed, bringing his mostly empty bowl with him. This ice cube in his fingers slides down your chest, circling your navel for half a second before he pushes it lower, and he finally hears a broken whine fall from your lips when cold water slides down your pelvis to dampen the sheets. A grin spirits his face, and he focuses on his task at hand.

“That's it, baby. Breathe for me,” Saturo coos, and grabs one plush thigh, leaning in to trail kisses from your knee up to your hip bone. He sucks dark marks into your skin, leaving behind a painting that only he would ever have the honor of viewing. He rises and then gathers the last ice cube, slipping it into his mouth before pressing his face between your thighs, nose buried in the neat patch of hair above your cunt.

His hands land on your inner thighs, and you grunt when his thumbs stroke the soft flesh of your folds, eyes opening under the blindfold only to see blackness reflected back at you. Gojo opens his mouth, and the combination of cool water and his hot tongue pressed against your clit makes you buck up, body seeking that delightful pleasure. You hate how easily you’ve broken.

His tongue is sinful, the muscle lapping at your leaking cunt like a dog enjoying its favorite meal. Your back bows off the bed, arms jerking and wrists lighting up with pain when the thick rope prevents you from moving. The sounds that leave Saturo are obscene, the white-haired man humming and moaning as if your pussy was the best thing he'd ever tasted. To him it was.

Gojo's thumbs catch your folds, this time opening you up for him so that he can flatten his tongue and slide it from end to end, swirling it around your clit and smearing his face with your slick. The ice is long gone by now, melted and swallowed down by Saturo. His thumbs massage your folds, and he groans when you spill against his tongue.

You are incredibly close, the tension in your lower half spooling tighter and tighter until it breaks when the bastard between your legs sucks your clit between his lips, two long fingers teasing at your entrance. He shoves them inside your fluttering cunt as you come, and your jaw unlocks, a broken keen falling from your lips as you grind down on his hand. He strokes your walls, prolonging your orgasam as long as he can before slowing to a stop, though he does not remove his fingers from you.

You lay still on the bed, shivering from the water that still clings to your flesh, attempting to catch your breath.

Saturo smirks, feeling victorious, but he is far from done with you. He needs it to stick that you are stuck with him. He would ruin you. No other could do what he could for you.

He starts the rhythm right back up the moment you seem to settle, but your teeth clamp down on your lip and Gojo is hurt that you wouldn't make any more lovely sounds for him. He spreads his fingers, scissoring them back and forth and stretching you for the third one that he slides in along the others. You twitch in your restraints and Saturo can't help the huff that escapes his chest.

“I don't know why you're still fighting, Baby. You should know by now that I'll never let you leave me. What more can I do to make you see that I'm shackled to you?”

Gojo leans in close, looming over your body. His white hair dusts against your face, and you can feel his harsh breathing, his lips hovering just above your own. He watches you, blue eyes catching any micro expressions that cross your features. You are so beautiful to him. Always so eager for his attention, and it had angered him when that want for him to begin to wane. Putting him off over and over when he began seeking you, always claiming you were busy.

A satisfied smirk crosses his lips. Not anymore. Saturo would make sure to pull you from those dastardly classes the first thing in the morning. Gojo was influential like that. Then you wouldn't have a choice but to stay home with him where he could pamper you to his heart's content.

He glances down, pouting when he sees that your bottom lip is still trapped between your teeth. Saturo couldn't kiss you if you were still being stubborn. Hmm. He would have to be quick.

His thumb finds your clit and he presses harsh half circles against the over stimulated bud. You gasp and release your lip just like he wants when the sudden pressure sends you over the edge for the second time this evening. Gojo takes his chance and slots his lips against yours, tongue snaking into your mouth to curl around your own in a lewd dance. You whine into the kiss, body pliant and automatically kissing Saturo back.

Gojo groans into the kiss, lanky body bowing forward and fingers pumping in and out of your soaked cunt. The sounds the two of you make are lewd and obscene, making a blush light up on your cheeks and your pussy clench around those sinful fingers. You had no idea how much control Saturo had over you until now.

The longer he kisses you, the more you break. What if he was right? He'd told you up front that he was a powerful man with more connections than you could count. Even if you did get away, Gojo Saturo would find you no matter how long it would take him.

You break the kiss when oxygen becomes too important, turning your head away to suck in air. Saturo’s lips find your neck, and he takes his time in kissing up and down the delicate flesh there, nipping your collarbone hard enough that you wince. Defeat chokes you, and your voice is hardly audible when you speak up.

“You win.”

Your words halt Gojo in his tracks, and an unbearable joy begins to swell in his chest. A grin breaks out across his face, and he nuzzles his face along yours. He knew that you'd see reason eventually.

“No fooling, baby?” Saturo demands and presses kisses along your face, happiness spilling out of every pour. His lips find yours again, not being able to help himself from showering you in them.

You shake your head, a reluctant smile gracing your lips. His boyish joy never failed to get to you. Damn him.

“No fooling,” you repeat quietly and then curse loudly when the hand between your legs starts up again for half a second, and then he is pulling his hand away. The blindfold is tugged off your face, and you make a face as your eyes adjust to the light.

Saturo hovers over you, looking more debauched than you feel. His eyes shine like the sky, and you find yourself lost in their depths, caught once more within his gravitational pull.

“Tell me you love me.”

His demand has you swallowing harshly. You both know that it would be a lie, but you don't think that Saturo cares about that. Not when he'd have you for as long as he wanted.

“I love you.”

Those three words seem to snap him into action. Saturo can't get his clothes off fast enough, almost falling off the bed when his leg gets tangled in his pants and the loose sheets. He releases your sore ankles and settles back between your legs, throbbing cock in hand as he lines himself up with your prepped cunt. You toss your head back with a hiss when he sinks all the way in, hips flush with his own as he hikes your legs up around his waist.

“Fuck, Baby,” Gojo snarls, and burries his face in the croon of your neck, one hand sliding into your hair while the other winds around your waist, keeping you pressed flushed to his sweaty body, “Say it again.”

“I love you.”

A broken whine leaves his throat, and his hips jump up, his cock dragging along your walls. He is already so close, and the way your cunt flutters around him has Gojo seeing stars already. He shifts higher up on his knees, making your bend and pumps in and out, his dick catching your sweet spot and making you tighten impossibly more around him.

“Again,” Saturo demands. He unravels his arm from around your waist, skilled fingers finding your clit and pinching it between two of them. You shout his name, tears coming to your eyes and threatening to spill.

“I love you.”

Saturo comes with a soft cry of your name, pushing forward and shoving his cock in as far as physically possible. Hot cum paint your walls, and you follow after him seconds later, arms jerking down, but the rope stalls you. You repeat the offending phrase over and over, until Gojo slows to a stop, though he doesn't pull out.

He slumps over you, cuddling close for a while and basking in the way your pussy still milks his dick for all its worth. He had zero plans on stopping anytime soon, Saturo had to make sure that you'd never try something like this again.

[hater-reads]

The guy I fought with in a game is my neighbor - Chapter 2

A week after sending his complaint, Geto searched GojoSweetCupcake on YouTube. Only a few videos about cupcakes showed up.

No more results.

I did it, I really did it. Geto thought. They closed his channel because of Geto.

“Manager…”

“I know. I saw it.”

“No but…Manager Geto…that guy is really mad.”

“Haibara, are you his fan?”

“I-I watch him on Twitch. Sometimes. A lot…”

“Ah…why didn't you say anything?”

“I'm doing it now, Manager. Could you do something about it?”

“What can I do?”

“Maybe… apologize?”

“No way.”

Haibara lowered his head and walked away, like a scolded puppy. Geto felt like he had snatched a toy from a child's hand.

What was so great about this guy anyway? He was good at playing, but a piece of shit on the inside. No. Geto had to stop thinking this way. He did what was right by reporting his channel, now he had to move on from this. 

But curiosity kicked in. 

“Do you guys see this garbage can? Exactly, that’s our precious guy SShadowMaster123. You won't believe how fucking pissed I am right now. I wish I could beat the crap out of this guy until he asks me for mercy. Show yourself dear Shadow, I’ll be fucking waiting for you!”

Ugh… this guy was obsessed. It was a livestream with more than 20,000 people, and this guy was just spouting nonsense. Geto thought that things would come to an end, but just seeing that masked guy talk shit about him was something that stressed him to a whole new level. And more than that, he realized why Haibara wanted him to apologize. His somehow idol, was bad mouthing his own boss. How humiliating.

Even if he was an internet user that no one knew anything about, two people knew of his existence in real life. His two most trusted subordinates and friends. How could he face them if he didn't resolve this situation quickly?

“You know guys, EpicGames tells you when someone hasn't logged in. And that guy hasn't appeared since our fight. Think he’s scared?”

SShadowMaster123 : Stop this nonsense. Do you want to lose your Twitch account too?

The live comments started to go crazy, all excited and laughing at the presence of Geto, well, the presence of the anonymous user. The masked guy approached the screen and began to read the comments.

“Huh? He’s here? How shameless!”

The guy started to laugh. Almost as if he was going crazy. Geto saw his blue eyes and dilated pupils and thought, yes, he’s crazy. 

SShadowMaster123: I  don't want to be associated with you anymore, so I ask you to stop. If you behave yourself, I may even forgive you.

“FORGIVE ME?! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO TOOK DOWN MY CHANNEL! YOU SHIT!”

Strangely, this guy had a nice voice, if he wasn't screaming all the time, Geto probably would have seen him in his free time. Nevertheless, he still resented him.

“You know, dear Shadow, I don’t want your apology, meet me. We will handle this like gentlemen. Send me your location and I'll come get you. It doesn't matter if you live in another part of the world, I'll come get you.”

Geez, this guy was out of his mind. Geto even felt a little shiver run down his spine. He decided that the right thing to do was to stay away and if possible, change his username on all social media. Of course he could do that, but before he could make the change, all of his accounts were filled with hate messages.

He didn't care, but his cell phone vibrating every second, even in a meeting, was starting to cause him problems. He was going to delete all of it, until he saw a message from a verified account with the name Gojo. That guy. 

GojoSweetCupcake: C’mon dear, meet me. Let’s have a chat.

Is this a fucking joke? Why the hell is he hitting on me now? Geto thought. 

[chocoyanchan]

Your Only Girl Pt 3

Read Pt 1 & 2 -

Part 1- https://www.tumblr.com/chocoyanchan/760112602364936193/your-only-girl-pt-1?source=share

Part 2-

https://www.tumblr.com/chocoyanchan/760112922346323968/your-only-girl-pt-2?source=share

Something similar has happened before but never this bad. He couldn't imagine himself losing you just because he was being an asshole to make you jealous. Usually, you would tell him off there and that turned him on but this time, you didn't. He was nervous. You begin to walk down the hallway. As you bend down you put your shoes on, Gojo takes your suitcase and begins to walk back to the bedroom. "Give me my shit!" You yell following him down the hallway. He's too strong and you do your best to tug it. Yall enter the bedroom and he sets it down and quickly shuts and locks the door. You stand there with the most anger you have ever felt. "You are making me hate you." You spit coldly. "Keep the shit." You say as you try to walk to leave out the door. Once you reach it, Gojo hovers over you and pushes you back, causing you to stumble on the bed. You are lost for words but you are pissed. You begin to push on his chest to get him up. He grabs your hands and pins them to the bed. He's face to face with you know, looking into your eyes. You can see the pain in his eyes and he can see the pain in yours. "Baby. You aren't leaving. We aren't breaking up. I was stupid but I only wanted to make you jealous because you look so hot angry. You look hot now too but this isn't how I wanted it to go. I won't do this again. I didn't understand it was this bad. I'm sorry." He says, eyes filling with tears but refusing to cry.

Something similar has happened before but never this bad. He couldn't imagine himself losing you just because he was being an asshole to make you jealous. Usually, you would tell him off there and that turned him on but this time, you didn't. He was nervous. You begin to walk down the hallway. As you bend down you put your shoes on, Gojo takes your suitcase and begins to walk back to the bedroom. "Give me my shit!" You yell following him down the hallway. He's too strong and you do your best to tug it. Yall enter the bedroom and he sets it down and quickly shuts and locks the door. You stand there with the most anger you have ever felt. "You are making me hate you." You spit coldly. "Keep the shit." You say as you try to walk to leave out the door. Once you reach it, Gojo hovers over you and pushes you back, causing you to stumble on the bed. You are lost for words but you are pissed. You begin to push on his chest to get him up. He grabs your hands and pins them to the bed. He's face to face with you know, looking into your eyes. You can see the pain in his eyes and he can see the pain in yours. "Baby. You aren't leaving. We aren't breaking up. I was stupid but I only wanted to make you jealous because you look so hot angry. You look hot now too but this isn't how I wanted it to go. I won't do this again. I didn't understand it was this bad. I'm sorry." He says, eyes filling with tears but refusing to cry. Tears storm down your face. "I can't do this anymore." You say softly, your eyes now looking away from his. He leans into your ear, "Let me show you how sorry I am baby. I promise this is the last time this will happen." Him speaking so softly in your ear made you weak and you mentally cursed yourself for being so easy. He begins to kiss your ear, down your neck slowly. You fight to hold in the moan, arms still above your head and shift a little. He places both knees on each side of your legs. He slowly makes his way to your lips. He looks at you and then kisses you slowly. You don't kiss back at first. He pulls away and looks at you, "Y/N, please" he says almost begging. He then leans back in to kiss you. This time you kiss back. The kiss is slow but passionate. He lets go of one of your hands and places it around your neck. You moan at the feeling. He speaks in between the kisses. "I love you and I can't lose you," he says. The slow kisses turn out into a passionate and fiery make-out session. He lets go of your other arms and you wrap your arms around his neck. He leaves your lips and kisses down your chest. Your purple satin dress clinging to your petite body. He looks you in the eyes as he removes the straps. He kisses on your collar bone and you moan again. You slam your legs shut and without moving his lips, he takes his left knee and places it between your legs. You take in a sharp breath. He comes back up and his hands explore your body. You reach up and undo his tie and start unbuttoning his shirt. He moves his hands so you can take it off of him.

[kairiscorner]

bc i have no life, i made (and will expand):

dialogue prompts list or something

REMINDERS! imma use these on fics if y'all want, though you guys can use these too for your own fics, just make sure to give me credit and tag me, attaching a link to this post is also appreciated if you use this ^^

(btw, i can also repeat some prompts, though please be patient, i might not be able to post so much this month ^^'')

1.) "you're a bad influence on me, y'know that?" (miles 1610)

2.) "yeah, i risked my skin saving you. i don't care if you wouldn't do the same for me, i'm not you."

3.) "mind using your eyes AND brain next time?"

4.) "my heart beats all the time, shouldn't be a big deal, but i can't help but notice how loud the beating is when you're around." (teen!gojo)

5.) "never really understood poetry, but when i read a few lines from this... you were the image that came out of the words." (noir)

6.) "if you really wanted to drive me insane... you'd hold my hand for more than 5 seconds, then you'll see me insane with love." (noir)

7.) "please, for the love of GOD, never shut up."

8.) "my hands are cold... wait, what are you doing, i thought you brought mitt--never mind, this is nice."

9.) "something tells me you aren't happy about it. and something tells me you'll be angrier if i keep asking. it's okay, take your time. just know i'll be right here for you."

10.) "if you can't believe me, then i'll have to show you that i'm serious about you."

11.) "sometimes, you don't have to worry about loving me enough--you do that too much already. what you should worry about... is giving me too much love that you forget who you're supposed to be loving first: you."

12.) "man, after 5 shots of whiskey and a good laugh, i think i've made up my mind--you're gonna be the one i'll marry." "we just met." "and i just fell for you."

13.) "they came to get their shit back without even getting their shit together, how nice."

14.) "i would've thrown a brick in your window if you didn't answer, and y'know, i was going to, but then i remembered you hated getting stuff on your carpet so i left and did it in my mind."

15.) "i want a platypus. and yes, i want you, too."

16.) "your place is filthy." "it's gonna be yours too, one day." "you mean ours."

17.) "why are my eyes gross right now?" "it's... you're crying." "nu-uh." "y'need a tissue?" "yes please"

18.) "you're so stupid, and reckless, and a literal danger to my very way of life--and yet i love you to bits!"

19.) "if i could just go back in time and see you again, maybe then i'd tell myself to love you for a long, long time. even if i never knew it at the time, i regret all the years we've lost together, i regret living my life without you in it."

20.) "now before you ask why i beat the shit out of him in the locker rooms, it was because he was gonna ask you out before i could, okay?" (soccer captain!miguel)

21.) "i am a fully grown adult. i am capable, i am independent, i am strong-willed." "and you lose your shit when you see me come home with a mcdonalds' kiddie meal."

22.) "nobody loves me..." "..." "ahem, i said, NOBODY LOVES ME" "and i'm nobody?" "yay"

23.) "i just wanna bash their head in, but... it's so distracting. their eyes get me lost and i'm, i'm out of it."

24.) "man, they're a lost cause. and yet i keep busting my ass trying to save them. i love being your spouse and curse being your spouse, dammit."

25.) "i wanna kiss... right now... but my spouse'll... hate me." "i am your spouse." "oh damn, then you'll... hate me if i... if i kiss your pretty face, love..."

26.) "go to bed right now." "no." "i guess i'll give your plushie all my kisses." "ok on my way."

27.) "again, would it be me or them? me who's been with you this whole time, me who's took you in when you're so used to being refused, me who's... who's loved you, all this time?"

28.) "where are my--" "keys? here, scatterbrain." "damn, i'm so glad i married you."

29.) "kids, go to your room." "as your co-parent, i say protect me from the dragon about to breathe fire on me."

30.) "i may be his wife, but i'm not his lover."

31.) "i think you have me confused for someone else."

32.) "it's because i care about you that i push myself away, don't you get that?"

33.) "we'll never be okay again, will we...?"

34.) "the noises in my head keep getting louder and louder and louder, but only you... only you help calm them down."

35.) "oh, i get it, fine. i'll fuck off."

36.) "i want that though." "it's a waste of money." "you got it for me anyway."

37.) "how could you say i don't love you when all my life, you're all i come home to and kiss a good morning and good night?"

38.) "what a stupid man i married."

39.) "don't... fucking move... not unless you want me to do it..."

40.) "you went in my ROOM?"

41.) "i accidentally broke the bed."

42.) "i love you." "what?" "ah fuck, i mean, i'll see you."

43.) "GOD, I HATE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH." "is that why you draw you and them kissing together all the time?"

44.) "i can make a mean burned down house and scorched lawn."

45.) "i'll admit it, fine, i can't win your heart. because your heart isn't any prize to be won, you're not an object. you're... you're you. and i LOVE you."

46.) "what, why're you staring? can't handle how hot i am?" "no, it's just that you've got a shit-eating grin on your face i'd love to punch off you."

47.) "i actually hate summer vacation... i won't be able to see you everyday for 3 whole months."

48.) "ooh, you drank from my cup, you know what this means, we had an indirect kiss."

49.) "just tell your crush you like them already and stop being a big baby about this." "okay, fine. i like you." "wait--"

50.) "i know it looks stupid, but... i tried."

51.) "it's funny, because i had you in mind while making it."

52.) "you think infinity is real, or... are we just living every day hoping tomorrow will come, despite all odds?"

53.) "you're so fucking stupid...! stupid, stupid, stupid... why did you... dammit, why?"

54.) "i don't even know who i share my bed with anymore."

55.) "bite me and get what you want, what we both want."

56.) "we'll never have to see each other again after this."

57.) "quit making promises you can't keep."

58.) "tell me to shut up one more time. go, i'm waiting."

59.) "ah, sorry, i... oh, your hand's really soft."

60.) "what are you doing?" "just capturing the moment in my mind when i'm with the most perfect person in the whole multiverse."

61.) "and you know what your problem is? you can't stand seeing me happy, that's your fucking problem."

[honeycreammilkshake]

Lmao gojo stans already creating this agenda of sukuna being an "incel". Must be triggering them that Gege said through Gojo to fucking forget about Gojo already, he won't come back, while leaving the door open for sukuna which he was more loved and remembered unironically

i do not understand all of their hate tbh. gojo made it clear that he had faith in the next generation. it wasn't his mission to change the world: it was theirs. he got a good ending through his death! now he doesn't have to struggle with the fallout or with the new generation's problems. he was the catalyst for this change, not the sole cause of it, and i hate that people mischaracterize him so bad just to put him at the center of everything. he's a fine enough character without having to be the reason behind every little thing.

i also believe that sukuna, by himself, without yuuji, makes for a pretty boring character as well. in fact, he's been more of a plot device than an actual character ever since gaining so much more power, but his interactions with yuuji really put the focus on his actual character back. arguably, sukuna works better as a character on his own more so than gojo does, imo, but he's still not as great without someone there to oppose him like yuuji does. they provide the perfect contrast. that's why they're good characters.

yet the fandom majority only cares about gojo vs sukuna, saying that gojo losing was the worst part of this story and bad writing. which, i'm sorry, is just completely short-sighted because treating gojo like the strongest is what dehumanized him and made him into nothing more than a tool. just like what happened to sukuna. yet fans want to be that their fav is never even hurt in the slightest, and i'm sorry but gojo getting no challenges, never losing, is just the worst for his character. he's pretty shallow without something there to make him weak or to give him a hard time. he's at his best when he's at his worst, in my opinion. that's where the truly great parts of his character come out. his death was a positive thing, but for him and all the others. he isn't needed past that.

and as for all this venting that he never was properly mourned... nobody was given a proper send-off really. since the very beginning of this series it's been minor character death after major character death, over and over, without really any sort of grieving for them. the part with gojo's letters was his send off to me, and his words to yuuji were confirmation that he was inspiration for the next generation, not the sole fighter in this battle. everyone wants him to be the strongest on his own, but his death proved that the real strongest are the people who fight alongside each other.

you'd be ruining the whole point of the story if you made everything about gojo. and the same for sukuna: even if he's a good character on his own, it's yuuji who really brought out both the best and worst in him and vise versa. sad that the manga didn't expand on the complex and fascinating relationships that could have made it even greater (*cough cough* whatever was going in with kenjaku being yuuji's mom....)

[chuluoyi]

Chu!! Noo it's fine I enjoy talking to youuuu

HAHHA well what can I say? I just love Lukey! Aww hope you'll get a good break soon! When are you taking your 1 week off?

FR Unholy blood is unbeatable 💪🏻💪🏻

OMG SAME but for me it's either I end up liking the guy or hating him... Like for Gojo and Callisto I was like "Omg they're so hot but why are they so full of themselves?!" at first. Then after some time I ended up liking them HAHA- And omg ikr his hair >>>>> It's the side-swept hair that adds on to his looks. AHAAH LIKE Vinter is actually nice and all but he has so little screen time!

Thanks Chu!! Hehe I love beaches! And I have this childish obsession with picking seashells oops- Aww... You don't have to know how to swim to enjoy the beach tho! I don't like beaches cause I want to get tanned or play beach volleyball, it's more of the scenery that draws me in! Plus the sea creatures!

YEAH the leaks broke me... 2 Panels but I miss him sm now...

Yepp! But I'm unsure if I chose the right path... Like my interests are more arty like I love reading, writing, drawing, music, etc. But I chose a business course hahaha. There's no turning back for me too.... LOL A WALKING STICK 😭😭 AHAHH your teacher tho! My secondary school made it mandatory to have skirts at knee-level too... But I didn't change my skirt for the 4 years I was in school so as I grew taller over the years my skirt just naturally went above my knees... My teacher did scold me for that tho, I just didn't care...

FR like bros why don't you guys try putting on makeup bruh. Like y'all judge us girls as if you guys are hot asf... If you guys WERE that hot I wouldn't even complain about you talking shit about us girls... But you aren't so f off.

RIGHT My mum and I couldn't stop laughing omg It's easily one of the best comedy K-drama I've watched! Yeah omg "See you in my 19th life" Webtoon was great but after ep 1 of the drama I stopped cause it was honestly disappointing... "Good day to be a dog" is good tho! Not Shin Hyesun but this and "See you in my 19th life" are by the same webtoon artist!

Oh damn Gojo figurines never fail to impress... Did you see the new one with the skeletons and all? It's the one where he's been sealed and the skeletons just all around him. He's super hot there like I almost wanted to start being a Gojo simp...

I somehow want to go back to school... I've been swamped with housework and miscellaneous stuff that I'm so close to losing my mind... Thinking about New year's makes me want to pull my hair out... And Chinese New year is in Feb too... I'm so doomed for the next few months...

30 isn't that bad! Hahaha I feel you mate... I flunked my end semester test and it pulled my A all the way to C+ AHAHAH my GPA really suffered from that... Eh that 'interesting' doesn't sound too convincing 🥲🥲 How did you survive that class omg Chu ...

Hmmm that makes sense! I'll keep your words in mind. 😭😭It's always the luck.... Our gacha luck sucks too... I think we should avoid taking risks yeah?

HAAHAHAH I just enjoy solving the qns! I prefer math to the rest of the weird stuff I used to take... I had English, Chinese, elementary math, Additional math, Chem, Bio, History, Social studies, Accounting, Literature. It's real disgusting I tell you. Algebra really made my life slightly better in Secondary school... Omg 😭Fr Bio is really not easy I don't get how people get A+ in that like your memory must be crazy good. SO TRUE Chem is complicated at times but if you compare that to bio... sigh...

YAAA Omg I have a soft spot for sea animals (Not snails and worms tho) Especially baby ones like ahhhh they're so cute 😭😭

Nahh it's not my room walls I'm painting... It's my whole living room... Like 4 walls.... I didn't want to do it but my mum forced me to soooo I didn't really have a choice hahah!

Also Merry Christmas!!! I know I'm slightly late but 😭😭 Hope you had a good rest!

-🪩

discoo anoon!!🫶🏻 finally i can sit in front of my laptop!!🥹

i'm taking my break in mid january!! i just have to bc if not then i'll surely go mad with how little i'm taking my leave🤧 like i still have so many leave balance too! lately i've been thinking "why am i so tired"😵‍💫 and when i look at the whopping number of my leave balance, i realize "this is why i'm so miserable i barely take any leave!"🤡

HAHAHAHA same same i didn't use to love gojo the way i do now if you can believe it. but he's so charismatic in the way he presents himself that's why... and HAIR it's so true the hair makes the looks, especially for men🤭

omg me tooo!!! i love finding seashells too! but i hate the way the sand would submerge my feet🤧 it's stupid but i'm afraid of a crab or something will bite my feet off ugh and yeah, so true the scenery is one of the points that make us want to go to the beach too!!

ah... i don't mean to presume but i once felt like that too. i chose engineering as my major, and yet i'm neither that good or bad at it, and neither do i like it (i hate it occasionally)😔 my interests are more in reading and writing too! and obviously i can't go back to restart my major bc my mom would hang me🤧 i once had 0 thoughts as to where and how i should get a job, and yet now i found the best job there is for me, unexpectedly, that's (thank god) not related to engineering at all! i don't think it's easy at first, we'll get lost and even doubt ourselves often, but i believe that by doing the best at what you do, we'll find a way somehow, and it's always the unexpected that's the best <3 <- this is my words of encouragement!! i don't mean to preach or anything bc when i was in that position, i wished someone would say those exact words to me :')

BUT FR I FELT LIKE A WALKING SUSHI ROLL😭😭 thank the gods the teacher don't realize it. but omg that's nice that you're tall! :') i'm short so yeah, i'm still a walking sushi roll

HAHAHAHAHAAH i wish i could say all of that to their faces! i did say some of it to them though, about "you don't get to say that when you're that lousy yourself"🙃 but yeah, in the end, to each their own. it's irritating but we have to protect our peace first🤧

my mom loves her too!🥹 ahahahha oh really?! i put off watching a good day to be a dog bc i heard the ratings aren't that good... maybe i'll watch it then! now i'm watching gyeongseong creature! it's a good watch, kinda like sweet home, a bit dark and sinister but it's park seojoon!👀 and his dramas never fail ehehehe do you watch it too??

I SAW THAT FIGURINE omg that can be preordered now but will be released in 2025? i was like whaaat that long? but yeah, i want to be the skeletons—

OMG SOOO TRUE🤧 new years and our traditions :') now my mom is fussing over stocking food and getting new sheets and tomorrow i'm accompanying her to... stock up more food. and so true about the chinese new year! ahahahha i celebrate it too and it's a bit of a hassle esp with the family questions, but don't worry! we just have to keep our eyes on the prize... the 红包 :3 more pocket money!!😈

i know the feeling! like one mistake and the A... dissolved🤧 it's so disheartening. how did i pass?😦 by sending my prayers and confessing my sins daily basically🤧😵‍💫

yes yes!!

omg you're so smart for that!! and i do agree those are weird stuff HAHAHA literature got me like questioning my phrasing sometimes i was like 🤯 am i dumb bc i’m lazy or am i lazy bc i’m dumb— okay nevermind🫢

SNAILS AND WORMS😭 yes baby seals are like aaaaaa so precious🥲🫶🏻

AHAHAHHA it must have been a good exercise though!!🥹

and ofc merry christmas too disco anon!!🫶🏻✨ and happy holidays too!! wishing you only the best for the upcoming year also! pls keep healthy and don’t forget to take breaks and drink water🫶🏻✨

[shesinmy]

Can i request how would the jjk characters react if a cursed spirit kidnaps their s/o?

JJK WHEN S/O IS KIDNAPPED BY A CURSE SPIRIT

1. Gojo Satoru: he won't admit it but his heart skipped a beat. But his the strongest Gojo Satoru. He'll beat the shit out of the cursed spirit in matter of seconds and at the same time secure you. When the curse is horribly done, he'll come to you and embrace you so tight that you won't be able to hold your tears. "I'm fine, Toru." "You're not fine, I'm taking you to Shoko right away." Lots of cuddles tonight he won't even let you go to the bathroom.

2. Nanami Kento: want to see this man furious: overtime, lack of money and threatening you. He'll also destroy the curse in seconds making sure that there's no single piece of it left behind. He'll come to you and rest his hand on your cheek while the other will pull a lock of hair behind your ear. "That scared me, Y/n. Are you alright?". Princess style ride all the way home.

3. Itadori Yuji: he'll get nervous. He'll think it was his fault letting the curse get it's hands on you. So he'll be reckless doing whatever comes first thing in his mind. That might cause you to get hurt but he'll be too busy with the curse. Finishing the curse, he'll come to you and hug you bear style Yuji. "Ouch, YUJII! I'm hurt". "Oh, I'm sorry, sorry, sorry". You'll have to guide him so you can come to Shoko and get your wounds healed. "Nice boyfriend there." "Shut up, Sukuna".

4. Fushiguro Megumi: this will be the time that you come to know the famous deadly look of the Zen'in family. Megumi will be way scarier then the curse itself and for a moment there you'll think that he lost his mind. His dogs will devour the curse furiously. Megumi will run to you and help you stand so you can get out of there. Most of the way back will be silent until he pulls into a hug and finished kissing your lips. "I can't lose you, idiot".

5. Kugisaki Nobara: now she's not just a hurricane, she's a volcano that ends up causing a tsunami. You can even see smoke coming out of her ears. She'll nail the curse with so much hate that it'll infiltrate the curse deeply not needing to many of them to complete the job. "DON'T MESS WITH MY Y/N, YOU MF SHIT FUCK...". "Nobara?! Can we go now".

6. Inumaki Toge: he'll say the most powerful word that he can not caring with it'll slash back to him. He just wants it done and you in his arms and safe again. Even with his throat hurting his only attention will be on you. He won't let you go all the way back and, honestly, he won't let you go for a whole week. He'll make you sleep with him every night and shower too always having you on his sight.

7. Okkotsu Yuta: he'll be terrified. He knows that he can easily destroy it but come on this boy has a big trauma. It'll hit him hard. After your release and the end of the curse, he'll run right into your arms with his eyes full of tears. You'll have to console him so he can come back to his senses. Once he does, he'll start to verify all of you to scan your wounds. Won't let you go for a while too. He'll even have nightmares about it which you help by holding him and singing to put him back to sleep.

I LOVED THIS ONE!! THANK YOU SO SO MUCH :)))

[chuuyrr]

I love your scarlett baby series!! can I request gojo being too overprotective with teenage reader and she ending up screaming "I hate you" at him cause she feels overwhelmed by his behavior when gojo just worries for her and wants her safe :((( I want it really angsty pls

thank u and have a good day/night 💞

dad! gojo being too overprotective with scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): angsty angst, screaming, use of strong language, dad! gojo being too overprotective and controlling, scarlet fushiguro snapping and breaking down, no comfort :)

i'm glad you're loving the series anon, thank you for requesting!! god this request hurts me so bad :( i don't myself good in writing angsts, but i hope this one is angsty enough. im not sure if i can say happy/enjoy reading, so um happy hurting ??? 👁👄👁

ever since you reached your adolescence years, gojo had become extra protective of you. inheriting your biological father's look and being the scarlet witch, you grew up to be a beauty and because of that, you were beginning to attract boys and even girls your age, and apart from that, your chaos magic had gotten much stronger compared to when you were a baby which inevitably activated gojo's 'overprotective dad mode' a bit too much.

gojo became paranoid, especially now that you were a teenager who frequently went out after school and came home late. he figured that the only way to protect and keep his baby safe was to control you. he didn't want to lose you. his fear of finding you hurt, kidnapped or worse got the best of him.

at first, it wasn't so bad. gojo just set you curfews and asked for regular text updates from you whenever you were away but it gradually got worse.

gojo started to restrict you from going out, began to pick you up at school consistently and bug you about who were talking to on your phone when he catches you smiling and laughing. you couldn't even talk and hang out with your friends anymore because of him.

as his controlling and overprotective behavior persisted, you were getting fed up until one day you had finally had enough and snapped. you couldn't take it anymore, you felt like a caged bird from all this rules and shit. everything was overwhelming, you couldn't even do anything more without being unnecessarily reprimanded.

"dad! all my friends are going out and i'm the only one who's not coming!" you tried to reason with gojo, "please, it'll just be a one night sleepover!"

"i already told you, [name]. a no is a no." gojo answered you sternly. "why can't you understand that?"

"no, it's you who can't understand!" you bit back.

"excuse me?" gojo pushed down his blindfold to look at you straight in the eye with his crystalline blue ones.

"you don't trust me, that's that! you don't love me either. because if you really did, you wouldn't be doing any of this."

tears pricked against your eyes and it didn't take long for you see red both literally and figuratively. "i'm sick and tired of you controlling me! you never let me do anything anymore!"

"watch your tone, young lady. i'm only doing this to protect you!" gojo raised his voice, slightly in disbelief at how you were raising your tone at him.

"protect me? i'm not a little kid anymore! i don't need you to protect me. i'm literally the scarlet witch and i know how to look after myself!" you stomped your foot, angrily scowling. "if anything, i'm stronger than you are!"

"well, to me you are still a little kid! especially with the way you're acting right now!" gojo was now yelling just as you are. "this isn't about who's stronger, [name]. we're talking about your safety. i just care about you!"

"you've done nothing but make me feel like a caged bird! i just want to be free for once! if anything, i don't feel safe at all anymore because of you! you don't care about me or my happiness either!"

breaking down, you slammed your trembling closed fists down to your side, an intense energy emerged from your body and trembled the entire house, causing all the furnitures and house trinkets to fall and get thrashed from your power.

"i hate you! i hate you! i hate you!" you screamed repeatedly, tears rolling down your face.

"[name]! stop right this instant!"

gojo was now alarmed by your immense power that was gradually increasing. everything was now floating, a thick tension hung in the air as you proceeded to wreak havoc. "you listen to me!"

"you listen to me, gojo satoru! i am not your daughter! you're not even my real father, so stop telling me what i should do! i've had enough of you controlling my life!"

with that, you fled the house and left everything in chaos—including your father who stood there frozen from shock upon hearing your very words.

gojo fucked up, he really fucked up. guilt painfully racked him straight in the stomach as he took in your spiteful words, recalling how you felt like a caged bird with all his controlling and overprotective behavior. he didn't mean to overwhelm you or make you feel like that all. all he wanted was to keep you safe, but his worries got the best of him and he went too far that he hurt you.

you were right about everything though, no matter how painful it was. gojo was not your father, he never was. you didn't even carry his name, you still carried your biological's father surname. if anything, he broke your father's promise. gojo had failed to care for you with love. this wasn't love. love wasn't supposed to hurt.

you ended up fleeing into a secluded area that was far from home. unable to supress the ache in your chest, you choked out whimpers and painful sobs as you curled up into a ball. your hands tightly grasped the fabric of your sleeves, your nails digging harshly that you could feel prick against your skin. everything in your vision was red and blurry from all the fresh hot tears that welled in your eyes.

you were stricken with so much pain that you didn't even realize that everything around you became in shambles from your chaos magic similarly with how you thrashed your home, no gojo's house—it wasn't your home anymore—before you left. somehow, you had forgotten that was linked with your emotions. all of it was just red, a painful red. eventually, you became numb. too numb to even inch a muscle and get up from where you ended up.

it took gojo a day to find where you were and when he did, you were still angry at him. you lashed out all your anger and frustrations at him, sending him projectiles of red psionics that tried to claw him to pieces—which would have worked if he didn't have his infinity on.

"[name].. listen to me.." gojo attempted to reason with you, his voice was softspoken unlike before.

"no! i hate you! i don't need you!" you cried out, your eyes glowing an immensely red color, venom seething through your teeth.

"please, come home." gojo tried once again.

shaking your head, you crumbled. you had finally stopped lashing red psionics at his way and sobbed, falling on your knees. "i hate you.. i don't want to go home.."

you hiccuped pitifully, sniffling all over again. "..i don't want to go back not with you."

with your walls weakened, gojo managed to wrap his arms around you and pull you into his embrace, breaking down his infinity to hold you. you thrashed for a while, struggling to push him away with your clammy hands. you were so vulnerable that your physical strength was rendered useless.

"i'm so sorry, i'm so sorry."

gojo repeated, continuing to hold you as you squirmed to get away from him. "kikufuku, please come home. i'm sorry, please."

"i hate you.." you muttered out weakly, feeling exhaustion catching up to you, shaking your head.

you rested your head against the crook of his shoulder and proceeded to cry. gojo rubbed shapes on your back as you broke down, remorse weighted on his shoulders when he heard your sniffles and felt your body hitch with each sob. what has he done?

"we'll fix this, please let me fix everything, baby." gojo pleaded. "i'm so sorry, i didn't mean to overwhelm you. it's my fault, all of it."

"you hurt me." you grasped the fabric of his clothes from his back, your nails grazing. "it hurts you know."

"i know, kikufuku. i'm so sorry. i'm sorry. i'll change, i'll make it up to you. just please come home, i can't lose you."

gojo cradled you his arms, coddling you in his embrace desperately. he really wanted to fix what he broke. he didn't mean to sabotage your father-daughter relationship with him. he didn't mean to hurt you like this.

"i just wanted to keep you safe, to protect you but i went too far."

you two stayed like that together, with you his arms. your heart was still conflicted and hurting, and at the same time, you thought about the spiteful words you spat out to him earlier. you didn't mean any of them, just like how gojo didn't mean to hurt you. looks like the two of you were just as even.

you closed your eyes shut as your sobbing slowly subsided. all you could ever wish right now was to be a little kid again, then maybe none of this would have happened. you wanted to go back to the way things used to be with your dad, but not right now. you couldn't find it your heart to forgive him just yet, you needed some time to think.

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Mr. Steal your Girl

Suguru Getou x Reader

Summary: After Getou catches Gojo cheating on you, he finally becomes fed up with his bestfriend's bullshit. So, he does the mature thing, he goes and tell you what happened, and makes you his in the process.

Note: I had this thought in my mind forever, so I naturally write it down to preserve it. Please take this offering as my first unholy sacrifice to the Jujutsu Kaisen fandom. Please enjoy!

Warnings: This is NSFW! This is Smut! Please don't read it if you are uncomfortable with those things. Cheating (from Gojo), Sex, fluff, Reader is Female and or has Female anatomy , and Angst (Cross posted on my ao3).

When Suguru Getou, your boyfriend's best friend, and your good friend came knocking on your door after 8:00, you honestly didn't know what to expect. Was he injured? Your line of work was notorious for that. So, when you peered through your key hole to see his slender eyed face distraught, your first instinct is to open the door.

"Suguru what happened?" You say in a lower and mellow tone of your normal voice as to display concern. "Are you hurt?"

"No no, you got the wrong idea!" His black maned body lifted in his hand in a slight waving motion as a common action to calm someone down. "However, I have something to tell you. Can I come in?"

"Of course you're my friend, and I'm always here for you! Next time can you give me a little warning will ya?"

"Yeah, of course (Y/N)." He said while moving his body through your apartment's entrance, and swiftly plopping himself on your couch next to your body, already sitting there.

"Oh!" You say remembering something. "Do you want anything to drink or eat? I've got some left over pizza in the fridge if you want it! Hold on let me just go get it."

You quickly push your hands onto the cloth underneath you to lift your weight off of the couch, only to have your arm be weighted down gently by the man next to you.

"You don't need to get me anything (Y/N). Plus, I don't have an appetite right now anyway. Can you sit back down I really need to tell you this?"

He looked you dead in the eyes. Onyx eyes swirled with not their usual playfulness, but uncertainty and concern instead. Triggering you to sit back down on the fabric below you with the same feelings.

"What's wrong Suguru?"

"Well you see....." Words fell dry in his mouth. How was he supposed to tell you this without making you cry? He never wants to make you unhappy. He especially doesn't want you to cry because his friend is skank, and a piece of shit.

He looked over to you with sadness in his eyes, swirling in them with glassiness around the iris'. He thought about all of the times he looked to see you so happy with him, lips letting out gorgeous laughter, mouth curling into a beautiful smile, and your excitement burst at something with joy. But then his mind went to the blonde bouncing on Satoru's cock, moans leaving her mouth that were supposed to be coming out of yours for him. While she was pretty, she didn't nearly compare to you, and while she was sexy he couldn't even be slightly attracted at the thing bound to ruin your relationship. It angered him, enraged him, that his friend was stupid enough to hurt or give up something like you. However, his stupidity gave him a a direct chance to finally get what he wanted. I guess he could thank his dumb platinum blonde of a friend for that.

"Satoru is cheating on you."

"What?" You said, but you could hear him completely fine. It was out of disbelief.

"Look (Y/N), I'm really sorry. This probably isn't how you wanted to fine out. I just walked in on it, and I couldn't just not tell you when I was, you know.... there."

More and more consoling words spilt from his mouth in an effort to comfort you, but you cease to even register them as you started crying. Salty tears started to trickle from your eyes, and down your cheeks. You felt embarassed, jealous, and sad all at the same time. You knew of his past behavior, why did you expect anything to change?

"Wow, I'm an complete idiot."

"What (Y/N)?! Don't say shit like that! That's completely untrue. You're talented, funny, you-"

"Suguru, I knew of his past behaviors, I let my feelings ignore them, and I expected him to change. I'm a fool for that."

Why would you think he would change. Fuck, you gave your heart to the wrong person. You should have known! The trickle of droplets cascading down your face only started to grow even more. You didn't want to be crying in front of your friend. You didn't want to be crying at all! This was your fault for failing to see that people hardly change.

To Suguru it was heartbreaking to see you in a condition like this. If Gojou was anyone other than his best friend he would have beaten him to a pulp already.

"Hey, Suguru." You say, voice cracking as you tried to hold it together, and peaking your head up slightly from the position pressed into your knees.

"Yeah (Y/N)?"

"Could you give me a minute to cry this out, alone? I don't like you seeing me like this."

"Okay. I'll go into the other room, but I'm not leaving you completely alone when you're emotionally distressed."

"Thanks Guru'." You say as he left to go into the other room, away from your water works.

"Anything for you (Y/N)."

With him finally gone could finally let it all out, and truly just let yourself cry. Now, not having to worry about embarrassing yourself in front of your friend. Your eyes turned puffy the more you let out your pent up emotions. The same eyes turned redder the more you let out your anger because of the situation (through your tears). Red eyes turned your shirt wet, and completely soaked from the water streaming down your face. However, the more you let it out, the more you started to let it go. Yes it hurt, but no it wasn't something you couldn't recover from. Yes you were losing your friend, but no you weren't losing Suguru from this because he wouldn't be here right now if he was siding with Gojou. You hands drifted to your phone to text your best friend, Shoko, what happened.

Gojo cheated on me. Your fingers glided to press into the screen.

You waited fo couple of minutes, well only one, until a notification lit up your screen in response to your text.

You're kidding me

That son of a bitch, want me to murk him?

Do you need me to come over?

Multiple messages came bombarding in one go. You were glad to see that she was as pissed as you were. Making you halt your crying into snickering and laughter at your friend's eagerness.

No you don't need to come over

I know u r working, and Guru' is already here

He's the one who told be

Another light flashed onto your screen.

Okay, just tell me if you need anything

Luv you babes!

She never failed to make you smile, even if she was sneaking a smoke. In which that you hated.

Luv u too

"I heard laughter so I assumed if it was safe to come back in."

A certain man came around the corner with a glass of water and cloth his hands.

"Yeah you're right, Shoko is the best sometimes."

You felt a large weight lower half of the couch, coincidently lifting your eye level up to be more on par with a certain pair of slender ones.

"I brought you some water, crying drains a lot out of you, and I don't want you to get dehydrated."

"Thanks Guru, it means a lot."

You take the cup from his hand. Your fingers met with his fingers and the glass as you shifted the water from his to your hands. Then to lifting it to your lips you take a large gulp of it. Causing a little drop of water to dribble down your chin in the process of your refreshment.

As the water dripped down your chin you felt a thumb connect with your check, slowly making it's way down your skin to your lips and chin to imprison the that had escaped onto it's creases.

"Hey (Y/N) I have a damp cloth right here to help with the swelling of your eyes. Can you close them for a sec?"

"Sure."

With your eyes now closed you felt a cool presence over your eyes, but it did more than help the swelling in your eyes. It also calmed you down, but you knew it wasn't the cloth that was calming you down. It was the male pressing it gently into your face. And the one that gently removed it from your eyes when the right amount of time had passed.

Unveiling your eyes you look to Suguru who was currently placing the items he had gotten for you on to the table in front of the two of your.

"Guru' "

"Yeah (Y/N)?"

"Come here."

You said come here, but you didn't actually wait for him to move as you want to him first enveloping him in your grasp with a hug. Your head burying into his shoulders and chest.

"Thank you Suguru, for everything."

"No problem (Y/N), are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah I'm okay, I just wish I could forget about him."

"I could make you forget about him."

"What?"

"I said" Hot breath fanned across your ear, while you didn't know if it was the intimate position that the two of you were in, or it was the black haired man that was unbelievable gorgeous talking that sent shivers down your spine. "I could make you forget."

"Please (Y/N), let me make you forget." That last sentence was the last one needed to shift the mood completely. What was a light hearted one now turned heavy from the impending building lust that the two of you secretly shared for the longest time.

You felt hot lips trail down your neck, slow kisses dancing across the expanse of your skin down, only to quickly trail back up to your ear, and then your jaw. Wetness was placed right next to your lips, but not onto them.

Onyx eyes pierced into yours looking for a awnser. They swirled with want, desire, and love as they looked at your right in front of you. It was so intoxicating that you could help yourself from being completely lost in them.

"Suguru, please make me forget." You let out with a needy whine, wanting to get lost in his lips more than anything.

Then predatory orbs locking in on it's prey, and he pounced onto you locking you into a seering kiss as lips collided, and you were pinned under him.

His lips glued themselves to yours, hot, needy, and loving. They constantly alternated from hot, lustful, rushed kisses to slow, romantic, loving one that were offering you all he had to offer. You missed the feeling of them on you when he pulled away.

"You want to forget (Y/N)? I'll make you forget that that ungrateful bastard ever touched you, and that all you can think about it is my fat cock inside of you. You want that don't you?" Finishing his sentence he attached his slips to the sweat spot on you neck, causing you to silt your head, and grind your clothed sex onto the knee pinning you down to the couch.

"Please."

"Great, but lets get you undressed first, I want to see all of you when I ruin you. Strip for me, I bet you can do that angel can't you?" To allow you to put on a show for him he sat back onto the couch, staring at you with a ferocious hunger that was about to be fulfilled.

Obediently you sat yourself up onto the couch, and hooked your arms onto the bottom of your shirt to reveal your barren body with glorious feature to him.

"Fuck princess, no bra? Dirty girl~" He latched himself onto your breasts. Caressing, pinching, pulling with his right hand on one breast, and his mouth, sucking, teasing, and squeezing the other playful mound of flesh. He slowed his ruthless pace to speed in up then slow it down, again, again, and again. Alternating which breast got which part of his body, and it was driving you insane. And you couldn't help Letting out little whispers, whines, and groans as he did.

"Guru, stop teasing me please."

"I'll stop teasing you when you when I stop finding you amazing, because fuck I could play with you like this forever."

"Guru, please touch my cunt, please!" You said, letting out a whine, and bucking to his erection trapped in his sweats as you did so.

"Using dirty words I see. Princesses shouldn't talk like that darling, but who am I to not give pleasure to someone who's so honest about her needs. I'll give you what you want baby, lift your hips for me."

With no reason to reject his off you do was he says, allowing him to slip off your pants, and little white panties in one go. Giving him a full view of your glistening sex dripping with arousal from teasing. Begging to be touched as it pulsated.

"Wet already darling?"

You gasped airily, as you felt him insert a much need finger into your dying cunt. Finally giving your pussy the attention it it needed with big thick milky fingers.

"Fuck baby you're so tight, I'm going to have to prepare you to make sure I don't hurt you because I would hate to see that."

Speeding up his finger he forced for of it into your pussy lips stretching you out in the process. Pumping strongly with fingers curling up towards your womb he hit all of the right spots inside your walls as he added another finger. Causing you to squirm and wiggle under his grasp pleasing his eyes with the amazing sight.

Feeling bad that you were being given all of the attention, you slowly reach to try to touch him, only to have your wrist snatched up with his other free hand.

"Bad baby, shouldn't you know know not to touch people without their permission? Naughty."

He brought the soft curve of your hand up to his mouth to give it a tender kiss. Only for seconds later to bring into down to your clit, and forcefully guiding you hand to out pressure on the little sensitive flesh button causing as he move your hand to circle it.

This building burning pressure turned to be too much to handle as you felt a familiar sensation burn in your lower stomach as your body prepared itself to cum. Fluttering around his fingers in the process.

"Do you need to cum?" Suguru said while gazing his eyes into yours, speeding up his finger even more than you could imagine. Rending you speechless as you gave him a rapid nod in response.

"You have to use your words baby."

"Please Suguru, please let me cum!"

"Do it baby."

The sensation bursted through your lower body as you finally got the release you deserved. Suguru encased your lips into a lustful action as you whined into his mouth pouring slick all over his fingers.

Greedily while looking right at you he swirled his knuckles into his mouth a lapped your juices with delight, and a grin on his face pleased with his work.

He looked at you with a grin on his face, and a naughty twinkle in his eye that made you know what he was going to say next while slightly pulling down his sweat and boxers to reveal a juicy cock. Long, thick, trimmed, clean. Who new your Ex boyfriend's best friend was packing more than he was? I made you wiggle with anticipation. "I think you're ready baby for my cock, do you want it?"

"Yes please, fuck me now, in this pussy right here, I want to feel you so badly!"

"Someone's eager." He said letting out a heart chuckle. "Good thing you are because so am I."

Before you could even say anything he slipped you onto your stomach and slammed into you awaiting cunt all in one go. Affectively making you let out of scream.

"Suguru!" You let out with a yelp if pleasure, and surprise from the new invading stretch.

"Sorry I couldn't wait, fuck your so tight, if I had known I would have done this sooner."

He sunk himself fully into your pussy, then stalled waiting for your to adjust to the stretch of his member. Since you two were bearbacking he could feel every pulse of your pussy as it tried to accommodate his length. And he fucking loved.

Not being to contain himself any longer he pulled himself half way out, then slammed himself back in to see all of your fuck about expressions again and to hear you whine. God, he was going to get used to this.

Gripping your ass he made himself a slow but deep pace into your womenhood once again. He continued this again, and again, and again. Until he found himself speeding up and he drilled harder into your sex, loving he way he name founded when it was being screamed from your lips.

You found yourself having to try to control your breathing as to it not being completely blown away by the main raining to you from behind. His onslaught on your cunt made you abosulety breathless. You felt your pussy contracting the more you thought about the man pleasuring you, how did you not see all of him before this.

But your thoughts were ripped away as you felt a large hand grab your jaw forcing you to look up into predatory onyx eyes. The eye contact as he was hitting it from behind, having his balls pound into your clit, and your G-Spot throughly abused made you pussy quiver in anticipation of your release.

"(Y/N) are close to summing." He said. while completely continuing to fuck you without the slightest pause.

"Yes, umm hmm!" You say nodding as you still looked into his eyes, knowing his loved the contact.

"Fuck....." He said smirking at your wrecked form beneath him "Great." Then he took his hand off of your next to harshly rub your clit, causing you too spill your release over water than you. realized. Making you see white fuzz through the orgasm as he fucked you though it.

Now it was your turn to listen to his moans as seconds later he finished his thick cum on your ass as he flopped in exhaustion shortly after that onto his arms to entrap you under him into the couch cashing your breath.

Panting, Suguru flipped you over to sit you on his lap, curling your legs around his waist, sitting you up to face his intense gaze once again.

"I'm going to go clean you up okay." But just as he's about to lift the two fo you up you stop him momentarily.

"Suguru, will stay with me please?

"I thought that was a given, of course I'm staying, I'm going to run bath."

Placing a kiss on your forehead he brought you to your bathroom, and cleaned the two of you up. Slowly cleaning everything that may have been dirtied, caressing everything on your body, he held you in such a way that it just felt right to be like it.

And sure enough he was holding you in his arms in your sheets the next morning with no intentions of letting you go. Or letting you hear the door ring as his sorry ass of a bestfriend came to offer you an apology.

This was my first smut! How did I do you guys?

Part Two

[rinstars]

𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘔𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘕𝘖𝘞, 𝘉𝘜𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘋 𝘔𝘌 𝘍𝘐𝘙𝘚𝘛.

PAIRING: Gojo Satoru X Reader

GENRE: Angst

TAGS/WARNINGS: Hurt/Comfort (or not you decide hehe). Break-up. Falling out of love. Just hurtful shit. He loves someone else now but he didn't cheat. Can't explain shit omg just read sorry

NOTES: Listen to Madison Beer's new song Reckless while reading, the title is from the lyrics of this song !!

Hard as you try, there seems to be no anger in your heart. No burning rage that makes you want to set the whole world on fire. The urge to inflict the same kind of pain he's caused you not even making an appearance in your heart and mind. If it's resentment on the other hand, maybe you do bear some. Pain, too, if you're being completely honest. But you don't really feel like acting on it. Don't feel like looking for ways to release the negative emotions bubbling inside you. You just wanted to be at peace, wanted to cry everything plaguing your heart.

Maybe it's because he said it in such a soft voice, like he didn't want to hurt you but then not telling you at that moment will only make it worse, so he decides to. His palms were rubbing the back of his neck, eyes looking anywhere but you when he announced the feelings he's been desperately trying to contain.

"I'm in love with somebody else."

He wouldn't cheat on you. To the very bitter end he endured for you, and you knew that. He must've seen how desperately you were trying to save the relationship. How you still try to melt the cold that blankets over your relationship with your warm hugs, kisses lingering on his cheeks just a little bit longer than usual so you can make sure he feels the love that still blooms so beautifully in your heart.

"I understand." No matter how hard you swallow, the lump in your throat doesn't seem to go away, straining your voice. "I'll pack my things tonight and leave tomorrow."

"You don't have to go right away, Y/N," He looks at you sadly, almost pitifully, and you hated it—the fact that you're faced with the reality that it's all beyond saving.

He wouldn't run after you. Not this time.

You realized your high school days were over. He's not going to chase after you, hands on your waist saying sorry and kissing your neck under the rain every time you run away after an argument. He's no longer going to bring you flowers, thrusting it straight to your chest when he gets home because it makes him too shy to be even more sentimental than he already is.

Gojo Satoru is no longer yours.

"It's fine, Gojo." you smile at him, not missing the way he winced at the mention of his last name. Nothing like the usual "Satoru" he's been used to hearing for years. No baby's, no love's, just Gojo. Perhaps he deserved that. He's always been stupid with words, constructing sentences doesn't seem to be a thing of his. Yet this one request he was sure he would beg you for, if you were ever to refuse.

"Will," he begins, closing his eyes shut shortly after then taking a deep breath. "Will you share the bed with me?" He smiles at you sadly, guilt plaguing the beautiful frosted eyes you've always loved. "For the last time?"

Biting your lip to prevent it from shaking even more than it already it, you nod at him, heading to the kitchen as he looks at you with a confused expression. A sigh escaping his lips when you turn around to answer him.

"I'll cook us dinner before bed."

That night in bed, when you couldn't keep bottling it up anymore, you ended up crying in his chest. His arms around you as he runs his fingers through your hair. None of you spoke a word. After all, what do you say to a lover you'll be losing tomorrow? To another woman you think you probably will never be.

He assures you, though. It's not the fact that she's prettier, not that she's kinder, sweeter, or more well-spoken than you could ever be. It's just that he doesn't feel it anymore, doesn't hear his heart beat with you the way it did before—and he hates it, God, does he despise the realization. Yet, while he couldn't imagine his life without you, he thinks he also couldn't imagine a future without her.

You look up at him and he stares down at you, with eyes full of warmth and melancholy—but no longer of love. His frosted lashes almost a painful reminder of what your relationship has gone to—cold and unforgiving. His eyes speak to you the words he somehow couldn't bring himself to say.

He's sorry for hurting you, but he's not for loving her. After all, he just loved. Just started to harbor the same feelings he once did for you.

The morning was both harder and easier than last night. The closure you got before the separation more than you could have ever asked for—a temporary solution to your breaking heart. However, the pain persists as you get closer and closer to leaving the house you've spent so many years with him so he can stay in it and make new memories with her.

The door is heavy, heavier than the luggage he's helping you to carry. Turning back to him when you've stepped a foot outside, your eyes catch the sight of the necklace hanging around a chain on his neck—your present to him for your first anniversary. He must have noticed, delicate fingers suddenly wrapping around the ring.

"I'm not taking it off," Gojo Satoru smiles, goodbye dripping from every syllable of every word coming out of his mouth. "So never take yours off too."

You reach up to him for a last hug, arms wrapping around his neck as you let your tears fall the moment your face is out of his sight. He was your best friend, your anchor, your life support. He was everything to you and you like to believe that once upon a time, you were too.

You whisper your last I love you before driving off in your car, the response you were used to hearing every single time not echoing in your ears this time.

Gojo Satoru was more than a lover to you. He's taken up more memories in your mind than the thoughts you have for yourself, your heart filled with nothing but a space for all the love you would have given him for the rest of your life, had you been given the chance. You spent years experiencing the beautiful kind of love he could give and maybe, this time, it's time for others to experience it too.

The same fantasy you once did.

The sun shines down through your windshield, reflecting on the ring shining on your finger as it grips the steering wheel. The shimmer a bittersweet reminder that while he might love her now, he still loved you first, and you guess—no, you believe, that it's enough.

To be loved by Gojo Satoru and bask in the affection he once offered.