#he was so happy that nobara was fighting alongside him

[majikuriboh]

oh Yuuji it pains me seeing him like this

[moon-lv3r]

my cursed fate °.*ೃ✧˚.

🦋 category: one-shot, au where geto did not defect when he was supposed to

🦋 characters: geto, gojo, nobara, yuji, megumi, nanako, mimiko, mentioned nanami, shoko

🦋 summary: au - in which geto didn’t turn evil so quick but will his fate allow him to stay pure? even after he talked things out with gojo?

🦋 warnings: nil

🦋 notes: idk whats the purpose of this pls don’t ask. i kinda played around with mimiko’s technique and how it works since the specifics were never shown (how the doll works to kill targets)

Geto Suguru could only wonder, what was the purpose of being a sorcerer? The very end of the path was the dead corpses of everyone he had ever cared about.

He had seen the flaws the world has to offer. He wasn’t a fan of it. But what else could he do aside from doing his best to defend those he should?

Geto Suguru vowed to protect all sorcerers around him. He did not care about non-sorcerers anymore. He just can’t see any more of his comrades getting hurt. He had never regretted this decision.

He smiled as he watched Nanako and Mimiko grow up, alongside Megumi. Those two enjoyed pestering Megumi. They had a funny sibling-like relationship. Suguru never regretted taking the twins away. He just wished he had done more to the village instead of just walking away. He enjoyed seeing the twins having fun with someone with similar interests, like Nobara. How happy they were.

Suguru would do anything to shield them from dangers.

He could not do anything about the humans producing cursed spirit though. He had sat down with Satoru and the both of them had a small talk about it. It was upsetting, but the truth.

All he could do was just swallow the negativity down to his very core. He should be able to do it. To protect those around him. Seeing them safe was worth it.

It had to be.

As long as they could be safe. He could use his curses to train the students when it came to practicing. Suguru never took on any missions after meeting the twins. He could not bring himself to do so. Cleaning humanity’s dirty work without any sort of reward, only his drained energy in return. How could he subject himself to that?

He could only watch and see as the first years train with the twins. Nanako and Mimiko were not like Maki and Mai. Nanako and Mimiko were fraternal twins unlike the Zen’in twins.

Mimiko’s technique was the most similar to Nobara’s. It involved the skin to skin contact of the target to Mimiko’s stuffed doll, then tying a noose around it to hang the target to death. The doll would essentially become the target when it was touched.

Nanako’s technique was less murderous at first glance. It manipulates photographed objects, good for long distance escaping. Though Suguru still trained Nanako to fight hand to hand. One can never have their guard down.

The Hasaba twins were amazing sorcerers, though Zen’in Maki could put them out with ease. A mere human. A mere human with super strength, like the very man who ruined his innocent youth.

Maki was a normal person, yet here she was. An exception to the school. It was people like her who caused problems for real sorcerers to fight against. Suguru often debated her whole existence and reason for being in the school.

Though he should not.

She was still fighting, on their side, so he should not judge her too harshly. At least she knew her place, somewhat.

Yuji was another exceptional fighter. He was so much like Haibara.

The reason why he decided to have students train with his curses.

So they would not die in missions against a curse they were unmatched against.

Geto Suguru would do all that he could to protect all that he has left. He shall never leave anyone behind. Everyone was going to be safe, he was going to grow in strength and train everyone so that they could defend themselves.

He made that promise with Gojo Satoru.

The path that Tsukumo had asked him to choose, and the one he picked was to protect everyone.

He was staying true to himself, right?

This was his true thought. His most sincere belief. His genuine self.

He did not like non-sorcerers but the safety of his friends was more important. He was not crazy enough to get rid of all non-sorcerers… right? It wasn’t something achievable… right?

His job now was to defend his friends. Humans were undeserving, but that did not mean that his fellow sorcerers should suffer. He would use his technique to help them, giving the students cursed spirits to practice with.

Nobody knew how curses even tasted like… How gross it was… How could he expect people to understand?

That was, until he met Yuji. The boy who reminded him of one of the main reasons why he chose to project everyone instead of rebelling.

Haibara Yu…

They were so similar…

Their smiles.

Their innocence.

Their need of helping those in need.

“Geto-Sensei!” Nobara’s loud and annoyed tone hung in the air as she ran out from the classroom and out into the field, calling out to him. “Nanako and Mimiko are up to their usual tricks again!”

Suguru laughed as he turned around to see the hilarious sight of Nobara suddenly having long pink hair, no doubt from Nanako’s technique of manipulating photographed objects. Nanako really enjoyed photoshop for this reason. Behind Nobara was Yuji, Megumi and the Hasaba twins, Yuji and Megumi had their hair swapped, no doubt that it was Nanako’s work. Nanako really enjoyed toying around with her juniors, teasing them nonstop and testing her new photoshop technique on them.

“Nanako,” Suguru called out. “It's not fun to pick on your juniors like that.”

That comment made him remember the old days when Satoru would often tease Utahime to no end, despite her being the senior. The good old days.

“Fine,” Nanako responded as she took pictures of her three juniors and returned their hair to normal.

Nobara turned back to look at the twins, and charged towards them, her hands reaching for her nails that she kept. “I am so going to get back at you two!” She screeched, ready to throw her nails at the twins. Kugisaki Nobara has the talent for her technique, though her physical ability could use more improvement.

The scene that unfolded before Suguru was a funny one. Teens soaking in the fun of their youth. That was what he wanted to do now, shield them from the potential dangers as they were just children. He just wished that he had someone to shield his youth from the likes of Fushiguro Toji, that stupid, stinking monkey.

It was hard for him to look at Megumi sometimes, seeing how much those two had in common. From their face down to their personalities, it was scary for Suguru to see the tamed version of his greatest nightmare. He knew it was not Megumi’s fault for having that monkey to be his father, but Suguru just could not help but be reminded of his tortuous year caused by that filthy monkey. He knew Megumi hadn’t had it easy, having that monkey abandoning him at a young age.

Him and Satoru would never allow their youths to be stolen ever again. Not while he was standing, not while he was with Satoru, ensuring their goals remained intact. It was not a crime to be carefree. A child should be able to enjoy the nature the world has to present, instead of seeing the void of adulthood.

Though the cruelty of the world could never be hidden away forever, Suguru wanted the children to enjoy their blissful innocence for as long as time would allow for it. For as long as fate would give them.

Though Suguru often wondered, just what else could he do? His mind has been plagued with an endless train of questions. Questions that have remained answered for years.

All he wanted was a world where everyone he ever loved could be safe. Sure he was doing his best in protecting them now but as long as curses existed, there would always be the sense of danger looming around, forever haunting him, tainting his life. Curses coming from people like Zen’in Maki.

Geto Suguru will never stop protecting the weak. He will just find another way to defend them.

Nobody deserves to have their lives tainted. Especially not by forces that could be eliminated.

“Suguru!” Satoru’s typical cheerful voice echoed in the air, catching Suguru’s attention.

Suguru laughed as he saw his blindfolded friend making his way towards him. “What is it? Satoru?” Suguru asked, wondering what could his dear friend be wanting from him.

“The higher-ups want to meet us again,” he whined, as though he remained a teenager. Gojo Satoru was a teenager stuck in the body of an adult.

Suguru laughed, “I wonder what trouble you got us into this time.”

Satoru responded back with another laugh, “Those old people are just cranky,” he said.

After dealing with Gojo Satoru, it was no wonder that the higher-ups would be cranky. Satoru had never once listened to them, their words having no meaning to the man who could decimate them as and when he liked. Perhaps it was fear that also played a part in their crankiness.

There were a lot of reasons for their dislike of the strongest. Yet what could they do? The world of jujutsu was complicated, yet here Geto Suguru was, seemingly helping out.

Eating, consuming, engulfing, absorbing.

Over and over.

Repeat.

Redo.

Again.

Over and over, never ending.

The actions he would have to do time and time again. Sometimes he wondered how he tolerated the taste. Why did he tolerate it? He wondered…

It was to ensure that the people he cared for would remain safe. That was all. Ignorant humans did not deserve an ounce of his concern. He was only doing all of this for the sake of his comrades, they were who that mattered. Everyone else was nothing to Geto Suguru.

In his eyes, they held no value. They were the reasons why those Suguru cared about lost their spark, their life. Why should he care? It was not a surprise when Suguru turned out like Tsukumo, a special grade who would not go on missions.

He only went if Satoru went with him, then he would be more willing to at least swallow some curses. Otherwise, he refused to even step foot into the venue, unless there was a really good reason for him to do so.

Things have remained this way for years. The higher-ups could do little to change him, maybe because Satoru didn’t allow them to as well. The higher-ups could do little against the powerhouse that was Gojo Satoru.

Not when he could easily destroy everything while blindfolded.

Suguru and Satoru used to be equals. Yet here Satoru stood, all alone up on the pedestal everyone built for him and nobody allowed him to step down. Suguru was the only one who allowed him to breathe away from the pedestal, to be viewed as something aside from a prize. To be normal.

Though Satoru never once tried to make Suguru feel that way, Suguru just can’t seem to shake off the feeling of being under Satoru’s shadow. It was obvious that Satoru was at a different level, one Suguru could never reach. A level only accessible by Gojo Satoru himself.

What was Geto Suguru?

He had learned reversed cursed technique way after Satoru. His domain was not perfect, he tried his best to hone it to the best of his abilities. But Suguru was not the honoured one. He was just a friend of the strongest.

At least he still had the ability to defend those in need, though he wished he hadn’t had to swallow those damn curses. Curses caused by humans. Humans who almost never had to deal with the consequences of their actions.

Who was the one handling them all? Geto Suguru. But he was alright with it, as long as everyone around him stayed as safe as possible.

What could go wrong?

Of course who could blame him when Itadori Yuji had died on a mission. Having his heart ripped out by none other than Sukuna himself. Having a young Megumi witnessing the scene. It’s all wrong. Children’s innocence should be protected, yet here it was, all ruined, ripped out, shattered into pieces, destroyed beyond recognition. All that he had fought for… Gone, just like that.

It had to be the higher-ups messing about. It had to have been them, Suguru knew that Satoru knew it was the higher-ups too.

Why was protecting something so pure and innocent so hard? What sin had those children committed to have this happen to them?

They should be enjoying the freedom, yet here they were… enslaved to the consequences that those humans created because they couldn’t use jujutsu… if only everyone knew how to control their cursed energy… Maybe then…

No.

Suguru snapped him out of that murderous fantasy… He cannot fall back. Not into that ideology… But it was something that might work out…

He should just stop thinking.

Even though Yuji managed to come back to life… everything was just wrong. Why was Suguru still tolerating the higher-ups? They have been nothing but trouble…

“Are you sure everything will be fine?” Suguru asked.

Satoru laughed, his hands waving about, “As long as nobody finds out about Yuji. I told Shoko to handle it.”

But wouldn’t Yuji still be in danger after the revelation of his status? Will that boy ever be free? It was unfair. He should not have been roped into this! His innocence should’ve stayed with him. Why was this happening?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why couldn’t Suguru have stopped it? If he was there, none of it would have happened! Perhaps he should have just gone on missions! But who would give an obviously dangerous mission to a bunch of children?

It was all the higher-up’s fault.

Their mindless actions repeatedly caused mistakes. All they succeeded in doing was ridding children of their innocence. Using mere children to get rid of curses, instead of finding ways to make sure curses could no longer exist… Tsukumo was right, the higher-up’s were treating the symptoms, not getting to the root of the problem.

But what could he do?

Suguru was out for a walk one night when he encountered a fellow sorcerer. One that was supposed to be dead, 6 months ago.

Nisemura Kentaro (偽村 健太郎). Grade 1 sorcerer. His cursed technique was invisibility. The higher-ups have never been fond of his ability for some reason. Nisemura had the ability to turn anything and anyone with cursed energy invisible. It was rather cool to Suguru, where was the harm?

Suguru had trained with Nisemura before, and they mastered reversed cursed technique together.

Was the one before him a fake?

“Long time no see, Geto,” Nisemura greeted. The only thing foreign about Nisemura was the stitches on his forehead.

“How?” Suguru asked.

Nisemura’s lips formed a small smile. “I barely survived, but the higher-ups chose to hide me away. Kept me known as dead. I was held captive. Cruel I know. Haven’t they always been this twisted?”

Suguru nodded.

“What if I asked you to join me, in over throwing the higher-ups?” Nisemura asked, the request shocking Suguru.

“Why me? Why not Satoru?” Suguru asked.

“Because the higher-ups will suspect Gojo, no matter what he does. Asking him would be begging for me to be exposed. You however…,” Nisemura explained. His plan involved changing the world of jujutsu. Similar ideals to Geto Suguru himself.

“I would not be as suspicious, while still remaining strong enough?” Suguru answered.

Nisemura nodded, while awaiting Suguru’s answer. All Suguru said was that he would consider it, and to meet back at the same place a week later at the same time.

Suguru decided to agree, something had to be changed. The way things were handled… getting rid of curses… not letting any more innocence be corrupted. Though his methods and Nisemura’s clashed. Suguru suggested killing every non-sorcerer. It was his only good idea.

Nisemura shot it down. All he said was a Shibuya plan. Suguru did not know the details of it. All Nisemura told him was that many people would be involved, and that it was all for the greater good. Suguru’s role was to lure jujutsu sorcerers away from the station, before meeting Nisemura in the station so that they could do something together.

Something about the Nisemura standing before him felt different. He was still the same Nisemura with long, bleached blonde hair tied in a braid, the same Nisemura with emerald eyes. The same Nisemura who often dressed himself in crop tops because the weather was too hot. But he did not have the same mannerism as the old Nisemura. It felt forced.

Nonetheless, Suguru went ahead with Nisemura’s plans. Nisemura had Suguru ingesting as many curses as he could, to unleash during Shibuya. Nisemura had points to prove, and he was going to show it.

Suguru wondered if Nisemura’s plan could truly work. Nisemura seemed to have other accomplices as well, though Suguru never met them. Something was boiling inside of Suguru as he began to doubt Nisemura. The closer the date got, the more his suspicions grew.

“I know you doubt my idea, Geto,” Nisemura announced. It was during one of their meetings at Nisemura’s hideout. “But trust me, it will work. The curse free world you and I envision will arrive. It is more practical than your idea of killing every non-sorcerer. They might be useless, but they’re worth more alive than dead.”

What Suguru failed to realise was the fact that Nisemura was trying to instill his former negative beliefs back into his mind. Suguru fell for it. So easily. All the facts were thrown in his face, how could he not?

He felt inclined to follow his friend. He felt as though Nisemura somehow got him. He did not judge Suguru’s insane idea, just claimed it to be impractical.

He was slowly spiraling again. His twisted idea of protection was slowly returning to him. Those monkeys…

Their filthy impacts…

Nisemura saw through Suguru, and he egged it on, added fuel to the fire. Nothing Nisemura did was accidental. Nisemura even stole some items without Suguru’s realisation.

Fingers.

Mechamaru’s death seemed to be brushed under the rug as well. Suguru was not at the scene where the innocent boy died.

The day of the Shibuya incident finally arrived.

Suguru did as he was told. So many monkeys just screaming in confusion. Some dying, some still living. They wore ridiculous costumes, begging to be set free. Poor thing, silly monkeys could not comprehend how powerless they were. Suguru slowly released some low level curses, for the jujutsu students to handle.

Nisemura has said that he will handle Gojo Satoru himself. He wanted a meeting with Satoru in the station, claiming that it was important for Satoru to be alone before Suguru came to join them.

The students fought well against the curses. Nisemura had ordered Suguru to only head into the station at a certain time. When the time arrived, he entered the station, to where Satoru stood, panting.

Suguru was more confused at the carnage that seemed to have unfolded. What on earth happened? Nisemura was nowhere to be found! Satoru seemed exhausted, he greeted Suguru with a small smile despite his gasps for air.

A cube was thrown in front of Satoru.

A blade penetrated Suguru’s mind.

Suguru’s eyes widen his shock as realisation washed over him. It was never Nisemura all along. It has always been someone else. Suguru was just a pawn. He should have realised it, before he allowed his hatred for monkeys to overtake him just like that.

Satoru looked on in frozen shock as the invisibility wore off to reveal someone who was supposed to be dead. The stitches opening, the brains moving. Suguru’s brain fell on the floor, his blood joined in with those of innocent civilians.

The prison realm was slowly sealing Satoru as well.

All of the confusion has led to this very moment.

Nisemura’s body slumped on the ground as the dead body of Suguru suddenly came to life. But it was no longer Suguru.

Satoru was sealed.

Frenzy broke out as Kenjaku, who took over Suguru’s body walked about. He knew Jogo stole the fingers he had stolen from Suguru, but he did not mind. The more carnage, the better.

The Hasaba twins were the first to happen upon the new Suguru. They knew that it was not the same man. Kenjaku did not want to waste his time with mere children, he had better things to do.

Yet, the twins refused to let him go, preparing to engage in a fight. Kenjaku had Suguru ingest curses for a reason, he unleashed a strong one on the twins before leaving. Nobara had to join in and help the twins.

News of the loss of two special grades spread like wildfire. Curse users finally realising their freedom while sorcerers were fighting for their lives.

Megumi had witnessed the death of his father, without even knowing who that man was. Poor boy. He was just so confused. All he knew was that the man could have killed him, but killed himself instead.

Nanako had to save Nobara from being touched by Mahito as well. Fighting the curse alongside Yuji and Todo. The death of Nanami was fueling Yuji as he fought.

In the end, Kenjaku still won. His plan still succeeded.

Nisemura was branded a traitor, Suguru was branded a traitor. Anyone who tries to free Satoru would be branded a traitor. Even Yaga, who taught all three men, was branded a traitor as well.

The cursed fate never goes away.

[laindir]

Still mildly amused and laughing at how apparently the key to saving Megumi’s soul was really just:- Yuuji: I don’t have the right to ask you to continue living... But it’s lonely without you, Fushiguro 🥺 Megumi: ….. Megumi: Well Sukuna be damned, guess I’ll just HAVE to live for Yuuji Also really loving how the opening scenes for Ch.266 and Ch.268 parallel each other with similar panels. In Ch.266, Yuuji, as the protagonist and a symbol of compassion and mercy, is shown reaching out to Megumi and sharing his sincerest feelings and wishes, which rekindled a spark within Megumi. Then in Ch.268, Sukuna, as the antagonist who has been a force of destruction and evil incarnate throughout the entire series, tries to quench and stifle Megumi's will and what little spark of hope (by Yuuji) with overwhelming despair once again. sorry Sukuna, but it seems that Megumi will always choose Yuuji over you LOL I think knowing Nobara is still alive and fighting back with defiance also made Megumi realise that there were just as many other people, like him and unlike him, who are still struggling to live on despite their own loss and hardships; that maybe he too could still continue to struggle on alongside his friends despite all the pain and suffering, because he’s reminded yet again that he's not completely alone even with the loss of his cherished sister, Tsumiki.

Ahhhh seeing my OT3 back together again makes me so happy I LVOE THEM.... !!! ❤️‍🔥 I've always believed in (HOPED FOR) a bittersweet conclusion and ending for JJK but it's different to read it happening now :__) But as evil and cursed as the Cyclops Cat can be, I had always gotten the sense and suspected that Akutami-sensei is actually sentimental (?) about wanting wrap up things up in a more hopeful note for the Jujutech kids and future generation of sorcerers.

MEGUMI OPENLY SMILING AND LAUGHING?? FOR YUUJI AND NOBARA TO SEE??? AAAAAJAKDJF MY PETULANT BRAT CHILD The way he just laughed after learning that his deadbeat dad was long dead because Gojou had already off’d him is so fucking funny lmfaooo Papaguro must be rolling in his grave XD If he were still alive to see it, I think Touji would laugh at Megumi’s reaction too though, because he would probably do the same LOL.

Not too sure how I feel about Sukuna just letting himself fade away in full spite because he still can’t stomach Yuuji’s pity and compassion even at the end, but that’s also.... Very Sukuna. "Accept human compassion and mercy? Eugh how revolting, I’d rather just DIE!” Rest in pieces, Sukuna, you are truly the funniest JJK villain and the King of I Don't Give A Fuck I Do What I Want!! lol

[epickiya722]

Happy holiday.... What do you think that made Yuuji is so likeable as a character? I've only been in the JJK fandom for a year, and I've seen a lot of other JJK characters' stan. But one thing in common, they all love Yuuji and mostly will include him in their top 5 fav JJK charas (including me :D)...

Okay, in general I don't know, but I will tell you why I find him likeable!

For one, it's his design. Yuji's design is actually one of my favorites in JJK. That pink hair + brown eyes combo? Love it. The touch of red on his uniform, I like that, too. Since when I got into JJK, I started with the anime and then the manga, I didn't know Yuji used to have blond hair.

Neither way, I like it! I find both colors fitting for him.

And it's not just his features, but also how he's animated/drawn. He has a range to him that I just love so much. It reminds me of how my other favorite, Izuku Midoriya from BNHA, has a range.

Yuji will literally look like this one minute!

And then look like this the next!

Of course, with everything he's been through, he's going to look different, but you get what I mean! 😆

Another reason is his overall personality. First episode/chapter alone with clock you on that he is a goofball with gets along with people, but he's not a pushover. He care about others and has a good heart. He's just so kind and energetic. His energy easily matches up with other hyper characters like Satoru and Kugisaki.

He's willing to sacrifice himself just to save someone and really, it's also a sad part of his character. He later on gives into the idea that he is just a cog in a system. He accepts death, deciding to help as many people as he can before his time is up. It leads to him going through so much as the story goes on to the point that he isn't exactly the same as he was before.

On a funnier note, he's just this strange kid to me. Like, Yuji finds a love story within a movie called Human Earthworm. Those dolls Yaga be making? Yeah, he calls one "creepy but cute" and even Satoru Gojo questions it "this thing is cute"? When Megumi tells him about Sukuna's finger and curses wanting it, wanna know what Yuji asks? "Why? Is it good?"

YUJI, IT IS A FINGER?!

He didn't even freak out when he saw Megumi's Demon Dogs.

Love his strangeness though. It's an endearing part of him to me.

Adding on, I adore about him is his overall skillset.

Yuji didn't even have cursed energy or any special techniques, but he was already capable of breaking records and outrunning cars. So much so that he gained a nickname like "Tiger of West Middle" and believed to be the reincarnation of Mirko Cro Cop, who is an actual person who is still alive.

His strength is so powerful that he was even given curses like Hanami and Choso a hard time fighting.

On top of that, it wasn't as if Yuji needed to go through a training session to learn basic fight skills. He was already beating ass before curses!!

Yuji is also a quick learner. Apparently, Black Flash is a move that is difficult to accomplish, yet Yuji was told about it for a couple of minutes and managed to delivered several Black Flashes within that same time frame. And if you count the amount of Black Flashes that has happened in the series so far, Yuji has executed the most at 8 - 10. Yuji is also able to adapt to the fighting style that whoever he is fighting alongside has. He has done it with Nobara, Aoi and Megumi. Three different styles, yet Yuji is able to work with each of them like nothing.

One more thing, is his relationships with other characters.

Again, Yuji is a sweet guy so it's easy for people to take to him and be his ally. It's not even just him being sweet, but there's also his other personality traits and skills. He was able to impress someone like Aoi Todo. There are not a lot of characters on the same wavelength as Satoru because of his personality, but Yuji is one that is. Even Megumi, one of the grumpiest characters, takes to him.

And while I do love the positive relationships he has, there's also the negative ones I like, too.

Out of all the characters, Yuji's clash with Sukuna is the most entertaining to me. That is not to say that the other relationships are boring.

It's just that with these two are so different. So very different, yet share a few things in common that makes my brain get to working and then I have thoughts I have to write down.

Really, that's all I have to say for now!

Yuji Itadori is a favorite of mine, the #1 on my list. I don't blame others for liking him, too, because to be for real... Yuji is a character I can't imagine anyone genuinely hating. Like... how can anyone, I don't know! Maybe not care for him? Not everyone has him as a favorite character, I'm sure.

I mean, I have seen people say they prefer Yuta or Satoru as the main character (makes no sense to me, I highly disagree, if either of them was the main character of the main storyline, then it would be a totally different story, HELLO, and I do like those two).

I have seen people call him "weak" and "useless" for losing to Choso as if Yuji didn't give Choso a hard time even after running around and fighting curses and curse users before then. "Yuji should stick to jumping". Yuji be doing 98% of the jumping, stop it now I'm exaggerating but you get it.

I'm just saying, Yuji could do almost all the crazy stuff a lot of other characters do without hesitation, but I doubt anyone else would be able to willingly, without thought, swallow a finger that looks like that like Yuji has. That kid is a menace, but an absolute sunshine and I adore him.

[bakugoushotwife]

here’s a list of other wasted plotlines/themes that gege literally threw in the trash:

— megumi’s “full potential” that gojo pushed him to work on in season one. i mean overall he really had no character development. he ended the same as he began. the only thing he changed was accepting yuuji as his person to live for.

— am i high or didn’t kenajaku meet with other countries?? like. what was that about???

— yuuji….the main character….doesn’t have a domain expansion name. are we serious.

— why are we fuckin spending time on these wastes of air culling games players when we could be…exploring the uh. trauma the students we care about went through?? maybe…had a gojo funeral or any time spent talking about him?? like i find it nearly impossible to believe that yuuta or yuuji just. don’t say anything about gojo. megumi…maki, even fucking todo for christ sakes.

— i am so mad about the nobara comeback PLEASE tell me why he brought her back to do absolutely nothing. i’ll tell ya. shock value. once again—i’m happy she’s back, but she could have returned and caused a lot of damage to sukuna alongside yuuji.

— no sukuna backstory is atrocious. and for those of you that are gege meat riders i do not care. i do not care. since when have you seen a villain with no backstory. go on. work on that. because it’s incredible to me that we have the potential of a really sad and angry special sorcerer child growing up completely rejected and unaccepted turning into the strongest man that’s ever lived. there’s a lot to explore and it doesn’t have to change his core spirit of fighting for the love of the game. but his hatred for yuuji is so confusing at times because he praises everyone else and yuuji specifically just represents something he never was, i suppose with his loving personality and popular nature. but still like that’s his own bloodline essentially and would be cool to understand more about it and WHY kenjaku picked the reincarnation of his twin brother to create yuuji. like what was the reason.

— i feel clearly that the yuuji sukuna fight ended way too quickly. they finally were alone and it could have been the perfect time to play into those elements listed above.

— and finally, probably my biggest one, no reason to believe the cycle is broken. they’re still going on missions like nothing ever happened. so gojo’s dreams that he does mention completely go to waste here and he truly did die, as a weapon for jujutsu society with the hope he would cause this change to come, for nothing. there is no change. hell. there’s a SUKUNA FINGER at the end basically pulling an AOT and TELLING us its all for nothing. he could reincarnate again. and if shit gets sweet for sorcerers after this and the next generation and somehow he comes back and they’ve gotten soft……good luck charlie. trauma affected them none??? choso—yuuji’s brother and the only family he had left died and he’s barely mentioned. they aren’t tired of fighting? none of them want a break? like PLEASE!!! megumi was SUKUNA!! NOBARA DIED!! GOJO DIED YUUJI SAW IT ALL AND NO ONE IS UPSET????

in my opinion, gojo’s storyline has been handled so so poorly i can’t help but think it’s intentional. it is not bad writing to kill a character—even a beloved character. i know most people will dismiss my criticisms because gojo is so beloved to me and so many others. i’ve said before that i don’t mind if he died. does it hurt? of course, and i would still cry and be sad about it. but there is a beautiful way to do it. with respect and honor for his legacy—for what he has done for your manga, the characters in it, and audiences worldwide. but no…gege chose the path of horror and disrespect. at certain points i’d say to myself, well. this is a dark manga. but essentially gojo is the only character that receives this treatment. since the beginning—since suguru left him, he’s been wondering if he mattered because he was a person, or if he only mattered because he was powerful and useable. we certainly fucking answered that question. he is a weapon and nobody ever cared about him at all!!!

and we knew he was being used—he knew he was being used, but he is selfless. so he did it for his kids. for megumi and yuuji and yuuta—he wanted them to be safe. in these flashbacks it’s exceedingly clear that he knew he would die. again—that’s not my issue. gojo dying to sukuna makes plenty of sense and it would hurt to leave it there. but to give us an afterlife scene where he’s presented a choice—north and south—that concept lead nowhere, that’s truly fucked up. to leave all the subtle clues and hints for no reason but to keep people reading and theorizing his return is fucked up. to continue to use his imagery to promote your manga when you know he’s not even honored in your manga is fucked up. we don’t get a funeral or a grave for him. no one’s spoken about him in chapters despite him fighting for hours against sukuna and damaging him so much that yuuji could win, nothing. yuuta wearing him like a costume and no one is horrified about it. i thought his students WERE different. they weren’t jujutsu society yet. that’s why gojo was their teacher—shaping them into better human beings. how am i supposed to trust in their future when it seems they’re just as cold and heartless as everyone before them? no one has honored gojo in any way since the moment he died. and they’ve forgotten about him. he spent his entire life fighting and no one can even say thank you. gege intentionally used gojo to promote the end of his manga because he knows that gojo fans make up at least half of his fanbase so had we stopped reading when he died, he would have lost a lot of traction. he baited us intentionally, cruelly, and something that transcends storytelling. i’ve truly never seen a mangaka have this sort of vitriol for one of their characters and the people that love him.

we spent the entire last chapter talking about some random fucking mission when we have several unanswered questions and concerns. i thought gege said he wanted this ending to be shocking and something you didn’t see in shonen? tying everything up neatly where no one has any trauma or grief for what they’ve experienced, everyone comes back to life except the one character you hate specifically and choso, defying your own power structures and having everyone laughing into the sunset is exactly how shonen ends so what in the fuck is he talking about??

let me disclaim, this is not megumi hate at all. i love him very much and i am so happy he’s back with the group but like. he shouldn’t be able to even walk. he tanked unlimited void for over 6 minutes whenever that length caused irreversible damage to sukuna himself. not to mention the countless black flashes. so what the fuck? he doesn’t mention gojo at all?? the first time he laughs in this manga is after he reads a note written by his dead fucking caretaker about his dead fucking father? like i don’t believe. random open ended kenjaku/suguru mention just to piss me off, an absolutely no mention of gojos sacrifice or how they’ll miss him. i’m sick to my stomach. gege defiled his memory both in the story and outside of it. wow.

P.S. SUKUNA CARED MORE ABOUT GOJO THAN ANYONE ELSE (SUGURU IS NOT INCLUDED IN THIS I MEAN HIS STUDENTS AND SOCIETY)

[erigold13261]

So is Kento in the swap AU a curse, a curse user, or a curse user-turned vengeful spirit? (maybe the Shinjuku raid happens, and Kento dies without curse energy which makes him a cursed spirit) (And is Yu a curse, a curse user, or a vengeful spirit?)

Kento and Yu were sorcerers turned curse users from a breaking point incident in the past.

The two will follow in a similar path as Suguru did in amassing a powerful cult to help them get their plans to work in bringing world peace. Both curse users and curses themselves will be allowed to join (as long as the curses are sentient enough that they can deny their instincts to kill humans and instead live peacefully with them and help, they are allowed to join, so not a lot of curses appear in this group until later).

I still want there to be some situation similar to the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, I just haven't figured that out yet (gotta try to find a good power for Yu basically that could possibly be on a similar level to curse manipulation but obviously not the same).

And I was gonna try to keep this a secret and reveal it in a comic or something, but I'll just say it since it's gonna be a while, but Yu ends up absolutely dying during that night (cut in half by Sukuna) and Kenjaku ends up taking over his body.

As for Kento, I was going to have him get away from the scene because of Yu telling him to go, and so Kento wouldn't know Yu had died, so when Kenjaku comes back in Yu's body (covering the head scars with hair) Kento would be happy to see him and the two would continue their work bringing in curses and humans.

Honestly, maybe before curses weren't welcome, but Kenjaku was able to manipulate Kento and the other curse users into believing that sentient curses should be allowed to join. Which wasn't something anyone has experienced before so they didn't believe curses could be calm and know not to attack people until Yuji, Nobara, Megumi, and Junpei end up showing up and joining the kill everyone club.

However, I was also thinking of having Yu kill Kento in a last ditch effort to defeat Sukuna. Kento would be killed without jutsu and then cursed by Yu to become a vengeful spirit. Yu would still die by Sukuna but I think that would be in a different location of Kento's body so Kento was able to form as a cursed spirit and get away from Sukuna to try and live another day to fight again.

I think Kento would have seen Yu died, but then forgotten because of the state of his mind deteriorating into a more fleshed out curse (but still work enough to not become mindless. Either that or he just didn't see Yu die and ended up running away thinking Yu got away as well). So when "Yu" comes back Kento believes it is the real Yu and becomes a subservient curse to him.

And that would be a better reasoning for the curse users to start allowing sentient curses into the cult because Kento was now living proof that curses could be calm and work with humans.

So yea! No matter what, Yu ends up dying and becoming a puppet for Kenjaku. Kento on the other hand has 2 options, one where he stays alive and works alongside Kenjak-Yu and is persuaded to let curses join their cause, or where Kento dies and comes back a curse following Kenjak-Yu and IS the actual reason curses end up joining the cult's cause.

[hamburg-denks]

What a Night

character(s)  -  Gojo x Reader

word count  -  3971

genre  -  hurt/(comfort?)

warnings  -  description of injuries, mentions of blood, 

summary  -  a lot of unexpected things happen in one night, one thing led to the other

a/n  -  hi :), welcome to my first story in this blog, I hope you have fun here. First of all, I would like to say sorry if there’s any mistakes in warnings, genres, etc. I’m not used to writing warnings yet, thus leading me to the whirlwind of confusion of what to put in the warnings section. If there’s anything that I missed, please do inform me :))

Walking to the dorms of Jujutsu High in the dead of night, with a huge cut on the side of your torso, and a limp Megumi in your arms wasn’t something that crossed your mind earlier that day when you agreed to handle an urgent mission

A mission that involved a special grade curse, you didn't think much of it, thinking the day would end like any other day

Instead of Gojo, you and Megumi was sent out to handle the curse. Gojo was overseas & wouldn’t return until later on that night

Yuji & Nobara wasn't sent out because they considered it to be 'too dangerous'. Megumi, though he was still a first year, was deemed one of the best partners you've worked with

Megumi fought alongside with you really well, but every sorcerer has their own weakness

Megumi is a fast thinker, coming up with strategies in the tightest situation wasn't that big of a problem. Although, when it comes to hand to hand combat, he wasn't the best at it, and it was something you both had been working on

As a mentor, and a partner, you couldn't ignore the curse that was about to land a fatal hit on Megumi, it wasn't something deadly, but for sure would severely injure someone

Your next action would have a big impact on the outcome of this fight. Without thinking much further, you jumped into the line of attack and took the hit

The hit that you took sent you plummeting to the floor, but it definitely gave Megumi a chance to hold off the curse just a little bit longer

Getting up, you saw an opening, a chance to exorcise this curse, once and for all. While the curse was distracted, you took the chance to ran around the back of the curse.

Slicing the head clean off, the fight was finished. The once noise filled room, fell into a quiet atmosphere

The next few seconds was used to take a long exhale, relieved that the mission was cleared

You walked up to Megumi, happy that you both succeeded, but worried of the wound on Megumi's leg

"You're injured, hop on my back, I'll bring us back to the dorms" you said, a kind smile on your face

Megumi's face turned into a deep frown, examining your uniform that had turned a shade darker around your torso. When the thought clicked into his head, he shook his head and replied "Sensei, you're hurt"

Running on the remaining adrenaline form the fight, you followed his trail of sight & giggled at your worried student. It wasn't hurting, so it must be a small injury, right? Wrong.

Your student didn't stop his protests & carried on mentioning how you're losing a lot of blood and that you shouldn't worry about him, instead you should worry more about yourself

You stopped his rambling by tapping his forehead, sending him into a deep slumber, a technique you learn from Gojo Satoru himself.

You catch his body before he could hit the pavement, and decided that it was best to just carry him in your arms instead of your back

Walking out of the building, you're somewhat glad that it was still night. Meaning that you might have just enough time to greet Gojo before heading off to rest for the night

The pain didn't start until it was a few miles away from Shoko's office, the adrenaline started to fade, and reality took a toll on you. You now knew that you had a pretty big injury on your side, but you can’t use your reverse cursed technique. You were too exhausted, already pushing beyond your limits in fighting that curse.

Your feet started to drag across the pavement, arms trembling, tired form carrying Megumi

You knew that you have to at least reach Shoko's office before completely collapsing, you had to get Megumi into a safe area first. It was a responsibility that you took upon yourself, a promise that you could never break

Opening the door to Shoko's office, you were shocked to see Gojo sitting on one of the metal beds, Shoko nowhere in sight.

The moment you slide open the metal door, Gojo's eye's locked with yours. Worry evident in his eyes, he took off his glasses, as if to was making sure he wasn't hallucinating.

He immediately got up and rushed to your aid, the bloody uniform that clung to your body only making him more worried. Dropping Megumi into Gojo’s arms, you leaned on the doorframe for support.

“Help him, there’s a cut on his right leg, please help him” you pleaded, closing your eyes as you lean your head against the door frame. The world had started to spin, there’s little to no time before you collapse, but you had to make sure Megumi receive help before you do.

Gojo quickly set Megumi down on a metal bed and turned to you, blood was pooling on the floor beneath your feet. “y/n, what happened?” Gojo asks you as he slowly guide you to a table to sit on.

“A special grade was aiming at Megumi, and you know about the promise I made” you explained, Gojo’s hands was roaming under your uniform top to search for the wound. Your face grimace in pain as his hand meet the open wound, putting pressure on it.

His face showed a hint of red as he said, “Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I need you to take of your uniform top.” As you took your top off, Gojo quickly fetch some gloves and sterilized tools.

At times like this, you’re really thankful that you made the request of having a boy’s uniform instead of a girl’s. Pants allows Gojo to slip between your legs without you having to worry about exposing anything.

 You still remember what you said about your choice of uniform, mentioning that “pants are way more comfortable, I’m not used to wearing skirts or dresses anyways, I prefer pants”

Gojo had taken the liberty of checking your wound to see what he needed to do, seeing that there’s a metal piece lodge in your wound, he sighed.

Grabbing some tweezers, he turned to your wound. “This will sting a bit, actually no, it will hurt a whole bunch” he mentioned, but before you could even respond, he had grabbed the piece of metal with the tweezers and pulled it out

He quickly pressed his hand over the wound to prevent more blood gushing out. You had thrown your head back; the pain was excruciating. Once the pain had subtly died down, you brought your head back up and took a look at the wound on your side

“God, that would look so ugly when it scars” you mentioned, eyes locking to the ceiling above. You were never the type of person to cry, it was definitely rare seeing your cry, some even say impossible. 

It was just how you were told when you’re younger, “crying does nothing but show that you’re weak”. At some point, it had been a habit of yours, to just be happy all the time. 

You can only imagine Gojo’s worrisome eyes when they met yours, brimming with tears. He knew it wasn’t because of the pain, hell, you once had a cut over your eyes, yet you still laughed along with him on the way back to the school.

All he could do now is patch you up as fast as possible, while keeping you out of pain as much as possible. He took the vial of anesthetic and a needle, face you again and informed you, “Your wound need sutures, and we both know, no matter how high your pain tolerance is, I’m not giving you sutures without anesthetics”

You could only nod, scared that if you were to talk your voice would waver. Gojo had picked out everything he needed, and put them on a metal tray that was placed next to you

Once the last suture was put into place, Gojo moved all of the medical instruments he used to side. Grabbing a white cloth, his body moved to a nearby sink, wetting the cloth and returning back to you.

He cleaned the blood that had clung to your stomach, the proceed to wrap your whole stomach up with a roll of gauze. Once he was done, he had put the bloody towel down at the sink.

He then proceeded to grab a new pair of gloves and a first aid kid, turning to Megumi. He was still knocked out on the bed, not knowing about a single thing that’s happening to him.

After sparing a glance at Gojo and seeing that he was helping Megumi, you stood up and move towards the door. Sliding the door open, you muttered out, “I need fresh air, I’ll be outside”

Gojo was debating whether to help Megumi or follow you out. His leg had out of instinct had carried him towards the doorway, where you were still standing. “Help Megumi first, then meet me outside if you want”, your stern voice rang through his ears, sending his feet to a complete stop.

With that, you shut the door and head to the small park the facility has outside. Gojo on the other hand stood still in the room, trying to comprehend what in the world had happen.

Outside, you took a seat at a bench, eyes locked into the tree ahead. This mission, just like several other missions, isn’t planned. It was something completely out of the blue, something that nobody expected.

You were the only shaman up for the task that night, hell, the call for the mission wasn’t even an hour after you arrived home. It was 11.47pm when you entered your apartment, working late that night to finish all of your paperwork.

You were silently cooking in your kitchen, soft music playing in the background. The sizzling of meat was interrupted by the ring of your phone that was laid on the counter. You didn’t think much of it, thinking that it was just another phone call regarding another paperwork that you need to do, or a plan for a future mission.

Once you heard them say, “be there as quickly as possible, I’ll send you the location,” you knew that there was no going out of this one. You turned off the stove, grabbing your house keys of the counter along with your phone.

Your train of thoughts was then cut off by the ringtone of your phone, quickly grabbing your phone from your pocket, you took a look at the caller. mom.

You let your finger slide across the screen of your phone, answering the call. Putting your phone near your ear, you heard your mom’s voice through the speaker.

“Y/n honey, it seems as if you never follow your parent’s wishes do you. You made your choice and I made mine, it’s time that we tell you,” your mom’s voice paused for a little bit, changing into a softer tone, a more joyful one, “I’m pregnant”

Those two word rang in your ears, a slight pang in your heart. Silently, you stood up, phone still near your ear, you look up at the night sky. “I’m glad mother, congratulations,” you somewhat whispered.

“Also y/n, since you decided to not listen to your mother, I hope this new child will be different,” your mother said rather harshly, “Also, don’t think about coming back home, if you want to roam around and do as you please, then go ahead. I don’t care, I gave you a chance to come back and you didn’t take it. So don’t think about crawling back home”

Tonight is just not the night huh, first it was an overload of paperwork, then an urgent mission that nearly killed you, and this happened too? Then again, that is life, it’s never fair. You don’t have the guts to destroy your mother’s happy pregnancy and made her worried or mad at you, so you silently muttered out a response, “I understand mother, I really hope everything goes well”

Nothing was said for a few seconds, and when something was said, it sure did sent a stab through your heart. “This would be the last call from me, nor your father. Don’t try to call this number again or try crawling back home, for it would only be a wasteful effort. I wish I never had you”

You nodded your head as if your mother could see you. You knew this would be the last time you’ll have any contact with you parents, and yet you didn’t get to see their faces one last time. Like old times sake, you still said, “Mother, before you go, please remember that I love yo-”

Your mother had ended the call before you could even complete your sentence. Your eyes detached from the moon above you, and revert back to the bench you sat on earlier. Hands hung by your side, legs unsteady, you slowly walked back to the bench.

Once seated, you tilted your head upwards looking at the night sky. You didn’t even bother wiping your tears away. If anything, it was useless, crying over somebody who didn’t think twice before completely throwing you out of their life.

Gojo had finished wrapping up Megumi’s leg, leaving crutches and a note by his bed, Gojo head towards the little garden you were in. Blindfold in one hand, he had expected you to roam around the garden under the moonlight. Only, his eyes had roamed on around the common spots you usually stood in, yet you were nowhere to be seen.

That was until his eyes landed on a figure sitting on the bench, head facing the night sky. One hand covering their eyes, and the other hanging limp by their side. He could only guess that it was you, who else is going to be at the garden at this hour if it isn’t the both of you.

As he moved sit down, the hand that was once covering your eyes moved to clutch your wounded side. No words were exchange, your eyes still didn’t meet his, in fact you were trying to stop your tears from falling.

Gojo’s eyes had followed yours, the both of you silently staring at the tree across from you. You didn’t even attempt to wipe your tears as they silently slide down your cheeks, some dropping to your uniform.

“You know,” he started, “it’s okay to cry, whether it’s pain, worry, stress, or even other things”

Your head dropped, looking to floor instead of the tree. “It’s just-,” cutting yourself off, confused, not knowing how to put your thoughts into words. Gojo didn’t mention anything, he waited patiently for you.

“my mom, she called me a few weeks ago, she wasn’t exactly happy. She was complaining why I ended up like this. How ‘I didn’t raise my little girl so that she can damage and scar her body’. I didn’t exactly know how to respond either, I sort of just say that it’s inevitable. That it’s a part of my job, because it truly is”

Gojo’s eyes widened in pure shock, how could someone say that to another person? Let alone their own child, the child that they, themselves, introduced to the jujutsu world.

“said that she was disappointed, she even mentioned of having another child. Swore that she would raise them right this time, so that they don’t end up like me. For once, I was actually thinking of leaving, I can get an office job somewhere, forget that I ever existed in the jujutsu world”

That was enough to get Gojo frustrated, upset that her parents would subtly threaten her like that. He knew that those words would’ve heavily effect you, god, it would’ve effect anyone

Wrapping his hand carefully around your shoulders, he responded, “I don’t know why she would say something like that, or why anyone would even say that"

Gojo’s sentence stopped when you slowly nodded your head, a smile on your lips. “You want to know what’s even funnier? She called me a few minutes ago,” your eyes that was once locked onto the tree now shifted towards Gojo’s direction, “and guess what? I, now, no longer have a family to call to”

Gojo’s eyes widened, your own mother can’t disown you over that matter, could she? the thing is, she did.

"I’m not mad about it, if anything, it’s what I deserved. I’ll go back to my apartment, eat my dinner, take a shower,” you stated, slowly standing up, “I don’t know how I’ll feel about this tomorrow, the future. Who knows how it’ll end up”

You stood in front of Gojo, bowing your head, you said, “thank you so much for patching me up, I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you”

As you straightened back up, you were embraced in a hug. Gojo was honestly still in shock, it wasn’t him that was disowned, yet it hurts to even hear it. He couldn’t imagine what you’re feeling, betrayal? Anger? Worry? Fear? But, you didn’t say any of those, in fact, you said you don’t care?

“You’re already tired as it is, just hold on tight, I’ll bring you back to your apartment,” he said, you weren’t given the time to even complain. In a single blink of an eye, you were back in your apartment.

The bowl of rice that was once warm and steaming is now dried. The half cooked meat that still laid on the pan. The overhead lights that was still on, it all proved how you haven’t got the time to take care of yourself before you were called on the mission.

Gojo’s wandering eyes was averted to you when he heard you let out a sigh, head still leaning against his chest. He knew that it had been a long day for you, and he understood that there wasn’t anything he can do to change the situation. The only he can do is focus on you, and only you.

He was the first one to pull away from the hug, his eyes looked meet yours, “go take a shower, I’ll prepare dinner.” He had been to your apartment enough times that he knew his way around the apartment.

"Gojo, you just went back from your trip, you should rest, I can-” you were cut off mid-sentence, a finger on your lips. “I said go to bath, yes, I went back from a trip, but you got sliced up by a curse”

He gingerly smiled at your retreating figure, he was glad that you were finally taking care of yourself. Just before you enter the shower, he mentioned, “don’t forget to apply the transparent film dressing, you don’t wanna get your sutures wet”

Sure, he didn’t receive a verbal answer, but he relaxed over a simple thumbs up you gave him. Once he knew you were dressing your wounds properly, he entered the kitchen.

He assessed the situation, deciding that the remaining meat on the pan was in no condition to be consumed, he threw them into the trash bin. He muttered a few apologies, feeling quite guilty for throwing food out.

Grabbing a new package of meat from the fridge, he seasoned them and put them in the pan. While it was cooking, he moved on to the bowl of rice that had dried. Seeing as there was still warm rice in the steamer, he scrapped the dried rice into the bin.

Grabbing a new bowl, he scooped up warm rice into it, then setting it aside. He set the cooked meat onto a plate, then setting them at the kitchen island. Just as he set the glass of water down, you went out of your room.

An oversized hoodie and sweatpants had replaced your uniform, a patch of gauze was placed over the side of your cheek. You walked up to the kitchen island, and took a seat at one of the chairs.

Gojo stood across from you, cleaning the dirty dishes that were in the sink. Picking up your chopsticks, you mutter out a quick “thank you” before diving into your food.

You silently tapped your chopsticks to the side of the bowl, chewing on your food slowly. “I wish that I never had you,” your mother’s word replayed in your head. Even though you knew that your mother isn’t there, it still stung your heart. Forcing you to put down your chopsticks and rest your head on the table.

No matter how hard you tried to ignore it, it seems like it would just never leave your mind at bay. Tears stung your eyes, threatening to roll down your cheeks. You jolted out of surprise when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your torso, head laying on your shoulder

“It’s okay, it’s alright, I got you,” He silently whispered. Once you’ve got your tears under control, you lifted your head off the table. Gojo let go of your waist and stood next to you, not returning to his chair.

A thought crossed your mind, and you immedeatly turned to Gojo. “Uh, Gojo, do you mind picking Megumi up, I’ll set up the spare room,” you quickly requested. “I will, please finish your food before setting up the room,” he quickly mentioned before teleporting from your apartment, back to the school

You weren’t worried about Megumi staying at your apartment, in fact, you were quite close to him. Ever since you and Gojo met, you met Megumi quite regularly, and those regular meetings becomes more often once he enter the prefecture. You even being one of his teachers.

You were silently eating when Gojo appeared out of nowhere in your living room, Megumi having one of his arm over Gojo’s shoulder, and a takeout box in the other. 

Once he caught your figure sitting on the kitchen island, he quickly rushed over, nearly tripping over his own legs. Kneeling on the floor infront of you, bowing his head, “Sensei, are you okay? I’m sorry”

Gojo’s and Megumi’s appeareance happened so suddenly that you nearly spat out your food in pure shock. Your eyes widden, trying to swallow the food in your mouth as quick as possible.

What Megumi didn’t expect was your laughter filling the room, along with a head pat. “Megumi, there’s no need to bow,” you quickly said, “about my injuries, how about you ask your 6 foot teacher behind you?”

Megumi spared a glance at Gojo, relieved when he received a thumbs up. Megumi’s body relaxed, the tensed composure he once wore started to melt into a more releived position.

“Talking about injuries, how’s your leg Megumi?” You asked, hopping off your chair and walking towards him. Your hand lifted the pant leg of his injured leg, seeing a neatly wrapped bandage.

"My '6 foot teacher'," he said, making quotation marks in the air, "cleaned the wound and bandaged it up for me"

Once you were done eating, you moved to get up from the stool to set up the spare room, but Gojo had beat you to it. Him demanding you to just sit down and relax, which caused you to cave in and turn your attention to Megumi instead.

No matter how much you told him to not worry about you, the expression of guilt on his face never seems to leave. This leads to you inviting him to the balcony once he’s finished his meal.

Taking a seat on one of the chairs, you invited him to do the same. “Megumi, I understand that you feel uneasy about what happened,” you said, taking your eyes off the view outside to look at him, “and frankly enough it’s normal. Although, I would like for you to know that, what happened, happened”

“Let’s just enjoy the night for now,” you said, facing the night sky again, “we’ll think about everything else tomorrow”

Megumi was about to nod, but Gojo appeared in the balcony doorway, “I agree with that, let’s just chill for a little bit”

[shintin]

Forget Me Not: Chapter 17 (Is it okay we stay here?)

↳ Gojo Satoru x Female Reader

Description: Imagine that from the moment you opened your eyes into this world, you had no choice but to kill and shed the blood of others, that you had to fight alongside Toji Fushiguru and die with him.

What would you do when they force you to do something you don't like? When the torment of conscience presses on your throat, will you give up? Now think about a day that life gives you another chance; how would you use it?

This is the story of a murderer who seeks salvation. Will she find it in the arms of Satoru Gojo? Or will pain find her sooner than redemption and drive her out of heaven forever?

Genre: heavy angst, sad love story, maybe tragedy, violence, lonely hearts, broken souls, +18.

Tags/Warnings: Oh, you just have to read it yourself. I won't spoil a thing!

Author Note: In the story, I preferred to use Nanami instead of Kento, however, I'll use Kento in conversations.

Song Recommendation: Céline Dion - Breakaway

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Year: 2018

"Hey Y/N, you don't know where Sensei is?" Yuji folded his arms and slid into the chair in the hotel lobby.

Without wanting to face Yuji, you pulled the straw out of your mouth, shrugged your shoulders, and said in an indifferent tone: "No," and continued to drink again.

The emptiness felt so heavy in your heart.

Nobara, who was watching you closely, put her hand under her chin and said: "It was clear from Sensei's condition that he was angry. The poor red-haired girl came out of his room crying. I had never seen him like this before." After finishing her sentence, she continued to stare at your face to see your reaction.

'So he didn't sleep with that girl? Huh! Why do I even care? His relationships are none of my business! Don't care! Don't care, don't care ... why did he kick the girl out of his room? Why should I be happy about this? The poor girl was not at fault. Yeah, blame Satoru! That bastard! But he didn't ask the girl to come here! She dug her own grave! What the fuck is wrong with me? Why am I so cruel? Don't be stupid Y/N, your heart will break.'

Your inner struggle continued, but you tried not to show anything to others. So you occupied yourself by playing with the poor straw.

Nobara continued: "If I knew there was going to be such a drama here, I wouldn't go to that stupid park! I would love to know if Sensei has gone after the girl or not."

"If your curiosity will satisfy, I must say that he didn't go after the girl," Megumi said and sat in a chair next to you.

You put your drink on the table and looked at Megumi, trying to hide your interest in the conversation.

"Oh, does your step-dad tell you where he's going so you don't have to worry about him?~" Yuji winked at Megumi to make him angrier.

"No, idiot! I was talking to Maki! Gojo's mother is sick and seems to be going through her last days, he hurried back to the Gojo's mansion." Megumi said, and then his eyes fell on your sad face.

Your heart ached when you heard the news, and deep down, you knew that Satoru was probably in pain as well. You were mad. But you were the one who agreed to go to his room; you were the only one who lowered her guards stupidly. He never promised you or told you anything, so that you couldn't blame him. But there was a weakness in your heart for him—a soft spot. You have seen his past. You remembered his memories of being forced to live apart from his mother as a child. You never had a mother. You didn't even know how painful it would be to lose a loved one. Then you looked at Yuji. He was dear to you for unknown reasons, and you didn't even want to think about losing him.

You swallowed and asked: "How is he?"

"Nobody knows. I just know that Nanami is with him," Megumi answered.

"I didn't know that Sensei has a family." Yuji scratched the back of his head.

"Yuji! Don't be stupid again! He is not a plant that grows by himself, he certainly has a family somewhere." Nobara folded her arms.

"Don't insult me, Nobara! I know he has a family. I just have never seen him talk about them" Yuji stuck out his tongue.

"They have complicated relationships." Megumi said in a low tone and continued: "Tomorrow morning Ijichi will come to bring us back to the school."

You turned your head to the lobby windows and stared out. 'Why do I even care about that obnoxious self-centered bastard?'

Really Y/N? Should I bother myself to answer? Okay. Because you have seen his true well-hidden self, deep down in his being, and it had enchanted you.

The rest of the night passed quietly, with the kids talking about their sightseeing at Disneyland Park.

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For three days, no one saw Satoru at school. On the third night, without knowing the reason, you opened the door of your room. While looking at the closed door of Satoru's room, you pricked up your ears so you might hear a sound from his room. But no sound was heard. You were feeling pain in your heart and thought maybe he was back.

Why were you upset? Where was the source of this boundless sorrow? Were you sensing his emotions in your heart? But why?

You sighed and closed the door behind you.

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On the fourth day, Shoko came to the training grounds early in the morning. You were watching Maki's practice with Nobara.

"Hi, Y/N, good morning," Shoko said in a tired voice.

"Good morning Shoko, I thought you would be asleep now."

"Yeah, this is normally the case but I came to tell you that Satoru's mother died last night. If you like, you can come with us to the funeral. Yaga has allowed it."

The smile on your lips quickly faded. You had felt the grief last night. "But I ... is it okay that I ... I mean, is it okay for me to attend the Gojo family ceremony?"

"All Satoru's friends will come. I don't think there are many of us. By the way, do you have a black dress?" Shoko's tone was kind.

You nod your head in approval.

"Well, be in front of the school gates at 12 o'clock. I will arrange for Kento to accompany you." Shoko waved her hand and walked away, and you stood there with a load of pain in your heart.

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It was about 11:30 when you crossed the school hallways to the gate. You were wearing a plain black dress with sleeves that covered the scars on your right shoulder. You didn't want to attract any attention as possible.

(A/N: Y/N's outfit:)

One of the rooms opened as you were walking, and a tall man with blond hair came out. When he saw you, he suddenly stood in place and adjusted his glasses on his nose. 'What's with the glasses and sorcerers?' you thought.

You have known this man for years. He was one of the sorcerers who wanted to arrest you, but you knew he was also Satoru's friend.

The blond man coughed and moved closer. "You must be Y/N Kamo. I'm glad I'm finally able to meet you in person."

You smiled. "You must be Kento Nanami. Sorry you couldn't capture me. Glad to meet you." He was handsome; you admitted it.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Nanami's lips. "So Satoru didn't exaggerate, you really know all of us."

"Oh, I didn't have so much information about you. It's just that Satoru talks a lot about you," you smiled politely again.

"If you want to listen to everything he says, your brain capacity will fill very quickly." Nanami rubbed his forehead.

You didn't want to say that listening to Satoru's nonsenses about everything was one of your favorite things to do during the day. So you changed the subject. "How is he?"

Nanami raised his head. Your tone was worried. It was interesting for him to see someone concerned for the strongest sorcerer in the jujutsu world.

"So you really are a kind heart with two hands and two feet. Don't worry, he will be fine." Nanami then looked at his watch and continued: "It's better to leave. By the way, don't talk to anyone during the ceremony. This includes the students, and always stand by me. This is for your own safety too. All the higher ups weren't agree with you being alive and many of them will be there today. And...I think you should hide your cursed energy."

You nodded and walked to Nanami's car with him. You two didn't exchange any words along the way. Only the radio and news sound could be heard in the car.

The mansion of the Gojo family was as big as the lands of the Jujutsu High and even more beautiful than it. The exterior of all the buildings was decorated with high-quality woods, and all the buildings retained their traditional texture. What you liked about it was that many of the buildings were built by the river and pond.

(A/N: The mansion of Gojo family: )

As you looked around, suddenly you noticed that a crowd had gathered in the corner of the backyard. The whole group was dressed in stylish black formal clothes.

You stood in the last rows with Nanami and slowly raised your toes to look for Satoru.

Nanami looked at you. He knew what you were up to. "The Gojo family has many white-haired men. The first row, second from the left, Satoru is there." Nanami pointed to a particular spot with his head.

You were embarrassed and quickly turned your head. Suddenly upon seeing him, a faint smile appeared on your face. How come you haven't noticed him? He was the tallest of all the white-haired men. He was standing in the front row, wearing black from head to toe; his long coat and gloves were black too.

(A/N: Satoru's outfit...ok, he is so hot)

Was it wrong to think he was still handsome in this situation?

Moments later, your gaze fell on Shoko and Yaga, who passed you and headed for the front rows.

The students were also standing in the last rows. You couldn't ignore the strange looks of people towards Yuji. Everyone looked at him as if he was not a human being like them. Everyone saw him as the vessel of Sukuna, who should have been executed a long time ago, but Satoru Gojo had prevented it. Yuji was like you. You wished you could be with Yuji so he wouldn't feel alone.

Nobara, as if noticing your looks, turned her head, smiled at you, and then took Yuji's hand. Then she whispered something in Yuji's ear, and he leaned over, looking at you.

You quickly turn your face so as not to attract anyone's attention.

The ceremony went on like this: each of Satoru's relatives gave a short speech about his mother. Throughout the ceremony, your eyes were on Satoru, who kept his head down with no trace of his usual goofy smile. You wanted to raise his chin, look at his sad eyes and promise him that everything would be alright. You couldn't lie to yourself. Something was sparkling in your heart, like lighting a candle in a pitch-black room, like promising the warmth after a long winter.

When it was time for the first-degree relatives' speech, before Satoru's turn, Nanami whispered in your ear: "Let's go."

You quickly turned your head. "But ..."

"Just follow me." He said in a firm tone. You said nothing. You turned your head, looked at Satoru again, and followed Nanami.

When Satoru stood in front of the crowd to begin his speech, he looked for you in the crowd. His heart grew heavy when he didn't see you there.

'She must still be upset with me ...' Satoru thought.

He sighed and lowered his head, took out the note he had written for his mother from his pocket, and after a few coughs, started reading it. His voice was firm. Over the years, he had learned well not to let anyone see his weakness. He kept everything under wraps until Y/N found his old baggage. She was the only one who had seen his weaknesses to this day.

His mother was buried with other members of the Gojo family. After the funeral, Satoru and his father stood together without exchanging a word, shaking hands with those who had attended the funeral and accepting their condolences.

The coldness between Satoru and his father wasn't hidden from anyone. Still, they both tolerated each other for the sake of the family.

As Satoru's students approached, his father glared at Yuji and Maki in disgust and turned away. But Yuji, without caring about the looks of others, hugged his Sensei. And after a long time, a smile appeared on Satoru's lips.

"Hey, didn't Y/N come with you?" Satoru asked Megumi in a whispered voice. Megumi looked around and said, "She was here, I don't know where she is now."

Satoru felt a ray of hope in his heart, but suddenly he looked around anxiously. The ceremony was full of people who didn't want Y/N alive. He had lowered his glass and was searching for Y/N's cursed energy that Nanami put his hand on his shoulder. "She is in your room. I didn't want her to attract attention."

Satoru sighed in relief. "Thank you, Kento," His tone was calm and grateful. Nanami raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he had heard such a profound and mature tone from him.

Before the reception, Satoru set foot in the corridors of the Gojo mansion and tried to get to his old room as quickly as possible. His heart pounded as he opened the door to his room. There, you were standing in front of the open window, staring out. The sounds of the river probably prevented you from hearing the door close.

(A/N: Lucky bastard's room:)

Hesitation pervaded Satoru's whole being. He took off his gloves and put them on the table.

He doesn't know how you will treat him after the events of the past few days. He never experienced such a feeling in front of any woman.

You were standing a few steps away from him, but it was as if you were miles away from him.

Suddenly you turned your head, and when you saw Satoru in the middle of his room, you became frozen and stared at his face. You didn't know what to say either.

'Don't go closer, he will break your heart! His soul is full of hidden wounds that have never bled, he won't be a cure for your wounds.' But you didn't hear your heart.

"Y/N... I'm sorry, I shouldn't...." But before he could finish, your feet walked you towards him, and your arms wrapped around him. You hugged him tightly. His breaths trapped in his lunges, but soon his hands found their way to your back too. You were in his embrace, and you could feel his grief in your heart. Even though your heart was aching with pain, the feeling made you feel alive.

You were like a soul in two bodies. His pain was yours too.

Satoru was holding you tightly in his arms. It was okay to show his weaknesses to you. You were his home, after all. The tears that had been trapped in the corner of his eyes were now flowing freely onto your shoulders.

He had found his place, in between your arms, in between your soft whispers of 'it will be alright,' in between the warmth of your embrace, and the scent of your neck and the fierceness of your touch...

He had found his home lost inside of your soul.

Satoru didn't let you go; instead, you heard his whispers in your ear, "is it okay if we stay here? Exactly here, for just a moment? Can I wrap my arms around you longer, tighter? Can I hold you here? There's more to handle, more responsibilities to take, to deal with, to endure, but for now can we stay? If only a moment more?"

Your eyes filled with tears. You couldn't say no to him. He would stab you in the heart, and you would give him in the knife. He would shed your blood, and you would kiss his hands. What was happening to you?

You didn't move; you stood there so Satoru could pour his sorrows into your heart for as long as he needed to.

Moments later, Satoru loosened his arms and was shocked to see your wet eyes.

"Y/N, I- I shouldn't have touched you when I was so upset, I'm sorry -" He moved away from you and hit the wall with his fist. All this anger, all this sadness, was heavier than he thought. But you were there to help me carry the burden on his shoulders with him.

'Don't approach him Y/N, let him stand away from you, his sharp edges will cut your hands!' But, you ignored your heart again.

You walked over to him, put your hand on his shoulder, and turned him around.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I'm upsetting you like the rest of my loved ones, as if this is the best I can do. I should distance myself from everyone. I'm a fucked up mess..."

'loved ones'

'our birthday'

'don't love anything Y/N'

'we are not strangers'

'everything will be alright'

'I'm here, I won't let anyone to hurt you'

'I'll stay with you'

'you're the only thing that matters to me'

...

You could hear all the beautiful words he had said to you in your head.

You put your hands on his cheeks and raised his head. While smiling at him, you said, "you kept me alive, Satoru, you didn't let them kill me. I owe you my life. You stopped Yuji's execution; you didn't let them hurt Yuta; you protected everyone last year. You didn't hurt anyone intentionally; you had no choice. You're a good man, Satoru."

Satoru looked into your eyes; you could walk through hell and still be an angel.

You spoke, and Satoru's heart became sure. You loved the things he hated about himself. He would get nervous when he looked into your eyes. You showed him the light and helped him catch his breath. And all of these were more than anything he had felt before. You were everything he wanted, but he didn't think he would find one day. Now he knew that he had found the one he loved.

He leaned over to you, but before he could kiss you, the door to his room opened. One of the servants appeared in front of the door.

The servant's gaze quickly fell on you after Satoru.

You quickly removed your hands from his cheeks.

"Young Master, the elders of the other families have been waiting for you for a long time."

Satoru turned his head and said in a cold tone, "Learn to knock!"

Then he turned and looked at you. There was a beautiful smile on his face that melted your heart. "I'll see you at the reception, Y/N." The servant's gaze was zoomed in on your face.

Satoru headed out the door with the servant.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, and Nanami and Shoko entered the room.

"Oh, how hard Satoru's life must have been in this big room. Come on! This is the size of my childhood home. Lucky bastard!" Shoko said sarcastically.

Then she looked around. "Huh, there are no traces of his stuffs or collection of manga books? That is weird! His room was full of them during high school! I thought his childhood room would look like the one I had seen."

Nanami shook his head and said, "you speak as if you don't know how traditional these families are. They ruin their heir's childhood. No wonder Satoru still acts like a child."

Shoko looked at you. "That's a good point, anyway, how are you, Y/N?"

Nanami also turned her face towards you: "Sorry you had to sit here alone. I had to send the students to school with Nita and Ijichi, Let's go to the reception. I have to ask Mei Mei a question and then we can head back to the school too."

You smiled and got up from the chair. You didn't tell them that Satoru was here with you. You were not ready to see anyone's judgmental looks. Those moments belonged only to you.

But Shoko looked at the gloves on the table and then at you, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "You two go, I'm going back to school with Yaga. Reception is full of the Zenin family members and Yaga fucking hates them, I don't want to leave him alone among them."

'Toji also hated the Zenins. They didn't have mercy on their own blood. It was no surprise that Maki had escaped from them.' You thought.

Then you took a deep breath and left the room with them. You made your way to the hall where the reception was being held. Shoko quickly said goodbye to you and Kento before heading to the other side of the hall.

It was as if the sorcerers took the funeral very seriously because many people had gathered here, talking to each other.

Nanami led you to a corner so you would not encounter anyone. "Hey, wait for me here. I'll be back soon." He said before disappearing into the crowd.

You were annoyed that Nanami was treating you like a little kid. You turned your gaze, and suddenly your eyes fell on a man who looked like Toji.

Suddenly fear filled your heart. This man had monolid eyes and a smug smile on his face, just like Toji. The only difference was that this man was blonde, and the tip of his hair was black.

"It is obvious from your reaction that you have realized that I am an acquaintance of your old friend. Oh, how rude I am~ My name is Naoya Zenin. I'm glad to meet you, our famous Y/N!"

He was looking right into your eyes. You didn't answer and tried not to look into his eyes. After all these years, you were still scared of those eyes.

"Oh, Y/N, don't be afraid of me, I'm not like my cousin. In fact, I am very kind~ We can be good friends."

And your eyes fell on Nanami, who put his hand on Naoya's shoulder and said: "Maybe later, Zenin."

Naoya grinned at Nanami, then turned his face towards you, "I'm sure we will meet again, Kamo." He winked at you and walked away.

"Let's go, Y/N," Nanami told you, but before you could reach the exit, an old man with white hair and eyes the same color as Satoru's stopped you.

"It is rude to leave without saying goodbye. You must have some sort of a death wish by appearing here!" Satoru's father's tone was disgusting.

You looked behind, hoping you might see Satoru.

"Don't search for him! My son is not here to take you out of my vlaws again to just piss off."

You turned your head towards the man and looked into his eyes with anger.

"What is it darling? Did you really think my son cares about a half curse like you? You must be so stupid to think that he needs someone like you as an allied despite being the strongest. Oh honey, I was one of those who voted for your execution, and my son decided to keep you alive just to humiliate me among others. You're just another toy from his collection that he is gathering to take revenge on me."

The man laughed in disgust. "Oh, poor girl! Did you think you were the first woman to set foot in my son's room? The walls of that room have witnessed the moans of more beautiful and noble women than you. I doubt you are even a woman!"

Let me tell you something; broken hearts can break again and again until you find no trace of it. Now you answer me, after witnessing the hit of the last nail in your coffin, did you still have a heart left to beat again for him?

No! You were no longer blind or naive. You were no longer going to play the role of the kind, innocent girl.

Didn't Toji yell in your ears thousands of times that the world of jujutsu is drowning in manipulation? Do you have to be a toy yourself to learn finally?

Nanami looked at you anxiously and worried about your reaction.

You may have been stupid until today, but you were not going to fall into the trap of these sorcerers anymore.

You knew well that you should not react angrily, or this hateful man would do anything to return your death sentence. You needed to be alive to protect Yuji.

So with a wicked grin on the corner of your lips, you said: "Oh, so it must be very hard for you to see an ominous creature like me could walk freely just because of your shortcomings in raising your son?"

You were standing in front of the head of a family, cold-blooded, with the ruthless looks of a murderer. And there was no fear in your tone. You have killed men much stronger than him.

You weren't a murderer, Y/N. A murderer cannot be so fearless like you. It was the pain that had shaped her into a warrior. You were a tired warrior who hated battlefields.

Satoru's father was speechless.

Nanami said in your ear: "Let's go, hurry up!" And you turned your head with stone-cold eyes and walked out of the door with him.

You were not going to let anyone walk through your walls anymore. But would your castle be able to withstand the white-haired knight?

This is one of my favorite chapters. Because I had shown Y/N very soft so far, but I wanted to show that her soft morals were due to her own choice.

In general, she is a kind person, but she has never had good experiences in her life.

I imagine Y/N as a collection of broken pieces that sparkle in the sun. She can give love to others with each of her thousands of pieces. But her broken pieces can cut her own hand and the hands of others.

To approach her, you have to accept that she will leave wounds on your soul, but she will be the cure for all your pains when you get her heart.

Satoru also has sharp edges, but his supporting character is such that he is not afraid of getting hurt and approaches people without fear to save them. In my opinion, he still feels guilty about Suguru and always tries not to repeat that mistake again. That is why he has chosen to save Yuta, Yuji, and Y/N and all those who want to be saved.

Now the difference between Y/N and the others is that she may be the only one who has seen all corners of Satoru’s life but not only has she not taken advantage of his weaknesses, but she has even gone so far as to accept Satoru as an ordinary human being. In Y/N’s eyes, Satoru is not only the strongest sorcerer; he is also a human being who can make mistakes and should be given a chance to make amends.

She accepts Satoru as he is. She listens to him, laughs at his nonsense jokes, worries about him, pays attention to him because this is what you do to your loved ones.

On the other hand, Satoru challenges Y/N, introduces her to new worlds, forces her to experience new feelings, supports her, helps her, trusts her.

The two give each other things that they both lacked in life.

However, I have to say that, for unknown reasons (I know, you don’t), Satoru is the only person Y/N has been able to touch until today. As I said in the story, Y/N can feel his pain in her heart even without touching him, but when she touches Satoru, His pain makes her feel alive, just like what happened in today’s chapter.

To illustrate this point, let me give you an example:

Have you ever seen how good it feels when someone trusts you to share their grief with you? This is accurately that feeling that is physically expressed.

And at the end, she always has afraid of trusting others. Now that she feels a little safe, she extends his hand to the others with fear and hesitation. Still, when she feels a bit of danger, She immediately returns to her defensive state.

She has high walls around her that she had just lowered for Satoru.

Just put yourself in her shoes and see how you feel when, after years, you want to trust someone and, out of bad luck, he thinks of you as a tool too and uses you to his own advantage?

Or maybe it’s a fact Y/N believes… we’ll see this in the following chapters.

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Tokyo Trio Pokemon Teams

fuck it im just gonna do it, its past 3am so its not like i have anything better to do aha Kiyoko look away

this is all based on personal opinion, for funsies bc i dont compete in any tournaments and maybe meme potential but whatever i love the trio and i love pokemon and I Do What I Want.

Itadori Yuuji:

Togepi: got her in an egg that he basically protected with his life (and still does even after she hatched) and her name is Tama. yes, Tamago (egg). when his friends are sad, he likes to offer them Tama to cuddle with like can i offer you this egg in these trying times? 9 times out of 10 people will accept her like what are you gonna do; say no? you monster. she’s a very happy and well-cared baby but tends to get herself involved in shenanigans that make Yuuji’s heart set out.

Arcanine: the one pokemon he actively sought out – he wanted a puppy and Growlithe just happened to be the first thing he saw and he went “YEAH YOU’LL DO” so now he has a big, fluffy and affectionate tiger-dog. she is a Very Good Girl and still thinks she can fit in people’s laps, mainly because Yuuji’s stupidly strong and can still carry her without problem so she’s under the impression everyone else can do that too (they cannot and she flattens them instantly). she’s very friendly but will bite when you threaten Yuuji.

Lapras: Yuuji’s travelled to a beach and took a nap on a rock – two hours later he wakes up somewhere in the middle of the ocean because Lapras finally decided to move. she seemed to like him a lot though and never left. while sweet and friendly, she’s kind of air-headed and will literally drift out to sea if left unsupervised for too long, so Yuuji keeps a close eye on her lest he suffers from another heart-attack when he spots her miles out on the water. has a very unfortunate tendency to freeze people when they upset her.

Riolu: this one’s a bit of sad one, my lads – the little guy was abandoned for it’s timid nature and low self-esteem, which causes him to be a bit of a crybaby. naturally, he immediately latched onto Yuuji when he scooped him up. Yuuji’s cares a lot for him and is currently steadily building his self-confidence through training and lots of encouragement. Riolu’s actually talented within the battle department but he cries and wails in the most inopportune moments even though he can punch literal craters into concrete. he hides behind Yuuji’s legs a lot but regards his trainer with stars in his eyes.

Hitmontop: nobody fucking knows how he got this finicky evolution – one moment Yuuji trains with an eager Tyrogue, that just followed him one day, and the next the little dude is spinning on his head and Yuuji just went “neat!”. a spinny boy for a spinny boy! he’s very supportive of Riolu and usually cheers on all his battles from the side. Hitmontop also loves to fight just as much as he loves to dance. he and Yuuji tend to train alongside each other to the point he actually mimics Yuuji’s moves during battle – yeah, he taido’d a lot of pokemon in the face.

Tyranitar: this is Princess. Princess appeared as a Larvitar one day and ate half of Yuuji’s rations in his backpack. Yuuji’s also never stopped feeding Princess then. now Princess is very big, very powerful and very, very spoiled. and she’s a bitch to everyone except Yuuji and the team; everyone else can get fucked. whenever Princess appears she’s usually mad for no reason and kind of chucks a fit until Yuuji calms her down. “so this is Princess; say hello– gENTLY, PRINCESS, GENTLY– WHY ARE YOU UPSET???” she seems very fond of Tama.

Kugisaki Nobara:

Banette: given to her as a Shuppet by her grandmother – its her baby and see can she no wrong in him. and he’s an awful, awful little bastard man. literally loves to cause all kinds of tomfoolery and play tricks and make Yuuji’s Riolu cry (his personal best was 5 seconds and he nearly got his ass kicked by Princess) but with Nobara he’ll revert back to nothing but a sweet little baby boy and drives the other two trainers NUTS. more than once has he flipped the boys off behind Nobara’s back.

Mismagius: a staple pokemon in the Kugisaki family, so of course Nobara wanted to get one too! she’s a classy lady and probably one of the strongest in the team, since she’s the one with the most battle experience. but she too is a bit of a shady bastard who likes to occasionally jump-scare others, however unlike Banette its mostly in good fun. like her trainer, she has a very girly side.

Pumpkaboo: actually, Megumi found her by accident (he thought he was grabbing an actual pumpkin) and Nobara violently tackled him to the ground to get to it first (he’s pretty sure he cracked a few ribs that day). Pumpkaboo is a happy little baby, who usually functions as Nobara’s pet in most cases – she’s very cute and gets complimented a lot. Banette has a one-sided rivalry with her when it comes to the affections of their trainer. its kind of embarrassing really, because Pumpkaboo is the equivalent of pre-schooler.

Honedge: a gift from Maki – Megumi and Yuuji were horrified because their senpai basically equipped Nobara with a living KNIFE. Nobara loves him. he’s very dutiful and trains eagerly to evolve as soon as possible, which why he participates in a lot of battles. he’s very loyal to his trainer and has functioned as an ACTUAL sword more than once, when Nobara was feeling particularly violent. however, he has a bit of grudge against Megumi from the time the guy tried to use him to sharpen a piece of wood.

Skarmory: that fucker took AGES to catch because Nobara just had to track down the most arrogant showboat of a Skarmory she could find. and when she finally did catch him, he became a whole other headache – next to being arrogant, he’s a brat who bickers with his trainer about everything under the sun. of course, both actually do care for each other, but most of the time they’re shrieking at each other for the tiniest shit. the worst thing however is that he can actually back up what he boasts when it comes to battles. he and Nobara share the same amount of blood-thirst, so its probably the one thing they agree on: make the enemy REGRET.

Bewear: Nobara saw a picture of a Stufful once and immediately became obsessed. she loved her even more when she evolved into Bewear. who doesn’t want a life-sized plushy to cuddle? one that can also crush your enemies to dust and make them cry with one glance alone? the boys find her absolutely terrifying, but Nobara loves her cuddly and very, very violent girl. not to mention, she’s very strong and likes to carry Nobara around whenever she’s tired from walking all day long. she too is a strong member of the team, but she’s rather indifferent to battles to be honest.

Fushiguro Megumi:

Lycanroc: Gyokuken – Megumi’s first pal who managed to evolve into the fabled Dusk Form. he was hatched from an egg when Megumi was still young and naturally, is closest with the boy. he’s very diligent when it comes to battles and rarely leaves Megumi’s side, almost functioning as some sort of bodyguard. however, he’s still susceptible to dog-like behavior and naturally goes absolutely stupid when it comes to belly rubs and kisses and pets. call him a Good Boy and he goes nuts – he’s especially affectionate with Yuuji. yasu yasu~

Seviper: Orochi – got into a rough scuffle with some Zangoose and Megumi took him in for some care. in the end, he kind of refused to leave since he’s taken a liking to the boy. he’s littered with scars from previous battles but Megumi makes sure they are well taken care of so they won’t hurt Orochi. while he’s a strong fighter, his trainer doesn’t really like using him in battle due to his old injuries, but has always managed to change the tide of battle for him. he likes to take long naps under the sun.

Lopunny: Usagi – Megumi was actually kind of aiming for something else and caught her by accident as a Buneary, which he didn’t really mind – but she did. Megumi wasn’t aware such a little creature could be so full of hate (the fact that their starting friendship level is on par with legendaries...the gods hate you and so does this little bunny). but after some (very) painful effort, he finally did manage to evolve Usa – only to immediately get smothered by her affection. she’s very upbeat and cheerful, which looks hysterical when paired with such a gloomy looking guy. however, she’s a strong opponent and has demolished her fair share of enemies with her powerful kicks. Yuuji seems to be very fond of her.

Donphan: Bansho – interestingly enough, Megumi got Bansho as an evolved Donphan already, mostly because the previous trainer had no idea how to handle his newfound strength, so Megumi kind of adopted him. initially, it was a little awkward between them since they obviously haven’t built a dynamic yet. now, Bansho is one of Megumi’s heaviest hitters, but he doesn’t appear a lot in battle due to his rather destructive nature. outside of battle, he’s actually pretty calm and enjoys mud-baths (much to Megumi’s dismay) and usually joins Orochi for naps. he’s a rather big fellow and can actually be ridden on.

Politoed: Gama – acquired through a trade, Gama is, next to Usa, Megumi’s jolliest pokemon. who can even resist those big shiny eyes and that wide smile. Megumi probably, because Gama likes to cause trouble with little pranks and more often that not, has he stolen other’s share of food with his sticky tongue. aside from his mildly bratty behavior, Gama is capable in battle, especially in water-based ones. naturally, he likes to take baths and Megumi makes sure that Gama gets to chill out in a tub of water on especially hot days. Gama also has a very concerning habit of falling asleep while sticking onto high walls. him and Lopunny lowkey compete who is the cutest between both of them.

Decidueye: Nue – a present from Gojo, when she was still a Rowlet. initially a nervous little sweetheart, Nue’s grown into a formidable foe, who is known to sweep down for the kill and hone in on targets with terrifying accuracy. her battles are very entertaining to watch, as she’s incredibly agile and elegant while fighting. she’s a very proud being and very protective of her trainer – there had been several cases where she flapped her wings erratically and extended her claws towards people with ill-intentions, something that is very unusual since she’s notorious for being rather stoic but attentive. Megumi’s erratic hair are partially her doing, since she likes to tug on them.

[sirthisisa-wendys]

The Sacrifice: Part 8 (Geto Suguru x Fem!Reader)

synopsis: It's the day before you face your arch-enemy, and you're given one last option.

wc: 1k

tw: none

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One day until you face Gakuganji.

You step off to the side, avoiding a potential blow from Nobara before you feel the lurch of your stomach. “You gotta be kidding me,” the fire goddess mutters, placing her hands on her hips. “This is the second day you’ve been vomiting. Quit eating those fucking pastries, they’re not good for you.”

“Sorry,” you moan, wiping your face with a towel provided by Gojo. “They’re just so delicious.”

“And when you throw up all over Gakuganji, what then? Oops won’t cut it, y/n.” Yuta mumbles, and you shake your head.

“I’m sorry.”

“Let’s go over the plan again while you rest,” Gojo offers, sitting you down in the grass. “First, you go to…?”

“Gakuganji’s home and enter through his backdoor when everyone is asleep.”

“Then?” Gojo ticks up a finger.

“I wake him in his bed, cover his mouth, and urge him to follow me.”

“He’s bound to be…?”

“Terrified, since I’m supposed to be dead, and if he cries out for help, I knock him out and drag his ass up the mountain.”

“No,” Gojo groans, wiping his face. “If he cries out for help, I’ll come to get both of you.”

“Why not do that anyway?” Nobara wonders, frowning.

“It would cause a massive scene if a white dragon swoops out of the sky in the middle of the night and grabs a screaming old man, carries him off to the-- No, wait,” Gojo pauses, thinking. “That’s so crazy, it just might work. Lure him outside, I grab both of you and drop you at the top of the mountain.”

“But what about Toji?” you whisper, and Gojo nods.

“I can fend off Toji for a bit while you get Gakuganji and slit his throat, but you have to be quick about it. Yuta will take his soul, and all’s well that ends well. The only part Geto plays is that it’s done on his domain, and all parties are free and clear to live on since the contract was only broken between Gakuganji and Toji.” The three gods high-five each other, but you begin to worry, hoping your skill is as good as it’s supposed to be to pull all of this off.

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Your last dinner is spent with the three in the dining room, drinking and eating at the same time.

“Y/n, did you ever consider becoming immortal?” Nobara asks, sipping her red wine.

“Long story,” you and Gojo mutter, and you laugh at the coincidence.

“Trust me, she’s come a long way for all of this,” Yuta mentions, smiling at you.

“Just to get revenge on a man who… okay, I can see it.” Nobara grunts and Yuta laughs, shoulders shaking as he bows his head.

When dinner is over, you and Nobara hug, parting ways and saying your goodbyes before Gojo follows her outside, chatting with her heartily. Yuta offers to walk you to your room with a tilt of his head, and you walk alongside him as he clasps his hands behind his back.

“You’re such an impressive woman. You’d do all of this for a town that has not thought of you in over a month… Just think of what you would do for someone who you love?” You smile, heat creeping up your neck.

“I just don’t want another girl to end up like me, even though I’ve had the time of my life here with you all.”

“Will you return to your village once Gakuganji is dead?” The thought had never occurred to you before, but now that you think about it…

“If they need someone to lead them, I would be happy to do it.” Yuta chuckles, dipping his head.

“I knew you would say that.” When he takes your hand and holds it to his chest, your smile falls incrementally, and you wonder what he’s thinking behind those dark blue eyes.

“If you ever need a place to stay, a place to be, or someone to call on, I’ll be there for you. You are a dear friend to me, now, y/n.”

“Thank you, Yuta. I’m grateful for you.” He nods, then lets go of your hand.

“To bed, my Lady. You will need all the rest you can muster for tomorrow.”

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Suguru does not visit you.

Not during the night, not in the morning, not during the hellish hours of noon.

“We will leave at sunset,” Gojo informs you, not armed with a letter for you. If these were your last moments, wouldn’t you want to spend them with Geto? Wouldn’t he want to spend them with you?

“Gojo, where is Geto?”

When he hears your question, his eyes shift away from your face. “He’s… he’ll meet us at the mountain when all is said and done.”

“Does he not want to wish us luck?” Gojo cracks a smile, raising his brow at you and placing a hand on his hip.

“Why do we need luck when we have a reading, fighting, beautiful genius on our side?” You chuckle at Gojo’s words, and then he clears his throat. “I was talking about myself, y/n.” You laugh even harder at his lie, and he smiles at you, his blue eyes shining in the dimming light of the sun. “I’ll be back when it’s time to go.” And the white dragon disappears again, leaving you with only your thoughts and the memories of your parents telling you how proud they are of you. You never needed those words as a child, but you felt like you needed them now more than ever.

“Would you be proud of me?” you ask no one, and a whistle of air blows into the room as if it could answer your question. But no one appears, and you’re left alone until the fateful hour arrives. When Gojo opens your door, you’ve dressed in the black gown and cape provided by Yuta, strapping a small dagger into the chest holster also provided to you.

“Ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

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[cc-writesfor2dcharacters]

a/n: i love this concept omg because i used to roller skate as a kid <33 and i absolutely love the character choices! you're welcome, anon! i hope you enjoy this one!! btw, this isn't an au, so it's connected to the world they're in and i hope that's okay ^^

ℍ𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕤𝕙𝕚 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕠

a/n: i love this kid sm sksksk he reminds me of a young aizawa so that's probably why

He was skeptical at first because he doesn't like dates that are too flashy. After all, he's such an introvert that even confessing his feelings for you gave him such a hard time.

He keeps asking himself why do you always wear your roller skates, especially when you're in UA. You just told him that it'll look cool in the future once you become a pro hero. Plus, it helps with mobility.

But, after seeing how much you love roller skating, he eventually tried it. When he finally agrees to go skating with you, you were filled with excitement to see him try the things you love. And, he also wants to learn it since you kind of smooth-talked him about how it can be useful in fighting.

He's hesitating to go with you because he finds it intimidating with the number of people that were there. But, you assured him as you gave him a loving and caring smile that was only reserved for him. And, that was enough to have him go inside.

He keeps on falling down on his butt. He just doesn't get the hang of it. But, you'll just hold his hand and tell him to focus on the pavement ahead and swiftly brush his foot. You'll demonstrate it to him until he gets used to it.

You just gotta hold his hand until he can go on his own, okay? He doesn't want to fall down anymore :((

When he takes a break, he'll just watch you gracefully skate like the angel you are to his eyes. That alone made him motivated and skate alongside you.

You were so happy that he's finally learning how to skate after a day. And, the next day at school? He may or may not bring roller skates so he could skate with you again after school.

ℕ𝕠𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕂𝕦𝕘𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕚

She was immediately thrilled when you asked her to skate. Because she's ready to take on anything. And, you challenged her that if she properly learns how to skate, you'll treat her to dinner. Being a confident person, your girlfriend is already on board.

On your skating date, she bought some cute skating clothes for the two of you so you could match. This side of hers has always been endearing.

Remember that face she made when Panda was spinning her in the air? That was the same face she's making as you tightly held her hand and skate as fast as you could in the rink. She was so scared for her dear life. Even more scared than facing cursed spirits.

You told her that there's nothing to be scared about. But, she'll just whine and tell you she doesn't want to get hurt.

So, you'll go not too slow nor too fast, just the exact speed she needed to enjoy skating.

You taught her step by step. By balancing, stopping, and how much force she should exert. Nobara's a fast learner. And, she'll get the hang of it sooner than you expected. She still can't go as fast as you do, but she's getting there.

After some time, she'll tell you to finally release your hand on her as she's ready to try it by herself. You were just on her side as she tried it. She was scared at first but reminded herself that she's strong and she can do it.

"Y/N, you'll treat me to dinner, okay?" You shook your head as you thought she forgot about that. She'll go through the whole skating rink by herself feeling the best version of herself yet. After that, she'll drag you to a restaurant because your girl was exhausted and wanted to eat.

ℝ𝕒𝕟 ℍ𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕚

He doesn't care what date you want to go to as long as you're going to enjoy yourself. He might not look like he's excited, but I swear he is.

Ran wouldn't admit to you that the reason he had a crush on you in the first place was because of how cool you looked while skating. And, to try something that you loved doing? To try something that led to him asking you out is something that pumps up his blood more than fighting other people.

You were surprised when he didn't need any of your guidance anymore. He skates through the rink like he's some kind of pro. Like he's natural in doing so.

That's why you enjoyed your roller skating date with him because the two of you got to play around like some little kids.

The two of you raced through the rink, trying his best to get ahead of you. He's a natural in skating, but he's not as skillful as you

Ran rarely shows an exciting emotion besides when there's a fight. But, right now, he's enjoying himself. It was one of the best times in his life. And, he gets to do it with you which makes it more special.

By the end of your date, he'll shyly look at you with such a soft expression and asks you if you two could skate again as a date.

Of course, you agreed. Now that you have your boyfriend get pumped up about something you enjoy is an achievement for you.

ℕ𝕖𝕞𝕦𝕣𝕚 𝕂𝕒𝕪𝕒𝕞𝕒

With her unmatched energy, she wouldn't think twice and go with you to roller skate. She's sort of like a daredevil if you'd put it into words.

She's so excited when she met up with you on the day of your roller skating date. She's eager to learn something that the person she loves the most enjoys.

And, she just doesn't care if people stare at her whenever she falls down. She'll just catch up with you as hard as she could.

But, once you notice that she's struggling, you're ready to help her out. Now that you're helping her, skating alongside you feels so much better for her.

"This is the essence of our love." She comments as you were softly holding her hand while you pull her together with you when you're skating.

She's impatient to learn skating properly so you could go as fast as you normally would. And, she eventually will.

As she fully learned how to, she'll still insist on holding your hand but going as fast as you two could. The adrenaline rush in her body was starting to pump up and encourages you to go faster. But, of course, you wouldn't.

She's still a beginner at this whole shenanigans after all. But, you're so happy that you get to spend this time together and she enjoyed the day even if it was tiring.

And, on your next skating date? She will buy matching roller skates for the two of you just so she could feel more youthful than she ever does.

[shintin]

Forget Me Not: Chapter 14 (Home)

↳ Gojo Satoru x Female Reader

Description: Imagine that from the moment you opened your eyes into this world, you had no choice but to kill and shed the blood of others, that you had to fight alongside Toji Fushiguru and die with him.

What would you do when they force you to do something you don't like? When the torment of conscience presses on your throat, will you give up? Now think about a day that life gives you another chance; how would you use it?

This is the story of a murderer who seeks salvation. Will she find it in the arms of Satoru Gojo? Or will pain find her sooner than redemption and drive her out of heaven forever?

Genre: heavy angst, sad love story, maybe tragedy, violence, lonely hearts, broken souls, +18.

Tags/Warnings: Public Harassment, Violence.

Author Note: Is it weird if I ask you to re-blog the Master List for support?

There are pictures related to the story at the end of the chapter :)

Chapter index -> Next chapter

Year: 2018

It was about 3 pm that Y/N's door was knocked.

"For God's sake! It's the weekend, let me sleep!"

She got out of bed with a grunt and opened the door with puffy eyes.

"My God, were you asleep?" Nobara looked at her sleepy face with round eyes.

"Yeah, I was up all night, why? What time is it now?" she rubbed her eyes.

"Lunch time is long gone." Nobara wandered into the room and, seeing the sweets, two plates on the table, and Y/N's messy face, a thought suddenly came to her mind. She quickly put her hand over her mouth and turned to her in surprise.

"Was anyone in your room last night, Y/N?" Nobara looked at her curiously.

"Yeah, Satoru was here," Y/N said as she stretched her body.

Nobara closed her eyes with her hand. "Are you and him?"

"Noooooo, is having dirty mind is one of admission requirements in this school? I just needed to talk to him!" Y/N put her hand on her waist.

"Well, whatever you did, it's working, Sensei is very happy from the morning. He even said we are going to dinner tonight." Nobara clapped her hands.

"Oh, good for you," and Y/N got up to go back to her bed when Nobara stopped her.

"Noppp, you are supposed to come with us. According to Gojo Sensei, we will all go together. Now put laziness aside and go take a shower. I will make you coffee." Nobara pointed to the bathroom with her hand.

Y/N sighed. "If I fall asleep in the bathroom, don't wake me up." And she forcibly dragged herself to the bathroom, wondering how a teenage girl could bully her.

"Have you lost your energy just by talking, Y/N? Are you sure you just talked?" Nobara laughed wickedly.

Y/N glared at her and, without saying anything, entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

When she came out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel, she found out that Nobara had already chosen the clothes she had to wear at night and put them on the bed. She also put some cosmetics next to her clothes.

Y/N stopped drying her hair and turned to Nobara, drowning in her phone. "Oh, thank you for asking my opinion on the choice of clothes!"

"You're welcome. Come on Y/N, if I asked your opinion, you would choose a hoodie, again!" Nobara said with a laugh.

"Yes, because comfort is my priority!" Y/N put her hands on her waist.

Nobara continued regardless of her words, "Now hurry up and change your clothes. Do you know how to make up? I will help you style your hair."

"Oh, just kill me already. I know how to do makeup! Meanwhile, I love my hair as it is!" She snarled like a child.

"I love your hair too, Y/N, but change wouldn't killed anyone, so don't be so dramatic and get ready." Nobara winked at her.

Y/N shrugged and surrendered. There was no point in arguing with Nobara.

Around 6 pm, Nobara and Y/N were sitting in front of the dormitory, drinking coffee, and eating chocolate, waiting for Megumi and Yuji.

"Heyyyy Y/N! Wow, you have changed!" Yuji sat down happily next to her, and Y/N gave him a chocolate bar with a smile.

"Hi Y/N," Megumi said softly and sat down next to Nobara.

"Hey Nobara, what did you decide to order?" Yuji asked her with happy eyes.

"I may have mercy and not order the most expensive food and only order what I like." Nobara took out her phone and looked at its screen.

"I don't think that ordering the most expensive one would be a problem for him. He is used to spending ridiculous amount of money on ridiculous things." Megumi checked his watch and then turned to Y/N, saying, "Gojo Sensei has said that he will be at the front door at 6.30 pm, so I think if we arrive there at 6.45 pm, we will get there at the same time."

Y/N giggled and drank the rest of her coffee. She had felt light and happy since talking to Satoru this morning and was subconsciously smiling like an idiot.

When the four arrived at the school gates, they saw that Satoru had parked his black Mercedes G63, leaning against the car door, with folded hands.

He had changed his clothes. Now he was wearing black pants, a black shirt, and black sneakers, along with a black leather jacket, and, as usual, he was wearing glasses.

"Haha, look at the change of the tables, this time you are all late and I arrived on time." Satoru laughed, took a few steps forward while looking at Y/N from head to toe. His eyes were hiding behind glasses.

She wore a black top with slim straps that matched her black skinny jeans and boots. Satoru's gaze subconsciously turned to her sharp collarbones and neck. Her jacket was covering only small parts of them. Not to mention that it was his first time seeing those bones, and damn, he was interested. She had also put on red lipstick, and her hair was tidier than ever—what a glorious day for six eyes.

'Fuck, this woman is sexy in any way.' Satoru put his hand to his mouth and bit his lips with his teeth. Then he cleared his throat and said, "Let's go so we don't get into traffic."

He opened the front door for Y/N. She raised her eyebrows. "Hey, don't act like an asshole! Be like yourself, Satoru," and got in the car.

"Hey, this is called being a gentleman, not being an asshole, learn the difference!" Satoru said in a defiant tone, and Y/N burst into laughter.

When Satoru got into the car, he realized that Y/N had fastened her seat belt herself this time. He was profoundly saddened to miss the chance to be close to her.

"Well kids, I have to say that this dinner itself is a kind of field test." Satoru said with joy.

"Don't ruin our dinner, Sensei."

"Hey, I'm wearing new clothes, you have no right to ruin them!"

"I don't care."

"Oh, thank you for expressing your feelings, Megumi," Satoru said and then turned to Y/N. "Actually, this time we want to test Y/N's abilities and see how much she has progressed in these two weeks and if she can create a barrier between herself and peoples' negative feelings or not."

Y/N said nothing and just smiled. She was happy to see them happy and didn't want to think about anything else.

Along the way, everyone listened to the songs from the radio. The kids sometimes sang along, while Y/N moved her head with the rhythm, and Satoru tapped the steering wheel with his hands. From time to time, he glanced at Y/N, who looked as if she had the whole world in the palms of her hands.

Let the author write it down here that Y/N was always content with the small joys in her life and tried to take the most advantage of these limited opportunities.

The car stopped in front of a chic and luxurious Italian restaurant with a long line of people standing in front of it.

Nobara stuck her head out of the car window and said in surprise:" I have read about this place. How did you book a table here?"

"Oh, Nobara, it's like you forgot that I would do everything for my dear students." Satoru said with confidence and then turned to Y/N and asked: "Are you ready?"

She nodded in approval, closed her eyes, released some of her energy, and was immediately surrounded by an aura of cursed energy.

Now Satoru could see her with his six eyes too. Each of those eyes got mesmerized by her shining light. His hands urged to touch her, but he resisted. Hardly.

She opened her eyes and noticed that Satoru was looking at her. For a moment, they both looked each other in the eye, and then a smile formed on both of their lips. Satoru was happy she no longer had to imprison herself. Y/N was also delighted, in her heart, that she no longer had to run away from people.

It was as if they were reading each other's minds, like a soul within two bodies.

When you discover that you love someone, their happiness brings you happiness. That was something they both had but didn't know yet.

Y/N turned her head, opened the door, and got out of the car. Satoru also got out of the car and handed the car switches to the valet, pointing to the others to enter the VIP line without going to the queue.

The woman in charge of the reception gave Satoru a very warm smile. She tried to lean further towards him from behind the desk so she could draw his attention to her open collar and breasts.

"Good night, how can I serve you, Sir~?" The woman said in a flirtatious voice. Satoru smiled at the woman in charge. "I had booked a table for 5 under the name of Satoru Gojo."

The woman laughed again and put her hand on Satoru's hand. "Satoru, han? What a beautiful name..."

Satoru quickly turned his head to Y/N, hoping he might see a bit of jealousy on her face. Still, she talked and laughed with the students and did not pay any attention to him. He sighed, turned his face to the woman, and quickly pulled his hand out of hers.

"Can you please check my reservation?" He told the woman in a cold tone.

The woman checked the list of reservations on her tablet. She said: "Oh, here you are, please go inside." She wrote her number on a piece of napkin, wanting to give it to him, but Satoru didn't take the number from her.

The woman quickly glared at Y/N, who walked next to Satoru with the three teenagers. He was looking at her with a smile.

The restaurant was a beautiful place. Its interior architecture consisted of gray stones and bricks, green plants, and wooden tables.

Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi sat on one side of the table, and Satoru and Y/N sat on the other.

The waiter handed them the menus, and as soon as they received them, Satoru turned to Y/N and said, "So how do you feel? Are any negative energy attracted to you?"

"Nope, everything is fine. I wish it was snowing outside and I could drink a cup of hot chocolate," She smiled and turned her head to the menu. She said under her breath: "By the way, you should have accepted that woman's number. I was worried that she would take off her clothes to get your attention," and she laughed.

Satoru looked at her with round eyes. 'So she had noticed the woman flirting with me! You little minx!'

"Looks like you are not going to order Y/N. Let's talk about your mission." A mischievous smile appeared on his lips.

Y/N put her hand under her chin and rested her elbow on the table. "So, tell me, what is my mission, Sensei~?" If the students weren't there, Satoru would undoubtedly make her moan his name by calling him Sensei, but he was going to do everything in order.

"Oh, I won't take it hard, I just want you to go to the restaurant bar and get two drinks. I prefer a non-alcoholic one," and he winked at her.

"Since when did you quit alcohol?" Y/N folded her hands.

"Umm, since a psycho woman with loose screws tried to kill me in the bar last year and you saved me. I also have to drive." He took off his glasses and pointed with his eyes at Y/N to go to the bar.

"Are you taking revenge on me?" She took a deep breath and moved towards the bar.

"Sensei? When did Y/N save you?" Yuji asked in confusion.

"Don't you think you should have gone with her?" Megumi looked at her, who was approaching the bar.

"He is right, there are a lot of drunk men there. Even an ordinary woman wouldn't feel comfortable in that crowd, let alone Y/N who hates being touched." Nobara said in a worried tone.

"Don't worry; she is strong. You also have to accept hard work to become stronger." Satoru said in a confident tone. Then turned his head and looked at Y/N, which when she reached the bar, all the men stood aside and looked at her from head to toe with greedy eyes. Seeing this scene, the blood began to boil through Satoru's veins, but he tried to calm down.

Satoru had learned about another corner of Y/N's bitter past last week by talking to Shoko on the phone.

He was aware that Toji had left her alone in the arms of deviant men to teach her how to kill. Satoru himself may not seem to be any different from Toji right now. Still, he told himself that he would never leave Y/N alone in such a situation. He believed that Y/N had become much stronger and more independent.

Hmm, what an idiotic idea, but I can't blame him cause Satoru Gojo didn't know that some wounds penetrate so deeply into a person's soul that they never heal and always remain fresh.

Y/N was bent over, picking up two drinks from the bar, when two men approached her, while one of them reached for her buttocks. She suddenly jumped up, dropped the drink glasses, and quickly tried to hold the man's hand tightly. Meanwhile, the second man clung to Y/N from behind and tried to crawl his hand under her coat. Sadness found its way to her heart.

"Hey beautiful, don't be afraid, we don't bite. We just want to play with you."

Suddenly Y/N's heart pounded! All the memories of being touched by other men, struggling with those men alone, begging for help, and being punished by Toji, passed before her eyes.

Instinctively, she reached for her sleeve to pull out her knife from under her jacket and cut the throats of all these men. But suddenly, Satoru took Y/N's hand and pulled her to his back. Her hands were shaking.

"Hey! Who the fuck are you? We saw her first; she's ours!" One of the men, who was very drunk, said and approached to start a fight with Satoru.

Satoru put his hand on the man's shoulder, pressed him, and placed him in his seat without delay. He whined in pain. Hearing his friend's pain, the other man tried to punch Satoru in the face. Satoru let go of Y/N's hand and grabbed the man's fist with the palm of his hand, twisting his wrist and breaking a bone in the process.

He let go of the man, twisting in pain, and quickly turned his head, noticing Y/N was no longer standing behind him.

Satoru quickly looked around and detected traces of her trembling cursed energy outside the restaurant.

Ignoring the two men, he quickly ran outside and went to Y/N. Her sobs could be heard.

He quickly approached Y/N from behind and put his hand on her shoulder. She thought someone else had touched her. So, she quickly turned her head and cut Satoru's hand with the knife in her hand.

It took a few seconds for her to face Satoru and realize her mistake.

"Sorry- I'm sorry Satoru- I- I didn't-know- I-sorry." She sobbed and took Satoru's hand to check the depth of the cut.

Y/N's tears were pouring on his hand. Her head was giddy from the pain. She hated being touched, and those two men brought out old memories which she had buried deep into her soul.

"Shhhhh Y/N, it doesn't matter, I'll be fine, don't worry." His voice was calming, and he held her tightly with his other hand. It was his fault, and he knew it.

"My hand will get better, I know how to reverse my cursed energy, have you forgotten? Don't worry, Y/N," he then leaned his forehead against hers. He stepped into her safe zone, waited for Y/N's reaction, but she didn't object. She accepted his gentle touch.

"Hey ... hey ... it's over now, don't cry. I shouldn't have sent you into that drunken crowd, forgive me." Satoru's voice trembled. He cursed himself for his stupid decisions.

While still hearing her crying, he pressed her head to his shoulders and hugged her tightly.

She was still shaking.

Satoru hugged her even tighter and whispered in her ear. "Y/N, listen to me, close your eyes, I'm here, everything is going to be fine. I won't let anyone hurt you. I'll never leave you alone. I'll stay with you... Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, Y/N ... please" Satoru's voice was so worried that no one had ever seen him like that.

But somehow, his soothing tone made her listen. She tried to take deep breaths. Moments later, while his arms were still wrapped around her, Y/N realized that she was feeling safe for the first time in her life.

The feeling of security she had never felt under any roof. His embrace was the home she had never had. The same home where sorrows were left behind the door, the same home where no one could harm her.

He was warm like the rays of sunshine on a snowy day.

Y/N could have killed all those men, and if Satoru had arrived a little later, she would have done it. She had learned to save herself alone and not wait for anyone to help. But Satoru was there today, and Y/N no longer needed to shed blood, orphan someone, or add to her regrets.

She didn't move and let the warmth of Satoru's body take over her being.

Meanwhile, three pairs of eyes were staring at them from behind the restaurant windows.

"I'm going to check Y/N." Yuji said, wanting to go to the door, but Nobara pulled his sleeve. "Hey, third wheel, sit down!"

"What? What do you mean?" Yuji looked at Nobara with confusion.

"It means that in ten years of living with Gojo, I haven't see him move a finger because of a woman, let alone worry about them and hug them. I think Y/N is somehow very important to him." Megumi said as he looked outside.

"And today, I think Y/N was awake until Gojo Sensei returned from the mission. I don't know what happened, but we all agree that this morning he was so happy. He didn't even mess with Utahime." Nobara added.

"What are you saying? They have known each other for about a month. No one could fall in love so soon!" Yuji folded his arms.

"Think Yuji! You yourself heard that Sensei said that she saved his ass last year. Maybe they already knew each other. Oh, I don't want Y/N to be with Gojo Sensei. She deserves someone better than him!" Nobara frowned.

"I just said that Y/N is important to Gojo; I didn't say he loves her. I don't think Gojo wants to fall in love or get married one day. He has so many enemies. His family will always be under threat and danger." Megumi sighed while looking at Nobara and Yuji. He continued. "We don't know the nature of the binding vow between the two. They may have become closer because of their vow." He shrugged.

Nobara and Yuji exchanged glances and said nothing.

Outside the restaurant, Satoru loosened his grip a little and whispered in Y/N's ear, "are you feeling better?"

Y/N stepped away from his chest and said: "Yeah, I'm sorry that I dragged you into a fight...."

He gently took her chin with his hand and lifted it to face each other. "You're the only thing that matters to me." He smiled and looked into her beautiful innocent eyes. "Now can you try to balance your cursed energy level again?"

Y/N nodded. It was like Y/N couldn't resist his requests. And with that, a protective aura surrounded her again.

"Good, now do you want to go back inside or do you want to go back to school?" Satoru gently wiped her cheeks with his hand.

"Oh, today you had to play the role of a napkin for me. You had to wipe my tears all day, let's go back inside. I'm starving, the kids are probably worried too." Y/N put a big smile on her lips.

Satoru looked at her in surprise and realized that Y/N knows how to make the most beautiful smiles in the worst situations.

They went inside together, and Y/N went straight to the table without looking at the bar. She approached students with the same life-giving smile.

"Hey, what did you choose to order? I'm very hungry, I think I'll eat both pasta and pizza. What about you, Satoru?" And she turned her face towards him.

The students looked at Y/N and Satoru with wide eyes and wondered how she had changed her mood 180 degrees.

Satoru looked at the woman in front of him with admiration. She was by no means damsel in distress. Everyone has sorrows that pursue them until the end of the world, but Y/N had chosen not to care about them, and she was acting as if the whole world could not upset her.

For her, only the happiness of her loved ones was important, and she was willing to do anything for it. Satoru has known many strong women and men in his life, but for him, Y/N was the strongest, and her smiles were the most precious thing he had ever seen.

"I want to try all of their desserts! By the way I won't share anything with anyone!" He sat down next to Y/N and winked at the students to act normally.

Yuji rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay, I'm hungry too and I want to order a steak. Y/N, can I eat from your pizza too?"

"Of course, only if I don't finish it all in ten minutes." She laughed and looked at the students and Satoru.

"You all will get fat. I'll order a Caesar salad." Nobara said and put the menu on the table.

Y/N looked at Megumi, who was silent. "What will you order Megumi?" He raised his head. "I prefer lasagna." While Satoru was calling the waiter to pick up their order, and Yuji and Nobara were discussing about getting fat, Megumi whispered to Y/N, who was sitting in front of him: "You are very strong, Y/N." He smiled.

Y/N smiled back at Megumi and immediately looked outside. She was experiencing a lot of emotions right now.

Megumi turned his head, noticed that Satoru was smiling at him. He was sure that his Sensei had heard him. So the poor boy's face turned red.

For the rest of the night, they just laughed and had a good time.

When the car was parked in the school parking lot, the kids got out of the vehicle. They said good night to the two adults and started whispering while walking to their dormitory.

"Hey, do you think they'll kiss now?" Yuji asked.

"Shhhh idiot! They could hear us!" Nobara hit Yuji on the back of his head.

Megumi turned and looked back: "No, they're talking."

Y/N turned to Satoru. "Thank you for today. I think I ate too much. You also have left some of your sweets in my room."

"Yeah, I know. I wanted to have sweets in my neighbor's room too so that I wouldn't face a shortage when I visit her." Satoru smiled and pulled a suitcase out of the trunk of his car.

Y/N's eyes got widened. "Do you want to stay in school? I thought you would only stay here on special occasions." She looked at his suitcase with an open mouth.

"Yeah, I thought so too, but today a grandma asked me to stay here and not to go home." Satoru winked at her.

"Do you mean me? When did I ask you for such a thing?" She put her hands on her waist.

"Oh Y/N, you're very talkative when you're sleepy. Of course, I don't know if you were serious about other things you said to me or not, but I will consider them too," and he grinned.

"What? Did I say anything else? What did I say? Ok. Don't say anything; it doesn't matter! I deny all of them," and her cheeks blushed, and the shell around his heart destroyed completely.

"You didn't say anything else, Y/N, I'm messing with you," and he burst into laughter.

"You're so mean, Satoru Gojo." She pouted, folding her arms.

"And you're so cute, Y/N Kamo." He stated, sticking his tongue out.

And when they both were vulnerable on that autumn night, love found its way into their hearts.

A/N: Y/N and Satoru's outfits in this chapter:

A/N2: Photo's of the restaurant:

[shintin]

Forget Me Not: Chapter 12 (First Time)

↳ Gojo Satoru x Female Reader

Description: Imagine that from the moment you opened your eyes into this world, you had no choice but to kill and shed the blood of others, that you had to fight alongside Toji Fushiguru and die with him.

What would you do when they force you to do something you don't like? When the torment of conscience presses on your throat, will you give up? Now think about a day that life gives you another chance; how would you use it?

This is the story of a murderer who seeks salvation. Will she find it in the arms of Satoru Gojo? Or will pain find her sooner than redemption and drive her out of heaven forever?

Genre: heavy angst, sad love story, maybe tragedy, violence, lonely hearts, broken souls, +18.

Tags/Warnings: Child Sexual Abuse.

Author Note: There are pictures related to the story at the end of the chapter :)

Chapter index -> Next chapter

Year: 2018

You looked at the sketch that Satoru had drawn for you and sighed. "This man's painting is even worse than my cooking!" You rubbed your forehead and walked down the school hallways until your eyes met Shoko.

"Oh, hello Y/N, good morning." Shoko smiled. You haven't seen her since the day you were released from prison. Was she hiding from you? Embarrassment? You didn't know.

"Hi, good morning to you too ... Um ... I had a question. Can you tell me where is the school's TV room? I couldn't find it from the sketch that Satoru has drew."

Shoko took it from you and started laughing. "Awww, did you become one of the victims of Satoru's paintings? Ha ha, follow me, I'm going there too. In fact, me and some of my colleagues have to run your classes for a while. Satoru left at the worst possible time!"

Suddenly you stood and looked at Shoko in surprise. "What? Satoru is gone?"

Shoko raised her eyebrow. "Yeah, I thought he has told you. Yesterday, suddenly he decided to go on a mission that the Higher-ups had been forcing him to do. He'll comeback in two weeks. He has sent me a hierarchy of instructions to pass on to the first years and you." She showed you his long messages on her phone.

'So yesterday he was texting to Shoko.' You reminded yourself, and the thought of not seeing him for two weeks weighed heavily on your heart. But you turned your attention back to Shoko. You decided not to think about him.

Shoko opened the TV room door, and you entered after her.

"Gooooooooood morning, Y/N." Nobara said with full energy. It was as if she didn't return from a mission yesterday.

"Good morning." Megumi said with his attention on his phone.

"Good morning, Y/N." Yuji gave you a big smile and stepped forward to stand beside you. You greeted everyone, and then all four of you turned your attention to Shoko.

She coughed and started. "Well, according to Satoru's instructions .... Um, Megumi and Nobara, you go to the yard and train with my friend Utahime Iori from the Kyoto School. She is very strict, but she is certainly more responsible than your own sensei. Now go!"

With that, the two quickly said goodbye and left.

"Well, Y/N and Yuji, based on Satoru's decision, you seem to need training for controlling your cursed energy," Shoko continued.

"Yuji, you seem to run out of your energy quickly, and Y/N, you either know how to reveal 100% of your energy or hide 100% of it. It is very important to control the cursed energy in a fight and in exorcising curses. On the other hand, Satoru and I believe that if you can control your cursed energy properly, you can build a barrier around yourself to prevent attracting negative energies. If this hypothesis is correct, the problem of your contact with humans and sorcerers will be solved."

You looked at Shoko with round eyes. It never occurred to you that even one day, you could live among people. Your eyes sparkled with joy at the slightest possibility of such a thing. You turned and saw the same happiness in Yuji's eyes too. 'We really are connected, han?' You were examining his face that Shoko bent down and picked up two cursed dolls, handing them to each of you. You looked at the doll in your hand in surprise.

"These are cursed dolls. Yaga has set them up to be sensitive to changes in the cursed energy. Now you have to sit, watch movies and learn to control your feelings and cursed energy. Try not to wake up the dolls."

Yuji looked at the doll happily and said, "Just sit down and watch movies? This is great!" And suddenly, his cursed doll opened his eyes and punched him in the face.

You, who were watching the scene with your mouth open, laughed, and your doll woke up, punching you in the abdomen.

"You two weren't listening to me?" Shoko put her hands on her waist. "You should not have any emotional changes, otherwise these dolls will punch you!"

You and Yuji nodded in approval.

"Oh, before I go, Satoru insisted I should not let you watch movies starring Jennifer Lawrence, Johnny Depp, Hugh Jackman or Keanu Reeves. Even God doesn't know what is going on in his mind." Then Shoko shook her head and continued: "Well, go watch your movies." She said this and left the TV room. A faint smile appeared on your face. 'Jealous bastard,' but then sadness reached to your heart. 'I hurt that jealous bastard, damn you, Y/N!' Your eyes saddened at the thought. You sighed and sat next to Yuji on the couch, starting the first movie.

Fortunately, after experiencing a few more punches, your training fell into the routine. Finally, you and Yuji were able to control your energies to some extent and enjoy watching movies together a bit.

Yuji was an innocent, good-hearted, energetic, and cheerful boy. Seeing his smiling face made you think everything would be okay.

Of course, not everything. In your heart, you were still upset why you said those things to Satoru yesterday. You were not someone to lose your temper or even intentionally upset someone. Still, it seemed that seeing Yuji's body on the ground caused you to cross all your red lines.

You rubbed your forehead. 'How am I going to fix this mess?' Suddenly the door opened loudly, slamming into the wall. You and Yuji turned your heads in surprise and noticed that Shoko was standing in front of the door.

"Oh, don't worry, I wanted to try to see if you can control your emotions or not. Fortunately none of you got punched." Shoko said with a smile.

'They all have loose screws in their brains.' You thought to yourself, and a smile settled on your face.

"Yuji, you can go to your friends. In the afternoon, you're going to practice with the second years." Yuji looked at you, and you felt like nodding for him, like a big sister allowing his little brother to go and play with his friends.

What?

Seeing your approval, Yuji happily got up, threw his doll on the sofa, and left after saying goodbye to you and Shoko.

"Y/N, do you have a plan for lunch?" Shoko's voice brought you back to reality.

You shook your head. "No."

"Okay, come with me, I want you to meet a few people." She winked at you and pointed you to follow her.

As you walked through the school hallways, Shoko turned to you and said, "I told Ijichi to put a fourth-degree curse in the cage in front of your room. You can use it to learn how to prevent the absorption of bad feelings."

"Thank you, Shoko." You said from the bottom of your heart.

"Oh, have you always been so quiet or are you shy just today?" Shoko asked while walking.

"No, I'm just trying to get used to the changes." You weren't lying, but the truth was that when Satoru was around, you were more comfortable. You didn't know whether it was because of your vow or that he was the only one who you were able to touch in all of your life, but he meant special to you, and now you had fucked up everything.

Shoko opened her office, and you entered after her. Two people were in the room. One was a dark-haired woman with a scar on her beautiful face, and the other was a white-haired woman who was very stylish and formal, with a cup of tea in her delicate hands.

"Everyone, this is Y/N. Y/N this is my friend Utahime Iori from the Kyoto School," and before she could finish, the dark-haired woman got up and made a short bow in front of you.

"I respect you a lot actually. The fact that you haven't killed Satoru yet, shows that you are a very patient person." Utahime put her hand over her mouth and giggled. She didn't hate you. Good.

Shoko turned her face to the white-haired woman. "This is our colleague, Mei Mei from the Kyoto School."

"Oh Shoko, you are breaking my heart. Do you mean I'm not your friend?"

The woman named Mei Mei spoke in a pleasant voice and got up, putting the tea on the desk and taking a few steps closer to you. "You are a hot subject to discuss, Y/N. Before you could become a human being, you were traded on the black market for billions of dollars; I always wanted to see one of you up close."

"Oh Mei, don't open financial matters too soon!" Shoko wined as she walked to her desk. You quickly greeted the two.

She took a bottle of liquor from inside her desk drawer. "Let's have fun and plan my birthday!"

Shoko poured four glasses of alcohol and handed the first glass to you; this time, she was careful not to touch you. After taking a sip, you sit on a chair.

"What are your plans for your birthday this year?" Utahime asked as she leaned the glass of alcohol to her lips.

"Ummmm, I don't want anything special. We can go to a famous club full of handsome boys and have fun with them." Shoko said happily.

"That's our annual program for your birthdays." Mei said with a laugh.

"Yeah, I want to turn it into a tradition!" Shoko raised her glass.

"Maybe Y/N's boyfriend doesn't like to see her flirting with hot boys." Utahime said in a mischievous tone. She winked at you.

You put the glass of alcohol away and said quickly: "Oh, I have never had a boyfriend."

Shoko and Utahime coughed simultaneously, and Mei put her hand under her chin with interest.

"Don't say that we should celebrate the loss of your virginity on my birthday too? Oh, the first experiences are always memorable." Utahime said enthusiastically.

You took a sip of your drink and looked at your glass.

"Hey, what is it?" Shoko asked you.

"Will your plans fail if I say I'm not a virgin?" You said in an emotionless tone.

"Oh oh oh oh, well, well, this is interesting. Are you a one night stand and no string attached type, han?" Utahime said happily again. Alcohol was affecting her. She continued, "Coooome on, tell us, let us know who was the first lucky person to be with you?"

You sighed and held your glass tightly. It was hard for you to explain, but you convinced yourself that it was an old memory. "I think it happened when I was about 15 or 16 years old. I don't know. I was going to kill an old mafia member in a prostitute disguise. It was the first time I was going to kill and I was scared. The old man anesthetized me and raped me. It was in the middle of sex when I regained consciousness and I killed him. So you are kind of right, the first sex is the most memorable." You said that and drank your drink completely. Nope, you were wrong. Old memories could hurt. Sadly.

Why didn't Toji help you that day? Did you ever ask yourself? No. You were his obedience minion. Questioning him was forbidden.

There was silence in the room.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I didn't know." Utahime told you. She was sad.

Mei removed her hand from under her chin and asked: "How many more times did this happen again?"

Shoko and Utahime looked at her with round eyes, shaking their head slightly to stop Mei from continuing.

You looked at your empty glass and said: "Until I learned to finish their job before that."

Mei got up and came to you after grabbing the bottle of alcohol from the desk. She filled your glass again.

"So, darling, we have to match you with sexy and hot boys on Shoko's birthday," and she winked at you.

Shoko quickly tried to cheer up: "Yeah, that's a great idea. Especially if you can learn the technique I told you about. This way five or six boys will be enough to make you happy."

A smile appeared on your face, and Utahime breathed a sigh of relief.

In the meantime, Mei started talking. "Of course we have to put on you some sexy clothes, believe me, there are a few boys who are looking for a girl in a nightclub with hoodies and comfortable pants. I'll prepare some clothes for you."

"Ooooh, look what my ears are hearing. Mei wants to help someone without taking any money." Utahime said in a loud voice.

"It's good to have strong handy friends around yourself." And she winked at you.

The rest of the day was spent talking about girly things you always wanted to be a part of.

After saying goodbye to them, you walked to your room. When you got to the front door, you glanced at Satoru's room. You knew he wasn't there, but you wished you could hear his voice.

"Fuck it." You breathed deeply and pulled out your phone. After finding Satoru's number, you hit the call button.

'The person you have called is unavailable right now. Please try again later. 'The person you have called is …'

You looked at your phone screen, sighed and put it back in your pocket, opened the door to your room, and went inside. It was going to be a long night for you to struggle against guilt.

One day during these two weeks, you woke up with knocks on your door. You got up and walked towards the door. When you opened it, you were faced with three pairs of eyes staring at you. They said good morning to you and entered your room before inviting them.

Megumi stood in front of you with embarrassment. "I told them it's the weekend, and they shouldn't bother you, but they didn't listen."

You smiled at Megumi. "It doesn't matter, come in."

You immediately went to the bathroom to take off your pajamas, putting on a pair of pants with a hoodie.

"Hey Y/N, we bought you waffles, but since we didn't know if you liked the fruity one or the chocolate one, we bought both of them for you. Choose whichever you want, I'll eat the other instead." Yuji said in a loud, happy tone.

After changing your clothes, you happily sat down at the breakfast table set by them. You started one of your best mornings with three energetic teenagers.

They talked about everything and laughed at everything, and you were subconsciously happy with them.

"Y/N, I think we should buy you some clothes." Nobara said as she put the strawberries in her mouth.

"Oh, I've not practiced so far, I can't go shopping yet." You tried to tell her in a convincing tone.

"I know your situation, I meant online shopping. I have chosen a few clothes that I thought you might like. If you agree, we'll order for you." And she happily handed her phone to you.

You lovingly took the phone from Nobara, and your eyes widened when you saw the clothes she had chosen for you.

"How did you know my taste?" You asked Nobara in surprise.

"Because I'm a good observer and I know a lot about clothes and styles."

"Okay, I haven't worn some of these clothes in my life so far, but I'll try them on one condition. You order something for yourself and the boys on my behalf."

Nobara's eyes sparkled with joy. "Oh Y/N, thank yooooou, I wish I could hug you."

"Thanks Y/N." "Yeah, thanks for the kindness, Y/N," Yuji and Megumi told you.

Later that day, after they helped you collect the table; They suggested you go with them to visit the second years.

"Maki will fall in love with you!" Their happy eyes were enough for you to postpone your practices and join them.

"Where are the second years?" You asked in surprise because you noticed you were walking away from the buildings. Or let's say that you had a bad night and you needed distraction.

"They're in the training grounds. They even practice on the weekends. Nerds!" Nobara said and tucked her hair behind her ear.

You giggled and looked at the training grounds. Your mouth dropped open in surprise.

A panda was fighting with a green-haired girl in the middle of the ground, and another boy had sat there, cheering them on.

Seeing you, the three stopped and walked towards you.

Yuji jumped in the middle happily and said, "Tadaaaaaaa, this is the famous Y/N we were talking about."

The three looked at you with questioning eyes. Then the Panda came forward, and after introducing himself, he pointed to the platinum blonde hair boy; "This is Toge Inumaki. Toge is a cursed speech user and he prefers to just use rice ball ingredients."

You looked at his innocent eyes. He was covering his mouth. It must be hard for him not to be able to talk to his friends. On some levels, you could understand him.

"Mustard leaf!" Toge said. You looked at Panda like he was his translator. "He believes you are so beautiful." The poor Toge turned red and quickly turned his face away. Then the green-haired girl came forward. "I think, as someone who has kicked Gojo Sensei's ass, you're gorgeous. My name is Maki Zenin, and I'm glad to meet you."

You wanted to say that you didn't do that, but hearing the Zenin name again, made you frozen.

After the introduction ceremony, you turned to Maki and said: "Can I try the Nunchaku you have?"

Maki looked at her weapon in surprise. "You like weapons? I thought unlike me you have cursed energy even though you hide it very well."

"Yes, I have, but nothing could replace a good weapon." You winked.

Maki grinned. "If you want my Nunchaku, come and get it."

And she went a few steps back and took a fight form.

You smiled, and after distancing yourself from the other students, you pointed to Maki to start the first move.

She attacked you with all her might, and it was as if you were dancing, dodging her hits, and spinning around easily. Were you a ballerina?

This made Maki even angrier. She increased the number of her attacks until you decided to grab the Nunchaku with the palm of one hand and pull out the knife in your sleeve with the other hand, holding it close to Maki's throat.

Her eyes were round, filled with surprise. You were fast and strong at the same time.

You pulled back the knife, smiled, and after spinning it in your hand, returned it to its place. Then you checked Maki's weapon.

Weapons with cursed energy. Nah, not your type.

"Maki, you are so lucky that you can't see curses. I wish I could be like you. Also, you're very strong too, like your cousin, but you attack with your emotions. If you want to hit someone, you must put aside your feelings. Attacking with hatred won't let your soul to calm down, and hurting someone with joy will break your heart." You returned the weapon to Maki.

You didn't know, but from this moment on, you became one of the favorite people for the second years, too.

You turned your head and felt for a moment that you saw someone with white hair was leaning against the tree and watching you. But after blinking a few times, you realized that it was all an illusion.

You sighed. It was time to be honest with yourself. 'I miss you, Satoru.'

A/N: Y/N's outfits in this chapter:

A/N2: Writing this chapter was not enjoyable for me because Gojo was not involved in the story but it was necessary to provide you with some information and that was the only way; because that mf distracts me and doesn't let me tell you about Y/N :))