#kamo noritoshi angst

[jennifer-jeong]

[Fluff + Slight Angst] [Kamo Noritoshi x Reader] Home is Where the Heart is

SUMMARY Nowhere else to call home but here, with you

CONTENT NOT SPOILER FREE, mostly fluff, mentions angst, gender neutral reader, mentions of trauma, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

AUTHOUR'S NOTE Ik this man barely has any screen time but I just feel like he's just a lil guy after finding out about him post culling game arc?????????? I felt like he deserved some love so I wrote this is one go. Enjoy! <3

WORD COUNT: 833

You love Noritoshi regardless of whatever stupid clan he comes from and when you first explained that to him, his eyes blew wide. His whole life was about being heir to the clan despite being it’s “bastard.” He always held an amount of resentment towards his clan for what they put him and his mother through. So when you call his clan "stupid" he couldn't help but lightly laugh and mentally agree with you.

He loved his mother more than anything and her not being part of the clan broke him in multiple ways. They treated her like dirt and also drove her away from him. It all resulted in her finding her own home, creating her own family, leaving Noritoshi where she thought he’d be safe.

But here he was,

no longer the heir, no longer anyone’s son.

He had nowhere to call home.

But you came along. Bursting into his life in a dazzling light. He always came off aloof to protect his heart from being broken again. he reasoned that if he didn’t let anyone in, he’d never get hurt again.

But he threw that out the window when he got to know you. He didn’t care what you did to him, he just wanted to let you in. Maybe it was rash of him but he trusted that you wouldn’t hurt him. He didn’t know why he did it, maybe it was just a desperate attempt to cling onto someone to help him heal, or maybe he just sensed that you were someone he couldn’t not have in his life. You were too good to let go of, so he didn’t.

Seasons changed and you two got closer, Noritoshi wasted no time in taking you out on dates and spoiling you. He had so much love to give and gave it all to you.

Of course he also had his classmates but he just couldn’t express himself the same way with them. But since he met you, his classmates noticed changes. He became more gentle, more kind, more warm.

You were always there for Noritoshi, always comforting him and listening to his past. Your heart ached for him and sometimes you’d even cry for him. Sometimes you’d just end up crying together and even though it was sad, it felt cozy. You were healing something in him that he didn’t know how to cure. He didn’t even know it was curable until now.

Noritoshi is also a very giving lover in return. He's always showing his love for you with acts of service or gift giving because the poor boy isn't too great with his words or physical affection. Quality time is a given with him though, whenever he wants to do anything, he asks you if you want to join but most of the time he'll just plan the whole thing around you. He's always there for you when you need him too, doing his best to comfort you by spending time with you and doing anything you need him to do. He also always grabs you a cup of tea when you aren't feeling well, it's how he says "I love you."

You love him so much and don't understand why the Jujutsu world and his clan treated him so badly. The poor man has done so much for the clan when his father paid him no mind. They treated him like a prized possession only because he inherited blood manipulation. They never truly loved him as a son of the clan. It was disgusting.

He was treated like Gojo Satoru but in the Kamo clan. But since he was a half blood, when the firstborn son awakened his powers, they chose him over Noritoshi instantly. He was almost jealous of Satoru. Despite all the pain and suffering, at least his clan still chose him at the end of the day, at least he was of pure blood.

Your boyfriend used to struggle a lot with the concept of being unwanted, unneeded, replacable. But you've filled any and all of the voids left in his soul. Getting closer with his classmates thus makes his heart overflow.

His life is painted in color now, the dull filter that used to fog his vision has now lifted. He swears you the moment he saw you, you were the one holding the bow and arrow despite him being the sorcerer, and you shot him straight through the heart. The colors he now sees seeped out from his heart slowly starting from that day. He describes it like an injury but you actually healed him and you've actually now started an inside joke where you'll pretend to shoot him and he'll pretend to get shot. It's a sweet joke that's always followed by innocent giggles.

Noritoshi doesn’t care anymore about clans or family nowadays. He knows that home is where the heart is. He knows that family is where the heart is.

And he knows that his heart is with you.

Thank you for reading!

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[stellayuta]

Love on The Grid - Formula 1 AU! Yuta Okkotsu - Pt 1.

synopsis: One-night stands were nothing but a necessary painkiller for your inability to cross paths with true love. Your most recent find at a Vegas Club was no different. He was boring, obedient, SLOW! You leave him high and hanging hoping you'd never see him again until you find yourself gawking at a supersized billboard of him on a Vegas highway with the title 'LEGEND RETURNS TO VEGAS'.

genre: smut

content: 18+ only. Formula one driver! Yuta x f! reader, nasty intercourse and everything it includes, swearing, unprotected sex, use of alcohol. and a lot, lot, lot of s*xy stuff(like it's everything, a long list, so not gonna write it), reader is downright filthy ngl

word count: 2.8k

a/n: Ah this is my dream come true and this is totally to feed into my fantasies Dx

WARNING: always use protection!

"A bit to the right." you gasp, biting your lips but unable to hold on for long enough to make way for an uncontrollable moan.

"Ah, fuck! How are you so good at this! I thought you were a virgin?" You gasp, coming on his face with a squeal and taking some minutes to put your dazzled mind back into order. You sit up and clear your throat while the man appears from under the blanket and your thighs, face slick and shining with fluid. You gulp at the sight.

"What made you think I was a virgin?" He asks, smiling at you kindly, as if he didn't just devour your pussy.

"I don't know... really." You say, running a hand through your tousled hair, picturing how you two first met. It was a rave night at one of Las Vegas' upscale clubs. You and two of your friends happened to be bar hopping and ended up there at the recommendation of a previous bar's bartender. This club happened to be hosting a major celebration for an event that took place in Vegas that night and it was filled with howling men and skimpily dressed women, dancing to the heavy bass and vibing through the strobe-rainbow lasers. This was exactly your type of place.

"Tonight's your night Y/N." One of your friends cheered while the other made a tiger claw impression at you. "Go get em' tiger!"

You let your girls handle the drink orders and in a half-high state, wandered through the crowd, trying to look for men to chat up. That's where you saw this man, tucked away into a comfortable corner, with what looked like a nice orangey cocktail in hand. He was surrounded by a few men chatting with some very eager women, but he didn't partake in the conversation. That man was going to be your lay today, you had decided.

You cut through the dazed crowd and approach their group with your martini in hand.

"Hi there, got room for one more?" you say charmingly, the other men smiling encouragingly at you and the women smiling apprehensively. The men are clearly better looking, taller, with posher clothing than the wallflower hiding behind them, but the women can have these men.

"Oh, hey you!" you call out to the man, and he looks at his peers before making eye contact with you.

"Yeah, you." you pout at him. "Come out, I need a partner, I love this music." you reach for his hand, and he takes it hesitantly. You see the girls relax a bit as you seem to have chosen the worst pick of the group instead of the shiny men but you're happy to excuse yourself from their company and take your new arm candy to the dance floor.

"You frequent this place?" you ask the man, in order to break some ice. You have no interest in knowing his name.

"Well, I'm just visiting." He replies shortly, training his gaze to be glued to the dance floor. So, it'll be a challenge.

"Want some of this?" you ask, offering your drink.

"Nah, I'm on a cut, sorry." he replies. You give him a sharp smile trying to mask your immense irritation.

"Why the fuck are you in a club then?" you ask, discarding your martini on one of the drink tables and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, staring into his eyes. You catch a glimpse of his drink it may as well be orange juice for all you know now.

"Well, I -"

"Actually, never mind, don't answer that. Do you have a girlfriend?" you get to the point now. Because if he does, you're going to back off.

"Um, sorry, I don't." He says, confused. He stands absolutely still as everyone around him including you continue to groove to the music.

"Well, if you don't like drinking or dancing..." you smirk at him. "Want to do something more fun?"

You were almost certain this lad would say no but to your immense positive astonishment he agrees, cupping your waist and dragging you out of the club. The rest was history.

*****

"Anyway," you say, eyeing the rising sun out of the window blinds of this random hotel room of a random hotel he picked out. It had been a long night and the two of you had been going at it like rabbits. You started near the doorway with him pounding into you from behind. After you came once, you made him pull out and got down on your knees, sucking him off like a thirsty wreck. Then you had a round in the bathtub of the suite with you on top of him. He wasn't limp yet, so you got on top of him on the toilet again and bounced your way till his climax.

He still wasn't done because you ended up on the bed and he decided it would be a good idea to eat you out. You're just glad none of you were drunk out of your minds and everything happened consensually. He had an amazing dick, perfect girth and just long enough with a wicked curve, it's a pity you'd have to let it go today. Yet, you can't help but eye it hopelessly as it hung limp in front of you, almost begging you to caress it again.

"Aww you little-" You coo at his dick, reaching out in front of you to take it in your hands. You feel its weight and its fleshy texture and relish it. "I just can't leave it alone." you tell his soft length as he smiles at you.

That was one good thing about this guy. He didn't say awkward things. He was to the point, very kind in his after care, naughty but not excessively and oh my god are his groans out of this world. He is a looker too. I couldn't tell in the horrendous lighting of the club but now with steady lighting and even in the majestic rays of the rising sun, this man looks hot as hell.

You slump down to take his warm cock into your mouth gratefully and start sucking on it, feeling the length gradually increase and harden inside your mouth.

"Mmm.." you hum and grab a hold of his ball sack and fondle them, not wanting them to feel left out from the action.

You pay special attention to the underside of his cock as he grabs a hold of your hair with his shivering hands and makes you sink down on his length till it hits the back of your throat.

yummy.

You let his cock feel the merciless squeeze of your throat cavity as you go cross eyed from the sensation of being used like this. You moan and hum some more to add to his pleasure and grab a hold of his thighs with force. You look up at him with teary eyes to give him the green signal to let go and with a gasp, he looks up.

You are able to appreciate how thick and veiny his neck is as his seed paints your inner throat white, shooting warm liquid down your throat. He keeps thrusting and doesn't stop until his balls are dried out. You keep his limpening dick in your mouth for a while longer, collecting some of the cum in your mouth, intending to play with it for a bit when he pulls out.

"God. Just wow." He says after leaving your mouth as he watches you blow bubbles with his cum and let it drip down your lips only to scoop it with your fingers and force it back into your mouth.

"Shit. You'll make me hard again."

You blow a big bubble from his cum and wait for it to pop before speaking.

"Why, you're turned on again?" you ask, with half lidded eyes.

"Can you tell me your name?" He asks hopefully. Does he want this to be something? does he want more of you?

Well, he ain't getting any.

"Mouth's full." You reply teasingly, dodging his question and grinning with your teeth covered in his cum.

Your conversation is suddenly interrupted though by a long beeping noise coming out of your digital watch and you check the time.

6:15AM.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit!

The man sees your mouth form a big O as you stare bleary eyed at your watch, the cumming almost dripping out of your mouth. At this point he felt it was ridiculous you hadn't swallowed yet, nasty.

But swallow you did, and very quickly. You moved with such pace that it was a blur in front of him... and he had seen many fast things in his life.

"I-I'm sorry." you say, pulling your pants on and buttoning up your shirt. You opt to leave your bra and panties; he can have them for all his good work.

"I gotta go!" you say.

"Hey wait! At least tell me your name... or your number, anything!" He pleads. You make the mistake of turning back to look at him. Blushed, with sleepy eyes and puffy lips, locks of dark hair falling beautifully on his delicate face. He looked so vulnerable and needy that you almost feel bad, but your boundaries were clear from the start.

This vegas trip was your medicine to heal from a broken heart. You weren't going to leech on to someone emotionally again. Never!

"Looks like our time here ends..." you say, trying to sound as sorry as possible.

"I don't know if I'll ever meet you again baby boy, but hey! you made me cum. That's brownie points!" you smile at him encouragingly before fleeing from the hotel room with your phone, wallet, and no underwear.

You take quick steps in your kitten heals and head for the receptionist's desk, hoping and praying that here is no white goo on your teeth. First, you locate where this damn hotel is and next, you ask for a pharmacy which luckily, they happen to have.

You book your cab as your Plan B and water bottle gets billed. You check your clock again. 6:23AM.

Ahhhh!!!

You urge the cab drive to max out on his speed and he tries his level best to achieve super-car levels of pace while you down your plan-b. You make it to the hotel you and your friends were staying in just in time and only get 30 seconds to yourself to wash your wrecked face before you have to hop on to your work meeting on your laptop.

"Hey guys, how's it going? Everyone ready for today's standup?"

As a Principle Software Developer at a Megacorp, it's hard to take days off for Las Vegas on demand, at a short notice. Work from home was the only negotiation.

You grind for the rest of the morning and a large part of the afternoon as your friends and their boyfriends wake up from their sleep at their own pace, ask you about where you've been and grab some lunch for all of you. They have a lot of questions to ask but you're willing to answer absolutely none.

Once you're finally done with the day's work, the sun is beginning to set, and you take a minute to meditate and finally retire to the shower. This is the first time since yesterday morning that you truly have a chance to clean yourself thoroughly and to think clearly.

What were you thinking?

The reality of the situation drones in on you as the unforgiving cold droplets assault your skin. You still feel his dick on your tongue, his cum clumped in your throat, his veiny neck, his firm arms on your hips, his legs intertwined with yours.

God, what did you do?

This is... this is all Megumi's fault. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be this broken today.

You let a few tears slip out in the gracious masking of the shower.

When you finally emerge fresh, your friends are waiting for you.

"We're going out!" your friend, Momo, exclaims.

"What? Where?" you ask. There were no plans for today.

"Well Noritoshi here wants to see one his fancy car races. Apparently, they do that in Vegas. There's a track and everything." your friend explains as her boyfriend, Noritoshi nods in excitement.

"It's Formula One, Momo! I have been dying to see one race live, at the circuit." He mumbles, more to himself than to us. "Initially, I only booked the tickets for Momo and me but I was able to get three free ones!"

"You guys can come along if you want to." Momo tells me and my other friend, Miwa and her boyfriend, Kokichi.

We all look at each other and before I can protest, they say yes on my behalf too.

Motorsports huh. I've heard of it yes. Though I appreciate a good quality car, I have never been a fan of racing as a sport. Isn't it a rich people exclusive anyway? I mentally scoff at the thought of my cheering on from the stands at a circuit and definitely catch Miwa narrowing her eyes at my expression.

"Dress up well. The crowds are all bigshots." Kokichi tells Miwa. "Not that you don't always look good, babe."

"Oh stop you!" Miwa blushes, putting her cheek on Kokichi's shoulder.

Ugh couples.

All of us get dressed to the best of our abilities with Noritoshi absolutely decking himself out in his formula one merch. He is wearing a teal accented and black leather bomber jacket with the words "Mercedes" stamped on it. He also carries a cute little plushie of what I assume is a current driver. The plushie looks soft and limp just like...

I widen my eyes in lieu of publicly slapping myself. Fucking. Get over it. Y/N!

Kokichi eyes the plushie with disgust.

"Bruh come on. Him, really?"

Noritoshi isn't having it though. "He's one of the greats. If you don't believe it, you're in denial. Thank you very much."

"He's not as great as my man Geto Suguru. The beast in his Red Bull!"

"Suguru, that ass? He's a cheat and you know it-" Noritoshi wants to continue but Momo stops him.

"We're getting late! Let's get going." The five of us leave the hobby and hop into our convertible (Kokichi won't let us rent anything else).

Kokichi drives, with Miwa in the shotgun handling the music. Momo, the shortest sits in the middle with Noritoshi to the right, making sure the tickets and everything else is in place. I am in the left, zoning out, happy to look at the twinkling lights of evening Vegas. This city is like an anti-depressant. Fast acting and temporary.

"Hey, Y/N." Momo suddenly pulls on my arm.

"Mhm?" I ask, keeping my eyes shut.

"How was it last night? With that guy you went off with?" She asks, curious.

"Don't wanna talk about it." I admit. Because I will then never stop thinking about his stupid dick.

"You will have to tell me some day!" She yells in a hushed voice.

"Not that I'll ever see him again, Momo." I remind her.

"You didn't even get his number?" She prods.

"Nah."

"Okay what's his name?"

"...."

"You can't be seriously, Y/N!"

I raise my hand to shut her up for a bit. I don't want to have this conversation after a long night of fucking and a long day of work.

Miwa must be forgetting why I came on the trip because she starts vibing to some slow, romantic song, holding Kokichi's hand as I try to play deaf. I place my head on my folded hands atop the window, gazing out at the passing light poles on the highway, in front of a pinky-purple sky. The sunset today is ethereal.

I almost begin to hear Megumi's voice in my head when Noritoshi suddenly laughs out, holding his plushie in the sky.

"Kokichi, would you look at that!" He says sarcastically pointing in a direction which makes us all turn our heads.

I follow his line of sight and spot a huge billboard approach us. It is so massive that I can clearly see what's on it from like half a mile away. It is made to stand out with blue and teal led lights framing it.

What catches my eye isn't the billboard decoration though. It's what's on it.

I nearly let out a choking sound but catch myself just in time.

On the billboard, larger than life is the human version of Noritoshi's plushie, clad in black and teal with a shining helmet in hand and standing proudly in front of his wicked Mercedes accompanied by the tagline which Noritoshi chants now.

"The Legend of Vegas returns to conquer for the Third Time! KING Yuta Okkotsu!"

Continued here in Part 2

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[kel-lance]

Jjk headcanons/fan theories/ random thoughts/random facts

I made this in a few months time so its prob repetitive

Tsumiki went into her year and 7 month long coma when megumi was 13-14 years old meaning tsumiki missed her sweet 16 :( (she’s a year older than him)

Toji was a good dad in the end (both times) bc he was already dead and told Gojo to take Megumi as a F u/later fix the alliance’s of the clans and to make sure that Megumi would be protected, fed, housed, and taught sorcery bc toji damn well couldn’t much less protect his kids from curses anyhow.

Noaya (and the men of the Zenin clan) abused Mai and maki bc they’re women (implied SA) noaya hinted at asking to beats em up like he used to (could be implied bc he called them hot & Mai has the same face) but he was also possibly teasing since Mai just 💀 but there’s no way he could have known that

It’s worse to be a male Zenin with no cursed energy bc then you’d be absolutely powerless, useless, worthless, etc. no other clan woman would want you and your fam would never coughed for you much less protect you bc why do they have to you were born a Zenin and yet…

So we know Kokichi Toji Mai n maki all were hit with HR but it was just a double whammy to also be twins? Yes. HR hit Toji so hard bc he was the first to be without cursed energy but then Nanako and Mimiko, bc they’re fraternal twins that that’s possible they’re able to both have CE?

Kenjaku stayed in Iori for so long that his stitches healed I’m guessing he planned it all (or saw hat happened which is why he chose Jin (bc there’s no way that’s random) and killed Jin and went to Geto when it was time (did Ken know about the KFC break up too??)

maki had no CE but still couldn’t get in tune with her full potential is bc Mai was there this the twin HR is f’d but there’s probably more chance one could 💀 the other to become powerful but in this instance it was about sacrifice and distance love. Different paths yet they were “the same person” so that’s only with identical twins?

sukuna loves to eat and is a cannibal and lactates and has 4 arms, 6 mouths or more, 20 fingers, many eyes, 4 legs, 10 toes, 3 heads, hopefully 9ft tall in his monster form…. 

stg toji had his divorced dad rock on religiously (nickel back fan don’t even start w me, weezer son nickleback dad)

nobara gonna be used in some way theres no reason to have her status as unknown of not to edge us istg I’ll even take a cursed spirit piloting her to mess with Yuuji more and she’s part of sukuna or some even worse group they gotta fight after the culling game arc

after chapter 253 are maki and yuta dead?? Hopefully Yuta was eaten but on Yutas birthday gege thats foul (I love it) 🫣🤩

It’s past ch253 and we’re waiting for 3/24 for the next chapter but I heard yuta yelled at Hakari to shut up with cursed speech? Or was that earlier 

Maki Mai and Megumi and Tsumiki met probably around the time tsumiki went into that coma/megs entered jjk no wonder hes so formal//doesn’t know them well he was under gojos protection for so long

some jsckass said mais first love is unknown or megumi are you dumb shes in love with her sister no sister kissed the other to give them a sword cooly and die she literally just wanted to be with her no matter what to go to the ends of the earth it didn’t matter as long n as maki was with her but maki knew Mai’s potential to be better than her so she tried to make herself better, leaving Mai behind in the process and they still never hated each other even after all the time away.

mai likes to take care of cacti/the clan favored her over maki bc she has at least some CE//weve only seen maki being affected by her family's rejection (jjk0 makis mom said shed wished shed never have given birth to her as she was a failure and same girlie but my mom chose any and everyone to compare me to) but Mai either didn’t see herself special in that way and put the blame on maki or dealt with it in her own way (maki vs the fam excluding Mai and Megumi // whereas Mai’s version US against the world)

if choso is yuujis brother and kamo is one of chosos distant family, that would mean Yuuji, Choso, Yuki, Todo, and Kamo are all "Brothers" I love the thought of them being super cool and scary together with their cute yuki & Yuuji golden retrievers in a Doberman family

the same people who ship yuki and choso also ship utahime and gojo or shoko and gojo yall have NO comprehension skills at ALL or cant believe men n women b close like Yuuji & Nobara/Power & Denji/ Sasha & Connie/ Nami & Usopp, Franky, or Luffy) 

Kenny planted the first finger by Geto’s twins to Yuuji’s school. they just had to get the finger to the occult club 

Does Kenny have a witch or oracle or even premeditative powers to know the future or did he just plan this out to a T and what is his damn goal 

Yuuji and Yuta are from the same home town bc gege said it’d be easier for the story but then todo also went to Yuuji’s middle school

Nobara dyes her hair lighter and I wonder how often she talks to Fumi back at home. And her grandmother if she’s like me w low contact

Megumi was alone with gojo for almost 2 years (no tsumiki) no wonder he’s so to himself he was probably always with tsumiki before, who decided everything for them (in a big sis way) and he respected it 

Yutas a pos for forgetting how Rika 💀 then trapping her w him bc of how traumatized he was like bruh you also yelled at her the first time u ever yelled at Rika was over another girl and he doesn’t do much else but manipulate like the Pisces man he is (I kin him/made an oc before I found out about his BITCH ass and he got everything word for word but is a dude I’m losing it) 

As an astrologer, I must say Gege’s planning with the character birthdays and everything else I can read from that is incredibly accurate I’ll give examples in the next points

geto’s mission was to go to remote village, he finds curse and exorcizes it, finds the twins the next dy, he kills everyone, he goes back to his pants to get supplies and kills them (prob no his first choice but once again was probably proven right) and runs has been gone for way too long and gojo doesn’t know what th ehhell happened. which is why he was so mad at kfc and geto just had to accept his new role while gojo was still in the past

Toji and Megumi (Kamo, Nobara, Todo) being cancer moons meaning they care about the heart, (todo has other placements making it seem a lil more “shallow” when he just wants a “straight” answer (lmao Megumi)

Yuta being a Leo moon and (outwardly asked) liking the chest

Yuuji being a libra moon liking butts all this makes sense (libra moons are indecisive, will weight out all the possibilities and still want the peaceful side unless there’s such chaos there’s no way for that to happen… then we snap)

Yuuji and Junpei would’ve been perfect friends we already saw but they both just didn’t ask for any of this and chose their own paths, they’re almost parallels of each other 

Geto’s birthchart shows a lot more of wanting to get humanity to evolve where gojos looks more like a POWERFUL cog in the machine 

Yap: Gege basically made this for women I’m sorry boys but why all the beautiful men & perfectly written women & relationships maybe it’s just a rare case where the mangaka actually knows women (or gege is a woman 🤗) & how all the dudes fit a Yaoi archetype & the women,,, they’re perfect & cute & not sexualized (other than maki in jjk0 & the glasses girl in ep 1 getting groped) but everything else is just hot w/o taking ur clothes off kinda energy & thats INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT w everything else going on 

You think something broke in Meimei when she said she wanted to be comforted and Gojo was like bruh I was joking 🙃 

Kirara and Uranme’s gender is yes 👍🏼 

Geto raising the girls as a 17-18yr old is insane same age as Megumi and gojo so for how long was Geto their dad? Inbetween 10 years but when did the girls realize that that wasn’t their dad anymore? I’m guessing Kenny can remember the vessel he takes overs memory or does something to their brain to replace it w him

I doubt a male mangaka can write good women (mostly bc of the stereotype that they’re shut ins but also from just reading/watching with my own eyes and being a woman myself) and add them in correctly, though the thing is in jjk they’re all just in a world but in Naruto and berserk and stuff she’s the add in into /their/ world where they keep fighting bc they miss each other and she gotta be used and a pillar for them or an excuse like Nobara and shoko weren’t used like that by satsug and itafushi they were their own ppl w their own sh like don’t get me wrong vasca and Sakura also were their own people but they really were given the bottom of the barrel sh bc of the dudes decisions. Shoko and Nobara strictly did what they wanted instead of falter to men

They’re literally all kids it doesn’t matter if some are weaker or useless, imagine a god/demon came here rn like the strongest will survive/fight you have to also apply the “weak characters” to irl bc I bet you they’re still stronger than most of us (miwa, Kamo, idk about momo still but she been w them I can’t doubt her skill just cause they had POWERFUL enemies

Gojo not being able to drink makes sense no drugs to impair his power and eyes (maybe lightweight maybe uncontrollable drunk and no one’s really ready or able to control that) 

Gojo isn’t coming back and he wouldn’t bc he half assed the fight and now he’s with his love and everyone has to fend for themselves now 

I like to think Gojo had Megumi and tsumiki, Geto had Nanako and Mimiko and nanami had Nobara and Yuuji in this preschool/parent AU (tojis gojos ex baby daddy) 

All of them are taller than me other than momo and Nobara. (Im 5’4” so gojos 10 years older and a foot taller 🫣) 

In one of Geges book covers it has Gojo in the winter w pink camellias and those flowers mean ily even after death and that flower is also specifically for the birthday feb3 (Geto’s) AGAIN WHY I THINK GEGES A WOMAN RAHHHHH

Maki, Mai, Toji, Kamo, Kokichi were all raised w no love like at all. Yuta had it good til 11, Miwa, yuuji and megumi never fully had it good, todo, Toge (?), Panda, momo, and nobara were just chillin.

HOW DID NOBARA COME UP WITH HER TECHNIQUE THEYRE ALL EMO BITCHES SHE WAS LITERALLY 16 FOR 2 MONTHS BEFORE HER FACE BLAST

SHE WAS SO YOUNG HOW DID SHE COME UP WITH HAMMERING NAILS INTO HERSELF WHAT

Uranme and Kirara go by (they/them)

Gojo and Geto were soulmates no matter the relationship

Utahime, Shoko, Momo, Mai and Nobara all like girls 

Gojo knew Geto for the short amount of time but thought of him for 5x longer.

Megumi’s been without his sister for 1.5 years so she went into a coma when he was 13, his 2nd-3rd year of junior high)

  Mai and maki didn’t know about Toji and Megumi until that year (2018)

Kenjaku planted the first finger at Yuuji’s school by Nanako and Mimiko (they’re the same age) hence why thanking Satsuki for taking care of his son

The person Rika is gone, her cursed spirit is what remains (an embodiment of her love/the curse yuta placed on her)

Yuta is wrong for using Rika and forgetting about his promise and why she’s even there for 6 YEARS then yelling at her about Maki 

Shoko started smoking in high school and stopped about 5 years ago, but started again when she heard Geto was alive again. 

Sukuna has 6 mouths, 4 arms, 4 legs, many eyes, and lactates. 

Choso, Yuuji, Kamo, Todo, and Yuki are all “brothers” by blood or not idc i love their lil weirdo family.

Toji was a good dad, dealt the worst hand, everything going down so the best way to protect his kids is to give them to people who can kill curses and teach them about sorcery. 

Nobara and Yuuji have the same friendship as Power and Denji, Nami and Franky/Luffy/Usopp

[jjkamochoso]

Cupid’s Arrows

Noritoshi x gn!reader

Angst, fluff

Noritoshi teaches reader archery!!

Warnings: none

You needed to train. Your curse technique skills were fine, above average even, but your sparring abilities were… needing to be worked on. That’s why you were out on the Kyoto school’s lawn early in the morning, fighting to hold your own against Mai. Todo had offered to spar with you, but you weren’t in the mood to get completely pummeled so you kindly declined. You two were circling each other as you were presently at a standstill, neither of you going down without a fight. You were quietly planning where to attack next when your attention was caught elsewhere. You heard the tell tale thump of an arrow make contact with a target and from over Mai’s shoulder you saw Noritoshi practicing his archery not too far from where you stood. You were too busy staring at his perfect frame, perfect stance, perfect strong arms—

“Ugh!” you grunted out in pain as you harshly landed on the grass. Mai smirked as she declared herself the winner, laughing at how easy it was to swipe your legs from under you.

“I can’t believe you were so stupid to leave yourself vulnerable like that,” she said in her typical snarky manner. You knew she held no ill will toward you, though, as she extended her hand to help you up. You took it, muttering a quiet, “thanks,” and brushing yourself off. You’d already felt the bruise forming from falling on your shoulder and hoped it didn’t look too bad since your summer uniform was sleeveless.

“What had you so distracted anyway?” Mai mused. Following where your gaze was held once more, she couldn’t help but laugh again. “Kamo, huh? What, you got a crush on him?” When you didn’t answer, her eyes got wide and you knew you were about to get teased for the rest of your life.

“Oooh! Y/n’s got a crush!” she exclaimed and you attempted to cover her mouth so Noritoshi didn’t overhear, but she was too nimble and easily stepped away from your grasp. Before you knew it, Mai was beelining toward him and your stomach dropped, fearing she’d spill your embarrassing secret. You had never run so fast in your life but you were too late. She was already talking to him!

“Hi! Kamo! How are you this fine morning?” you asked, out of breath and sweaty when you finally joined them. You didn’t even want to know how you looked right now. You could only imagine the disgust Noritoshi must feel seeing you huff and puff like you were on death’s door. Thankfully, he seemed to pay no mind to it. You were grateful he was raised to be respectful.

“Hello, l/n. Mai was just about to tell me something,” he said, slightly irritated his archery practice was getting interrupted.

“Yes I was,” Mai answered smugly, “I was going to tell you that y/n—”

“Wanted archery lessons from you!” you blurted out, completely overtaking whatever it was Mai had said. Noritoshi tilted his head ever so slightly, presumably in confusion, so you pressed on. “I was sparring with Mai and I saw you practicing, but I told her I was too nervous to bother you so she came over instead.” You felt warmth creep into your face and down your neck and it wasn’t from all the physical exertion you had just done. Noritoshi raised his eyebrows in surprise.

“Oh! I, uh… sure, I guess.” You breathed a sigh of relief that he believed you, but he continued on as Mai slowly backed away toward the dorms, a devious grin on her face. “But… why?”

“Well,” you said, your fingertips fidgeting with each other, “I really admire your skill. I think it’s cool you use an unconventional weapon against curses. And I’ve always thought it looked fun.”

Noritoshi looked away into the distance for a moment, seemingly deep in thought, before suddenly breaking the silence.

“Okay. Tell me what you know about archery.”

“Well, it’s ancient, it’s a sport in the Olympics, and Cupid does it,” you answered and Noritoshi let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“So you know nothing?” he confirmed, you nodding in agreement with his assessment. “That’s fine. I can work with that. It’s easier to start from scratch than break old bad habits. Look at my stance and do exactly what I’m doing.”

You tried your best to stand the exact same way he was, but judging by the look on his face, you weren’t doing a good job.

“No, see, your front foot is all wrong and your back leg needs to look more like this.”

You tried to tweak yourself but you weren’t getting anywhere. You were already embarrassing yourself without even picking up the bow. You sighed, standing normally, and put your hands on your hips.

“Look, Kamo, I’m sorry for bothering you. I’m clearly not getting this so I’ll leave you alone. Thanks anyway.” You started to turn away, but his hand reached out to your arm, stopping you in your tracks. Noritoshi also must have realized what he had done and quickly retracted his fingers like you had burned him. After a beat of silence, he spoke up.

“L/n, you’re not giving up. You want to learn so I’m going to teach you. You can’t just turn away when you don’t understand something in your first try.”

“Fine. But when I get good enough at this, you’ll have to let me shoot an apple off your head like we’re in a cartoon.” You went back to where you were previously as Noritoshi let out what sounded like the tiniest laugh. You didn’t know he could be anything but stoic!

“I’ll pass on that offer as I enjoy living with both eyeballs in tact,” he replied. “Now, back to lessons. Stand like this.” When you felt you had it down, he came over to inspect you. You were extremely nervous. You never felt like you had caught Noritoshi’s gaze in the years you knew him and now all he was doing was staring you down. It certainly didn’t help when he leaned over you to straighten your shoulders. Satisfied with his work, Noritoshi picked up his bow and handed it to you.

“Please, be careful with this. The school’s gonna kill me if I break another one.” When he turned around to pick up an arrow, you decided to mess with him.

“How easy is it to fix a broken bow string?” you asked innocently. He whipped around to see you snickering and his bow perfectly fine.

“Don’t mess with me like that,” he grumbled, and you only laughed harder.

“Aww, c’mon Kamo, it was a joke!”

“Jokes are supposed to be funny.”

“Well, good thing we’re not studying in clown school.”

“You’re right. If we were, we’d be at the Tokyo school right now.”

You gasped and hit his arm.

“Kamo! Did you just make a joke? That was actually funny!”

Noritoshi’s face held an amused look as he demonstrated how to hold the bow.

“I guess I’m teaching you two things today then.”

You scoffed jokingly, “I miss the quiet Noritoshi already,” and he gave you the tiniest hint of a smile. You liked seeing this side of him. You knew his hardships within the Kamo clan and you truly felt for him. You understood that he had way more at stake than you and most of your classmates so you tried your best to stay out of his way during missions, practice, and any other time you’d mess around with your peers. However, you knew he was probably lonely. He’d looked longingly at your group of friends, desperate to feel normal, to join in on the antics, but knew he had to keep up the perfect facade or else he’d be seen as a failure. You were just glad he hadn’t become too jaded in his life of isolation and perfectionism. It didn’t help that you had a huge crush on the seemingly most emotionally unavailable guy in jujutsu society. You couldn’t help it though. He was aloof, yet kind when needed. He was a strong, respectable leader, and at the root of every decision he made was compassion. He was extremely handsome too. You couldn’t get enough of his gray eyes, inky black hair that fell just right, his big, ever so slightly chilled hands that were currently readjusting how you were holding the bow—

Wait. You seriously needed to stop spacing out, especially since Noritoshi was so close to you that you could make out every detail on his face. You tried to calm your breathing and just focus on the techniques he was trying to teach you.

“—and then you’re good to go. Ready to try on your own?” he asked, stepping back, and you gave him a meek answer of affirmation. He gave you an arrow as you took a deep breath. Launching it, the arrow flew about 10 feet and flopped sadly into the grass. Noritoshi let out a frustrated sigh.

“Were you even listening to a word I said? I don’t know how to explain it any better than that,” he said, running his fingers through the untied hair at the back of his head. You had never seen anything more attractive than that action. You had never heard anything more attractive than his little laugh minutes earlier up until now when he asked:

“Is it alright if I stand behind you and guide you through it?”

Your eyes almost popped out of your head and he must’ve noticed how that sentence sounded because you noticed a deep blush rush to his face.

“Oh, no, I didn’t mean for it to sound like that, I’m sorry. Was that weird? That was weird. I meant—”

“No, no, please, have at it. I’m all yours,” you tried to console him, and he nodded, keeping his eyes cast down.

“Please, stop me if I come too close to you or am touching you too much. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“You could never make me uncomfortable, Noritoshi,” you replied. It felt odd using his first name but he didn’t oppose to it after the second time you used it, so you figured it was okay. Besides, his chest was pressed firmly against your back while his hand rested on your wrist near the bowstring. It was a very intimate position so you figured first names were allowed for this occasion.

“Okay, we’ll try this again. First, you have to stand tall.” His fingers drifted down to your waist to adjust you, then up to your shoulders once more. You tried to even your breathing so you didn’t pass out from being so close to him. His voice was soft and even more angelic when he was practically whispering in your ear. You were lucky no one else was up because if anyone saw what was going on between the two of you, in a public setting no less, you’d definitely get reprimanded. Even if you did get caught, you would have absolutely no regrets. Being in Noritoshi’s presence like this was worth a lifetime of detentions.

“Good. Now, make sure your front arm holds steady. You want it straight, but not locked up. Yes, just like that. Here’s the fun part. When you pull back the string and the arrow, you should keep it close to your face.” Speaking of closeness and faces, Noritoshi’s nose was practically in the crook of your neck as his fingers ghosted over your arm that held the arrow. The bowstring took its place on your cheek but you wished it was his lips instead. You felt his heart thudding in his chest as he kept his stance against you and you tried to ignore what that meant. You figured he was just nervous to be so close to somebody, especially in a semi compromising position, not because he could smell your delightful shampoo and could easily reach down to kiss your neck—

“Now, y/n, you can let go.” Noritoshi literally whispered in your ear, but he didn’t care. He was craving to show you the tiniest bit of softness he could, to show you how much he truly cared for you. If his love could only show itself during archery lessons, so be it. When you saw the arrow imbedded in the bull’s eye of the target, you wanted to jump and yell in excitement, but you couldn’t get yourself to pull away from Noritoshi. Noritoshi, who, by the way, just called you by your first name. Were you reading into this too much? Did he actually return your affections? And if not, why was he leaving lingering touches on your shoulders?

“You have a bruise on your shoulder,” he murmured, his voice sounding like his thoughts were a million miles away. The pad of his finger was barely grazing over the now deep purple spot and you felt goosebumps rise up all over your body. You shifted around to face Noritoshi but he wouldn’t meet your eyes.

“I know, I got it from Mai earlier this morning. She really knocked me down.”

“I don’t like seeing you hurt,” he told you hurriedly. You were taken aback by his statement.

“It’s just a bruise, I’ll be alright, I promise,” you teased, but that didn’t seem to help.

“It’s not just the bruise, y/n, I just… I don’t like seeing you get hurt at all. On missions, in training. It just brings up all these feelings, ones that I shouldn’t have. And it’s not just that. Today, teaching you archery, being so close to you. I shouldn’t have done it. It was wrong.” He tried to back up but you filled the space once more, not ready to give him up. “I can’t have these types of feelings for anyone, it’s not fair. Especially not to someone as good and kind like you. I can’t hurt you like that. I could never live with myself if I hurt you.” You could’ve sworn you saw tears in his eyes but they were quickly wiped away with the sleeves of his uniform.

“Noritoshi, listen. I don’t know what kind of feelings you have for me, but I really like you. I would never want to jeopardize your position with the clan, that’s why I never said anything.” He shook his head, his tied hair swaying with every move.

“I hate this. I hate this position that I’ve put you and I in. I love you, y/n, from the first day we met. I’m sorry I can’t be the man you deserve.” He tried to turn away, but this time, it was you who reached out and grabbed him.

“Noritoshi, stop. It’s alright. Just know that I’ll always be here for you, no matter what. As a friend or whoever you want me to be. Just know you’re not alone, okay? Not anymore.” You dropped his arm, instead giving him a playful shove on the shoulder. “Thank you for the lesson today. It really was a lot of fun. And hey, you must be a great teacher! You got me, of all people, to get a bullseye!” That, at least, made him smile a bit. You thanked him again and gave him his bow as you walked back to your dorm. You were a bit disappointed, sure, but it wasn’t like your situation was either of your guys’ faults. Even if nothing romantic could come out of today, at least you were able to relish in his touch for a few moments. As you got clothes out for after your shower, you heard a knock at your door. It was still fairly early so you didn’t know who it could be.

“Mai, if that’s you, nothing happened—”

When you opened your door, you were met with a frantic looking Noritoshi who, without hesitation, grabbed you by the waist and pulled you in for a kiss. You immediately melted like putty in his hands, your lips perfectly fitting against his like you two were missing pieces of each other’s puzzles. When you both begrudgingly pulled away for air, he turned serious and got down on both of his knees, holding your hands while almost bowing to you.

“I can’t go another day denying my feelings. As you know, I’m in love with you and I can’t stand being parted from you any longer. I’ll make it work with the clan and do whatever it takes so that I can stay with you however long you’ll have me. If you’ll have me.” When he looked up at you, you’d never seen Noritoshi with such sad, pleading eyes, and you hoped you’d make him so happy he’d never have to look at you like that again. You bestowed a loving kiss onto his cheek and afterwards pulled him up off the floor and into your arms for a hug. You didn’t know what the future had in store for you two, but you knew that he would be by your side, no matter what.

[h1ghoffu]

JUJUTSU KAISEN MASTERLIST

🔞 - nsfw

🤍 - sfw

❥ Gojo Satoru

tba

❥ Geto Suguru

tba

❥ Fushiguro Toji

oneshots:

million dollar man🔞

when you know, you know🤍

❥ Nanami Kento

tba

❥ Choso Kamo

tba

❥ Noritoshi Kamo

tba

❥ Fushiguro Megumi

tba

❥ Itadori Yuuji

tba

More to come!

[i-am-distressed]

What if y/n is upset and she rants to noritoshi but he says "that's it?" As if y/n is overreacting (he really just wants to know the situation better or something) but that's y/ns last straw and she is now angry at him because he kinda sounds like an insensitive bitch. Noritoshi probably sucks at comforting and he'd be having an internal struggle and just confused in general idk

Ouchies, this hit right in the feels noritoshi anon😩

He really would have honest intentions when he asked, but his guarded nature and straightforwardness made what he said sound 10 times meaner than he ever could've intended. Hnnngghg HED BE SO CONFUSED AND FRUSTRATED AND UPSET WITH HIMSELF WHEN Y/N DISTANCED HERSELF😭😭 I do see him as someone who wants to apologize when they know they're wrong, but apologizing is hard and embarrassing and he really just doesn't know how but ohmygosh he has to do SOMETHING cause she's miserable, hes miserable and-

Finally he just walks up to her room, politely knocks on her door and when she opens he just says, "I'm sorry."

[limitlessgojo]

Chapter 23: The End of the Beginning [Last Chapter]

Warnings: Action, Coarse Language, Fighting, Depictions of Blood and Violence, Death, Gore, Japanese Mythical Folklore, No Major Character Death, Slight Horror, War

Previous Chapter: Melting

Word Count: somewhere over 900 I’m pretty sure

Tags: Kamo Noritoshi x Reader, Soulmates AU, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fem!Reader

Notes: After 2 years, I finally came back to end this book. It’s been sitting on the back of my mind, but there was something off with the way I wrote the last chapter. Couldn’t get it to end the way I wanted it to. Every time I proof read and reread it, I just didn’t like the ending. And I’m not going to post something I’m unsatisfied with, especially for my first full blown long series. I also had a bit of a writer’s block along with personal matters ofc. But I returned to my home country after n number of years after the pandemic and I finally feel so much better (mentally and emotionally).

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“Hey, spar with me sometime. Next time you come to visit,” Hiroki slaps Noritoshi on the back.

“Of course, it would be a pleasure.” Noritoshi was well aware of how capable the man was in battle.

Noritoshi had already said his goodbyes to the rest of your family that morning, and it was only you and Hiroki sending him off at the main gate. He was pretty much recovered from the war, despite not being at 100% yet.

It was only for a short period that you got back together and now he had to leave. Plus you wouldn’t be seeing him for a while. Not until classes resume. His eyes met yours, easily seeing through your line of thought.

“I’ll see you then. Next year.” He held up one hand. Eyes mirroring your own, bright yet already filled with longing.

“Next year.” You whispered back. As if next year isn’t just in a few days’ time. The anticipation of new things and new beginnings settled into your stomach.

◇◇◇

Noritoshi specifically chose a very sunny day to bring you to meet his clan. It was when he knew his father barely had anything to do. He made sure to butter up his step-mother and send some gifts ahead of time to ensure their good moods.

Nervous was an understatement as to how you were feeling at this very moment. Still you shoved it far down below, covering it up with all the information you got from Noritoshi about his family.

You were going to make this a flawless meeting as if your life depended on it. To which it kind of did.

You were touching up your make-up in the bathroom, incredibly focused on your thoughts, that you didn’t realize Noritoshi had entered. He leans against the wall to watch your every movement carefully.

The curves of your body. The way you move. The sweep of your brush against your eyelids, beautifully darkening the shade of your skin. The cursed energy like electricity around you, constantly flowing.

And bright red threads invisible to anybody else except for him, floating close to your body. They’ve become even more visible and prominent than before. Not that it bothered the both of you. In fact, it was a constant source of comfort. He found it cute that the strings appeared whenever you were within a 10 metre radius of him nowadays. His heart leaping fondly in his chest every time he feels your presence nearby.

‘From the first place, this whole soulmate bond was such a unique experience. Cursed technique crossovers, sharing of emotions, and now this red cord seems to be bordering on the edge of imaginary and physical.’ Noritoshi thought to himself.

He lifted a pinky and twirled it around the edge of one of the cords that were hovering around him. Instantly, the red cord tightened itself around his pinky and he could now feel it. Physically like a carbon wire against his skin.

He tugged on it and you immediately turned around upon feeling the pull in your chest.

“Did you call?” You asked.

Noritoshi only tilted his head and approached you with a smile. “Yeah. I just wanted to say,” He stood behind you, lightly placing his hands on your shoulders.

"You look perfect. It’s time to go." (He’ll figure out this cord later. Another quirk of the bond to study. For now you were front and center of his attention.)

You fidgeted in your seat knowing that you did your best to stall for time, even just for a few minutes to try and calm your nerves. You looked into the mirror, staring back at Noritoshi. Seeing the knowing glint in his eyes. You sighed and stood up to leave.

◇◇◇

The Kamo estate was large and grand. Sprawling with abundant land, trees, Koi fish ponds, bonsai, small pebble gardens and low rise traditional buildings, it was a sight to behold.

And it caused your head to swim with more anxiety than you’ve ever felt before. A warm hand holds yours tighter, and it gives you the courage to take one step inside the entrance.

◇◇◇

You felt weird, being under the scrutiny of so many people all at once. It wasn’t too out of the ordinary to be the center of attention as the daughter of the Tsuchimikado clan, but the gazes here were much more different. It’s as if the people are trying to find any weaknesses or faults from watching you walk. Suffocating.

Suddenly you wondered if your hair was done right. Your clothes were neatly pressed, but you had the itch to remove any dust or lint. Not that there was any.

The clan members stared holes into the side of your face, to the point that you've convinced yourself: You look absolutely hideous today. They all think you're ugly.

"You're beautiful, love."

You closed your eyes and couldn't stop the smile spreading across your face as Noritoshi linked his pinky with yours.

"You're gonna make me laugh, Toshi."

“That’s the purpose. Be at ease, no one will hurt you while I’m here.” His tone was cool and confident, letting you relax just an inch more.

◇◇◇

The meeting went smoothly. Everyone was incredibly polite. There was a stiffness in the air, but it was to be expected, with a first meeting with one of the Great Three Clans as important as this.

It was way more uptight than Noritoshi’s meeting with your family.

His step mother and father were as he described. Strict, expecting a level of obedience.

But they weren't harsh or restrictive. Just your typical Asian parents, wanting their children to be high achievers.

They were eager to ask you about your family, background, cursed technique, everything. You carefully answered as well as you could, remembering your well-rehearsed lines with Noritoshi.

His step-mother, as he already said, was slightly distant, but very courteous and civil. You can now see how she really treats Noritoshi like he is one of her own.

They look incredibly pleased with you and your capabilities so far. Noritoshi was right, it didn't really matter. Because you had the power they craved and were fated to be with their heir.

For all your annoyance at the way his father initially treated you like some kind of weapon or item to be acquired by the Kamo clan, you couldn’t deny it was too convenient for your relationship to have both sets of parents more than willing to let the both of you stay together.

Especially in a world where Jujutsu sorcerers expect to die early and put their lives on the line in every mission they take. It is an unforgiving task leaving many sorcerers lonely and isolated from the people they long to be with.

You’ll take what you can get and brush over the minor details. For now, there is, at the very least, no doubt that you’d end up being the strongest sorcerer once you enter the Kamo clan, and they’re treating you accordingly.

Though you disliked the fact that the attendants looked terrified and were overly formal with you. It will take them some time to get used to being a bit more casual, you thought with amusement.

◇◇◇

He led you to a small bench in front of a smaller Koi pond. Clean white and gray stones, very neat and polished, lined the edges. He gave your hand a squeeze.

A small table had been set up for the both of you. It was like a small picnic.

The view was surreal. You could see a lot of buildings just past the line of trees. The sun is due to set in half an hour.

"Are you really okay?"

You hummed quietly, “It wasn’t too bad today. Not that I’d expect any less from the Kamo family.

"I'm glad you like it here. Today was really good. They're much nicer to you than I expected," Noritoshi muttered.

Your head whipped to the side. "Is that a good or bad thing?"

"Not necessarily a bad thing. Just take it with a grateful heart. Anyways, there's nothing they can do, but to love and accept you. You're my future wife, and I'm the future clan head."

"Mmm…" You thought about that. It never really sunk in before until now that, yes you're eventually going to marry Noritoshi. And you want it with all your heart.

Wait.

"Toshi?"

"Hmm?"

"Did you… just now… was that a proposal?"

His eyes widened. "No. Not yet. I mean," he sighed. "I want you to be with me for a long time, but I wouldn't want a proposal to be so lackluster."

You grinned, unable to stop the smile from reaching your eyes. "Right."

"You're not gonna let this one go aren't you, love?"

"Nope."

◇◇◇

Noritoshi feels a surge of contentment and love rise in his chest as he watches you giggle uncontrollably. You’ve both settled back into a regular routine of having classes and smaller missions to exorcise curses alongside the other Kyoto Jujutsu High students. It felt refreshing to have more free time to play around.

You try to suppress your laughter, which you've been told numerous times sounds like a windshield wiper, but it was music to Noritoshi's ears.

"At least you've made up." Momo commented. You happily beamed at her, linking your arms together as you leaned against her side.

“Love is amazing isn’t it? Oh and about that book you recommended to me Momo senpai…” you chattered away distractedly.

"These lovebirds are way too obvious. Especially Mr. Vampire with the heart eyes right there." Mai muttered under her breath.

You turn to Noritoshi and indeed he hasn't taken his eyes off of you. Not even once.

"I'm not a vampire." He distractedly retorts at Mai, still not taking his eyes off you.

"That's a compliment you know. You deal with blood, have pale skin, and are suuuper beautiful. Vampires are so hot anyways. Guys and girls always stare at you, you know?" You teased.

"It's not me they're staring at when we go out on dates."

Noritoshi's eyes were so dark. Deep, that they almost looked obsidian. And yet they were still shining tenderly, with so much warmth.

And you once were intimidated so much by this man who looked incredibly reserved and stern. It was funny now that you think about it. He is like a puppy with you.

You both stared at each other for a while longer until Mai's irritated voice cut through the awkward silence, "Get a room!!!"

◇◇◇

It's a few days before the next school year starts.

It was Spring once more. You ran up to the rooftop of the tallest building, to find Noritoshi already there. Leaning against the rails to stare at the Cherry blossom trees. The petals were being gently blown around by the wind.

He didn't even stir even as they suddenly picked up whirled around him in a small Twister. Cursed energy spiking through the air, threading through the wind, petals, leaves, and small twigs.

You stepped up and wrapped your arms around him. He turns around to face you with a gentle and loving expression on his face.

He presses his lips against yours and holds you tightly against him. His body warm and strong against yours.

You pressed in closer to make sure you weren't dreaming, and as if he could read your thoughts, Noritoshi wrapped his arms around your legs and lifted you up. Lips never parting from one another's.

Exactly one year ago, you both met and saw a life of love through other people’s eyes.

The past molds into the present and soon becomes the future. The emotions that bled from your former souls bleed into your current lives and strengthens your bond.

But something new and beautiful blossomed in your relationship with Noritoshi. A quiet warmth and harmony that millions would give to have.

And Noritoshi finds himself at peace to live his life, seeing you not as Misaki through Hotaru’s eyes, but seeing you as yourself through his own. He's content. Just as you are.

TIME SKIP. A FEW MONTHS LATER.

"Hmmm? That Ryomen Sukuna has a vessel? And he's back?" Your gold and black dagger dangerously twirled around your fingers. Your latest gift from Noritoshi. A broken metal blade reforged with the use of kintsugi.

Noritoshi turned to you with a grim expression. Your eyes met his and you both were thinking about the same thing at this moment.

"I want him gone."

"But (y/n) chaaan~," Satoru's voice blasted from the speaker of your phone. "This is a once in a lifetime chance to make the vessel take in all the fingers, and then kill him. What do you think?"

"Satoru. We'd do anything that must be done to wipe that curse off the face of the earth. But wouldn't it be safer to kill the vessel outright?", you slammed down your dagger onto the table.

"Ehhh? Where's the fun in that? If we do this right, we can take all 20 fingers out in one go. And not to mention, I'd keep things under control in case anything happens."

"That's a murderer, a rapist, a criminal, I can't even begin to name everything he's done and you know it!"

"I told you”, there was a pause as Gojo claps his hands twice, “I'm gonna be the one to supervise this kid so you won't even have to worry about him getting loose. I'm the strongest after all."

Gears turn quickly in your mind. Satoru wasn’t completely wrong, but you had your doubts. "Fine. But if he goes wild, I'll be killing Itadori Yuuji."

"No need. I told you I'll be in charge, and you know I can hold him down in case anything happens. Ja-ne~~ bye byee~"

The call disconnects.

You closed your eyes in anger, "That son of a-" You hissed between your teeth.

Noritoshi moved to sit on the chair in front of you. You pressed your face against your palm, with one elbow propped up against the table.

"What are you planning to do?" He gently asks.

"I'll make sure that guy doesn't get within a foot near us. If he hurts you, I wouldn't hesitate to kill him."

You were no different from Gojo Satoru. You were both willing to make necessary sacrifices when it came down to it. Except this time he seemed reluctant to let the vessel of Sukuna go. Your mind started running with thoughts and theories for possible reasons why.

Noritoshi smiles at you, running a hand down the length of your arm. You raised your eyebrows at him.

He leans forward, just inches away from you. Lips a few centimetres apart. Eyes a warm chocolate, almost black. "It will be fine. You know I'd do the same and more for you, my heart."

There is a fire in his eyes. Noritoshi has been more vocal recently. More firm and confident. You decided that you absolutely loved that look on him.

“Yeah… After all, we stay together, Noritoshi.”

“Dead or alive.”

Your eyes widened at his words, but he didn't let you retaliate as he kissed you sweetly. You laughed against his lips as you agreed with him. “Yes of course, Toshi.”

Fate bound you to this man even past the hold of death.

Fin

[van-del]

if I am no longer needed…

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Noritoshi goes to see how his mother is doing (he doesn't interact with her or any person she seems to have welcome in her new life. he's just. in the background) and she noticed him. Then asks him if they know each other. Because he looks (a bit) familiar. He answers negatively. Then she has to leave because her child his calling her. A child who gets to call her mom. Not mother. A child at who she looks with bliss. Not defeat.

Noritoshi leaves.

[hoenoredone]

JEALOUSY

tags: sfw, fluff, angst if you squint, headcanons, explicitly fem!reader for naoya and yuuta. characters: nanami, naoya, yuuta, noritoshi

NANAMI KENTO

it really isn't that easy to make him jealous, whether on purpouse or on accident. it's not that he's confident in himself, rather that he trusts you completely. and when he does get jealous it's not because he thinks you're going to leave him, but because he desn't apprecciate not being acknowledged as your partner. so when it happens, he snakes a careful hand from your back to your hip and lets you continue whatever business you were in the middle of. he doesn't do it to show possessiveness, it's more of a reassurance to himself that you're right there, and you have no reason to leave him.

ZEN'IN NAOYA

it's not jealousy, he simply doesn't enjoy sharing his possessions. you are his wife, one of the trophies on his mantel. you are his – there is no doubt about that –, however he doesn't think reasserting his hold over you would hurt. so he shoves himself a step in front of you, between you and the unfortunate man who happened to be engaging with you, and sends a few arrogant choice words his way. he turns to you with a slight frown and grabs you by the waist to take you wherever he sees fit.

OKKOTSU YUUTA

not in public, he always manages to keep his composure. however once he gets you alone he starts the whiniest tirade ever. all jokes, obviously, and you're in on them too. you both find it funny to have playful arguments about you looking at other men and him at other women, and that maybe he should start behaving more like them than himself. he says it with a smile on his face, but you can tell it doesn't reach his eyes.

KAMO NORITOSHI

let's face it, this man is incredibly insecure. he hides it well – with measured words and controlled facial expressions – but let's not pretend as if he is not the son of a mere mistress. he knows how fickle and conditional affections can be, and although he realizes that it's just his insecurities stretching their black claws to the back of his neck, he just can't shake the feeling that this might be temporary, that you could find someone better. someone that could give you everything you want.

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best mistake choso tries to convince you that he’s the best mistake your ever made. one shot (fluff)

scream choso is insanely in love with you, disturbing content, one shot (psycho)

kento nanami”

dalmatians cupid inspired of the movie 101 dalmatians, an unsual first impression. one shot (fluff)

earn you nanami wants to show you what it truly means to earn you. one shot (fluff, slight smut)

everything, baby nanami wants to prove that he’s better than you husband. one shot (fluff)

intimacy of being understood you don’t need to speak, nanami understands you without, one shot (fluff, comfort)

love’s first kiss two dreamer meeting at a winter night, mini series, (fluff)

megumi fushiguro”

miscommunication after megumi received a text from you, he thinks that you want to break up with him. one shot (fluff)

needy after ignoring megumi a whole day, beliving you’re too needy for him. one shot (fluff,angst)

promises megumi promised you to no call you, but will he hold his promise? one shot (fluff, angst)

valentine megumi being in love for the first time (fluff)

noritoshi kamo”

all yours forbidden lovers from a different clan, one shot (fluff, slight smut)

satoru gojo”

don’t you know you’re engaged but satoru doesn’t seem to care, one shot (nsfw)

guys my age people in your age seems to not know how to touch you, does satoru know? one shot (nsfw)

hate me drunken satoru gojo can’t stay away from you, one shot (fluff, angst)

the return after you left without leaving any clues, you came back and met satoru, one shot (fluff, angst)

suguru geto”

crickets and moonlight stargazing on balcony together with suguru, one shot (fluff)

pretty when you cry you deserved a better goodbye after suguru decided to leave, one shot (angst)

yuji itadori”

damsel in distress hercules inspired, one shot (fluff, maybe a bit of humour)

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Mafia AU (up to 19 ch planned out) TW: Dead dove dont read (DDDR) Minors do not interact (MDNI): SA, Physical Assault, DubCon, NonCon, Mindbreak, Public Humiliation, Breeding, Ownership, Gaslighting, Multiple manipulation, RWORD, PTSD, a lot more toxic sh.

Premise: You’re a floater, just loving life as free as you want, until you decided to rob the wrong person. Now there’s confusion after Sukuna takes u back to his place after taking u in that alleyway. After that you just start moving through the gangs due to internal disputes. Shit just gets wild. (Almost everyone has a turn)

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Team bonding (up to 5 ch planned out) - TW: Dead dove dont read (DDDR) Minors do not interact (MDNI): SA, Physical Assault, DubCon, NonCon, Mindbreak, Public Humiliation, Multiple manipulation, RWORD, PTSD, a lot more———-

Premise: Sukuna takes over Yuuji’s body, takes u in front of everyone, and threatens them that if they don’t do their homework with you, he’s gonna show u how he wants it. (He instructs everyone to play w u and keep it away from yuuji as his little game.)

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Movie night (up to 9 ch planned out) Warnings: MDNI, Group sex, camera use, teasing, humiliation, mmfmm, everyone’s bi/pan, overstimulation, worship,

Premise: u host a movie night with Megumi Toge Yuuji and yuta. You’ve already been seeing them all but never had them altogether like this before. No one’s gonna be watching the movie.

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Yandere Gojo (3/3 parts) TW ——-MDNI—-DDDR——- kidnapping, dc/nc, abuse, cream pie, ownership, etc. ————

Premise: I forgot but he’s mean

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Eyeless Gojo: TW ———Warnings: mention of death, blood, killing, morally grey, slight mind control, Gojo just reacting to his cptsd in this universe, slight grooming (adults ideals on Gojo and their children), mindbreak, yandere(?)———————-

Premise: Going back to the start of their first year, meeting, processing, feeling, learning, loving, it’s all new and too much for Gojo. He’s more pathetic and lost and needs Geto, and Geto is even more frayed from the ideals surrounding his best friend. Geto gets into gojos head, so he takes out what people think make him Gojo and not himself.

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One shots: (TW)

Stepdad Nanami: ——MDNI——GROOMING, not really incest, Age gap, manipulation, broken home, slut shaming (at ur mom lol), drug mention

Premise: Your mom starts dating this guy and he’s nicer than anyone she’s ever kept around, really nice. The best even, sucks how they’re getting married. (Until they split for part 2.)

Divorce Lawyer Hiromi: Warnings: MDNI, Age Gap, StepDad mention, Public, exhibitionism, idk have fun. (Pt 2^^)

Premise: Your stepdads too busy for u but he brought his lawyer home. For work right? Or for you?

Quickie w Yuta: -- Warnings: MDNI!! DC/NC, exhibitionism, cream pie, humiliation, manipulation, ownership, etc...

Premise: Yuta’s some boyfriend.

Tutor Gojo: ——MDNI——WARNINGS: DUBCON/NONCON, implied prof/student relationship, bullying, degradation, blackmail, a few more ——MDNI——

Premise: Gojo overhears that you need a tutor

Sub!Choso: MDNI——collars leashes whip’s edging stomping humiliation blindfolds restraints gags overstimulation pegging taunting slapping blood play period sex {all mentioned}

Premise: He walks in on your date (sub!Nanami) and begs for his own collar.

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Drowning in Your Love

Noritoshi Kamo x gn!reader

Angst, fluff

Noritoshi saves you from drowning!

Warnings: small mention of blood

It was the perfect spring day. The soft sunshine beaming through your blinds and the calling of the birds outside your window made you rethink your original plans of rotting in your room all weekend. Getting up, you put on some casual clothes to take a walk around campus. When class wasn’t in session, you enjoyed seeing what the grounds had to offer. When class was in session, you enjoyed spending your time staring at Noritoshi Kamo. Unknowingly to him, he’d been the object of your affections ever since you stepped foot at the school. From the time he introduced himself that first day, he hadn’t left your mind or your heart for even a second. You hoped you’d catch a glimpse of him on your stroll but you figured it would be highly unlikely since he spends most of his time studying in his room or the library. Leaving your room, you began your journey on the trail that circled the school. You decided to bring your camera with you in case you saw anything worth documenting (not even 10 minutes later you had snapped too many photos to be deemed reasonable for such a short time frame— hey, it wasn’t your fault nature was so pretty!). Continuing your trek, you found yourself deep in the Kyoto school’s woods, enthralled in the beauty and overwhelming height of the trees. The wide river was flowing clear and fast, most likely the result of the melted snow, and you took some more pictures. You knew cameras couldn’t capture the same real life splendor of the sights, but you hoped the documented memories could evoke the same feelings you had while you were there. Your camera was filled with all sorts of those memories and it was your prized possession. You gazed upon the water, wistfully sighing. You hoped one day you could share these adventures with a companion that wasn’t a piece of technology, but you enjoyed it nonetheless. As you stepped closer to the water, you heard the trees behind you rustle. You brushed it off, knowing there were many animal species that live there. You came to the river’s edge, the water getting dangerously close, but you didn’t mind. All of a sudden you spotted some rocks that could lead you to the other side of the river. You were curious to see what was over there since you had never crossed the water before. As you stepped foot onto the first rock, you swore you heard someone’s voice call out but you shook it off. Getting further out, the rocks were extremely slippery and the ice cold water splashing on you certainly wasn’t helping. You shivered out of cold and nervousness. This idea was definitely one of your worst. Your camera bounced around your neck as you hopped from one rock to the next, your shoes barely gripping the stone surfaces. You were almost across—

“Y/L/N!”

Your eyes went wide. Uh oh. You were in huge trouble. Noritoshi had found you! Normally you were elated to see him but you didn’t want him to see you struggling like this. It was already hard enough to get on his good side and you didn’t need him to think you were some weakling that couldn’t even cross a body of water. You turned around to face him, the crashing of the water making it hard to hear.

“Kamo! Hi!” you waved to him, trying to act as nonchalantly as possible, but you could tell he wasn’t buying it.

“Get back over here now!” he yelled. He was never one to speak more than necessary and his harsh tone cut deep. Sighing in defeat, you knew he was right in his unspoken assessment of the dangers. You were ashamed of acting childish like this in front of the stoic, mature man you loved.

“Now he’ll never love me back,” you grumbled to yourself. You didn’t have any more time to grovel, though, because the rocks you had originally crossed were now covered by the water. Your heart felt like it leapt out of your chest. What were you going to do? Your eyes quickly scanned the river, praying for a sign of the path you had just been on seconds prior, but there was nothing there. Your cursed energy was no help in this situation and you hated yourself for not taking the school’s physical training more seriously or else you’d be confident you could swim your way across. The water was now up to your knees and you had to make a decision. You took a step forward, hoping to make contact with the next rock, but you felt nothing under your foot. Before you knew it, you were plunged into the icy darkness and the last thing you saw was Noritoshi’s eyes open to the size of saucers.

“Y/n!”

Noritoshi had started his day like any other. He woke up, ate breakfast, got dressed in his uniform, and took out his books to study. He wasn’t sure what compelled him to veer off course and spend the day outside. Maybe it was the promised warmth of the sun and the happy chirps of the birds? All he knew was that today was going to be different. He was strangely content, walking around campus by himself. It was probably because no one was around, all his classmates too busy watching movies and wasting the day inside.

“Tch,” he muttered. They don’t know what they’re missing out here. He found himself wandering aimlessly, something he never afforded himself to do. His feet took him through the abandoned campus center, over the bridge that led away from the school and back, then deep into the woods on the barely there trail. That’s where he spotted you, bent over in front of some plant or bug, excitedly taking pictures. He so desperately wanted to roll his eyes, pretend that your actions made him recoil in disgust at the way you got your clothes dirty and found joy in every little thing, but he just couldn’t. Noritoshi had been taken by you since the first day of school but he’d rather die than let anyone know that he was capable of feeling. He would give anything to go on walks with you, to see what piqued your interest enough to fill endless memory cards of photos. He couldn’t bring himself to ever be more than acquaintances with you because he knew he would fall hard and fast for you. Even though he was cold and distant to you, you still struck up conversations with him, included him in plans, smiled at him. It was too much for his guarded heart. One time he avoided you for a week but couldn’t bring himself to commit any longer. When you had questioned why you hadn’t seen him around, he lied and said he’d been sick. He woke up the next morning to a basket of various medicines, teas, and treats with a note from you; he kept that note in a locked box of keepsakes stored under his bed. Since then, he tried to be a bit nicer to you without letting on that he favored you over the others. As you continued on your own walk, he watched you from afar. He could’ve sworn you were some sort of mythical deity with the way you entranced him without trying. He wanted to go up to you, start a trivial conversation about the weather, something, but he couldn’t muster up the courage. When he carelessly stepped through a tree branch to get a closer view, he saw your head whip around and he quickly shoved himself behind a massive tree trunk. When the coast was clear, he chastised himself for being such a creep. He couldn’t even face you when you already suspected he was there! Lost in his thoughts, he hadn’t noticed you taking off into the water or else he would’ve stopped you sooner. When he spotted you with your foot on the rock, his heart dropped. You were a capable sorcerer, sure, but that water would be a formidable opponent against anyone who didn’t have Yuji Itadori’s strength. He called out to you, but you either ignored him or didn’t hear him because you carried on. Noritoshi sprinted after you, trying to stop you. When he finally reached you and called out to you, he cringed at the way his voice cracked from anxiety. He knew he was too harsh in the way he demanded you to come back but his logical side overrode his ability to be nice. He just needed to see you safe. Seeing you fall into the depths had him a type of scared he had never known before. Now, here he was with you nowhere to be seen under the current. Before he knew it, Noritoshi had ripped off his outer layer of clothing and shoes and dived in after you. His ribboned hair flailed around him when he came up for air the first time, seeing nothing in the water but the river bed and some plants. It was starting to get murky as he tumbled downstream, the current throwing him around like a rag doll. He was using his blood technique to keep his body temperature up as he traversed the icy waters. He was extremely worried about you and how your body was coping with the cold and the water that probably went into your lungs, you getting tumbled under the current, your camera strap getting caught on an underwater tree limb and strangling you—

He had to shake his head to clear his thoughts. If he wasn’t at the top of his game now, you’d both be in trouble. Taking in a deep breath, he dunked down into the water once more. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spotted you, conscious, fighting desperately to swim up for a breath of air. He swam as fast as he could to catch up with you. He wasted no time wrapping an arm around your waist with an iron grip and swam upwards with an extreme amount of power. When you broke the surface, you gasped for air, sputtering and coughing. In any other circumstance you’ve would’ve been delighted to feel Noritoshi’s large, warm hands on your body but you almost wished the current dragged you away and finished the job so you didn’t have to face the embarrassment of him rescuing you. Noritoshi was filled with adrenaline and got you out of the water with ease. As you stood trying to catch your breath, you expected Noritoshi to pull away from your shaking fingers, throw you down on the grass, and start lecturing about how stupid you were, but he did none of those things. Instead, he surprised you and himself—he wrapped you in a tight hug. You were so caught off guard that your body didn’t know how to react and you stood there dumbfounded. It would be a crime to miss your chance to relish in his touch though so you quickly got over the shock and returned the gesture, holding onto him like he was your lifeline once again. You had never had a hug represent so many words unsaid, feelings unspoken. Neither of you wanted to let go but as soon as you shivered, Noritoshi was off of you in a flash, opting to hold you at arm’s length and take a good look at you. You couldn’t meet his eyes, too ashamed of what happened in the river.

“Y/n, please.” There he went, using your first name again. There’s no way he could go back to acting indifferent about you, you two were way past that now. He wasn’t sure what he was pleading for either. Was it that he was so desperate to see your face, to confirm that you were indeed alive and okay?

“Kamo…”

“No. Please, not that name.” There he goes, pleading again. You finally met his eyes.

“Noritoshi.” He visibly relaxed and let his hands fall from your shoulders. His first name sounded heavenly coming from your tongue. “Thank you.”

He just nodded, afraid that if he spoke anymore, he wouldn’t be able to contain his feelings for you. As you basked in the quiet moment, you took in the view of your rescuer. You didn’t even realize he’d shed his top with sleeves until now. You felt a blush creeping on your face as he realized you were staring at his chest and exposed arms. You both cleared your throats awkwardly.

“You’re bleeding,” he said suddenly. You hadn’t noticed the sting of the cut and trickle of red down your face until now. Without hesitation, Noritoshi ripped a portion off the bottom of his shirt and held it to your forehead gingerly.

“Once this wound slows, I’m taking you to the infirmary to get checked out.” You wanted to argue with him, but he was quick to give you the “I mean it” look. With the makeshift bandage pressed to you, you stared at the river that could’ve easily taken your life and you laughed without humor. Noritoshi tilted his head ever so slightly to indicate he was curious as to what you were thinking.

“I fight curses almost everyday yet I was about to be killed by a river on campus. Life can be so cruel sometimes.” He hummed in agreement. What he meant to reply was “Yes y/n, I completely understand. Human life is so fickle yet ensures such hardships. I’m glad you’re alright and that I was able to help you in a time of need.” Instead, he said:

“That’s why you need to be more careful.”

When the words came out of his mouth, he immediately cringed. He knew this situation called for a more understanding conversation, but he was so used to calling it like he sees it. His words stung at first, but deep down, you knew he was right. You should’ve paid more attention. You should’ve made a better call.

“Wait, that’s not what I,” he began, but you cut him off.

“No, no, you’re right. I needed to hear that. I look at everything like it’s not a big deal or that I can handle it, but sometimes, that couldn’t be further from the truth. With our lifestyles, I have to get my head out of the clouds before I kill myself and those around me.” Another sad laugh. “We all keep each other at such a distance that the only one who knows everything about me is this camera,” you said, gesturing to the broken technology around your neck, “and look where that ended up. All those memories and I’m the only one who remembers them.”

“Then you and I will make new memories. Together,” replied Noritoshi. If he didn’t have blood manipulation, his face would’ve been beet red. What was coming over him today? Oh. The fear that he almost lost the person he loved without them knowing how he felt. These unfiltered thoughts make sense now. Your eyes widened.

“Are you sure you didn’t hit your head?”

“I’m being serious, y/n,” he said, doubling down. He wanted to say more, bare his whole soul to you, but he hesitated like always. “Come. We’re going to the infirmary.”

He grabbed his discarded clothes upstream and the two of you entered the forest once more. You never thought you’d think this but you were glad to get away from that river. As you walked, you felt your hand brush against his. You didn’t have much to lose today so you decided to try and hold it. As your fingers grazed his own, he yanked them away like your touch was an electric shock. You frowned to yourself.

Right. We’re just friends. No harm in trying though…

All of a sudden your cold hand turned warm as it was enveloped by Noritoshi’s. He wouldn’t meet your gaze but you could see the tiniest hint of a blush on his cheek. Your heart was palpitating from all the attention he was giving you today. Did he like you back? Or was he just being unusually nice? Whatever it was, you loved it. The rest of the walk was quiet but comfortable. When you finally came upon the infirmary door, Noritoshi stopped to look at you once more.

“I was scared. Back there. When you were in the water,” he confessed. It looked the words he was speaking were causing him pain, but he soldiered on. “We’ve fought all kinds of curses, together and alone, and I’ve never felt the way I did when I saw you fall. It sounds childish, and immature, I know, but I was terrified. That I was too slow, or too weak to help you. Terrified that you would die for no reason other than the universe putting its own terrible curse on you. On us. You need to know that everyone here cares about you.”

Deep breath Noritoshi. You can do this.

“Everyone cares but not in the way… I… care…”

Okay that was stupid. Let’s try again.

“What I’m trying to say is that I care deeply… for you.” He cringed hearing his own unpracticed words and hoped you got the message. You, on the other hand, thought it was the sweetest thing anyone could have ever said to you. You knew Noritoshi had no experience acting on crushes and feelings of love but his confession truly wasn’t that bad.

“I understand what you’re trying to say. I feel the exact same way. I care for you, deeply, as well.” Noritoshi looked like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. You knew it was a matter of time before someone noticed you two at the door so you leaned over to give him a soft kiss on the cheek. He looked like he was savoring the moment like it was his last on earth or first in heaven. After you bid him goodbye, sliding the door closed behind you, he put his hand to where your lips were a moment ago. Yeah, he was very excited to make new memories with you.

BONUS:

After you got your head bandaged and your lungs assessed, you were ready to head back to your dorm to get changed. Before you could leave, though, one of the attendants told you that someone brought clothes for you already and handed you a neatly folded pile of fresh laundry with a note on top. Even though word traveled fast throughout the school and everyone probably knew what happened to you earlier, you knew exactly who it was that dropped off your things. If it wasn’t the sweet gesture that gave it away, it was the perfect penmanship of the note’s author. The note read:

Y/n,

Please meet me under the big sakura tree in the middle of campus. I promise our time together will be memorable.

Kamo Noritoshi

[damn-stark]

Chapter 22 What never was

Chapter 22 of Sugar

A/N- Jealous Choso?

Warning- Swearing, angst, FLUFF, mentions of death, spoilers, violence, SLOW BURN, Naoya, heavy pining, long chapter

Pairing- Choso x Gojo!fem-reader, Suguru Geto x Gojo!fem-reader

Takes place during- Chapters 140-144 of the Manga

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“Who was that guy with the buns? Is that the guy you keep talking to Tsukumo about?”

Why is Miguel trying to gossip to you like you’re best friends trying to catch up after weeks of being apart? Like if there isn’t an obvious thick tension trapped between you.

Then again it is one-sided considering he and Larue think they did right by hiding Noritoshi Kamo’s existence. They think having the entire family betray you is a problem you can all sweep under the rug. But it isn’t.

“What do you want Miguel?” You break the lighthearted atmosphere he tries to build once you’re away from the tunnel. “And don’t be a smart ass, you know what I’m referring to. So what do you want with me?”

“Larue says you’re screening his calls and leaving his messages on read,” Miguel gets straight to the point.

“I have every reason to,” you mumble coldly. “The only reason I’m talking to you is because you’re involved in this plan.”

Miguel’s eyes bore into you but you don’t bother to look in his general direction.

“Nanako and Mimiko’s—”

“Don’t bring them into this,” you cut him off sharply. “Don’t talk about my daughters to excuse you’re lying and betrayal.”

“We’re family,” he argues and those simple words are like being slapped in the face.

“Yes!” You exclaim. “We were and you all still chose to lie to me!” You stop walking in the middle of the street and turn to face him with your gaze narrowed to a piercing glare. “You kept the existence of Noritoshi a secret for months because of what?” You spat and throw your hands in the air. “You didn't want to cause me more grief?!”

“Because we were looking out for you,” he argues calmly because that’s the legitimate truth for him and Larue. “Because too much happened after Geto’s death. It was the right thing to keep you from spiraling.”

You feign a laugh and shake your head in disbelief. “The right thing?” You repeat quietly. “Everyone thinks they’re doing the right thing for me,” you cry out louder and stare into his eyes with angry tears in your eyes.

You didn’t want to look like you wanted to cry, but your face was already twisted into a scowl, you couldn’t show how fast the blood was pumping in your veins, so this is the only other way you express how frustrated you are.

“My parents, my brother, you and Larue. And you never truly take me into account. The person you’re trying to help,” you continue and step closer to him to make yourself clear. “You were supposed to tell me! If not right away then when the twins got involved. We’re family.”

“And you were supposed to cremate Geto’s body,” he counters right back with just as much fire that makes you gasp and step back in disbelief.

“That’s what we're supposed to do,” Miguel supports his argument. “It’s what he would've done for you. That was your responsibility.”

You continue to watch him with disbelief, but this time you feel your heartbreak at the sound of his cruel words. You want to answer with a cold shoulder and storm off without saying a word, but how dare he bring up Suguru in this argument that was initially about their inability to tell you about the ancient sorcerer in Suguru’s body?

“I knew him for 12 years,” you manage to argue against him even if it drains so much strength to do it. “And I loved him for 11 of those years. He meant so much to me, he was the father of my girls and my greatest friend, I couldn’t even go home that day, so you don’t get to throw that at my face. It was your responsibility to tell me though, but you didn’t, you lied for months.”

Miguel parts his lips but he’s at a loss for words, which is an odd thing coming from him because he always has something to say.

It’s not until a few minutes pass that he breaks the deafening silence that had casted over you. “It’s not going to change anything. What happened, happened, we can’t take it back even if we wanted to.”

You nod and whisper shakily. “I know and I don’t care. You lied, now all these problems exist.”

You didn’t want to be mad about that, you weren’t, but you’ve had time to think, you thought especially hard after Yuki shared this plan with you, and no matter how much you want to go around it, you can’t escape the fact that everything could’ve been different if they simply told you from the beginning. Now your brother is gone, Nanami is dead along with the twins, and the sorcerer society as you know it is in shambles.

“So what?” Miguel retorts. “We’re going to stop being a family because of it?”

You shake your head without thinking because you know this answer. “No. Larue, and you, even Manami and Toshihisa will always be family,” you say from the bottom of your heart. “I will never tell Satori otherwise either. I just can’t look at either one of you and move on just like that. I can’t pretend that I’m not mad because I am. It meant something to me. I am sorry I couldn't do my part…perhaps it’s all my fault, but don’t expect me to forgive you right now. Don’t ask me to. Please.”

You wipe off the stray tears that managed to break out and drop all the anger from your face to show your sincerity and your love for him and the family you share.

“I love every single one of you. You can tell Larue that. You can come visit Satori, just give me some time.”

Miguel scoffs and doesn’t hold back. “And you can forgive Satoru Gojo for killing Geto just like that?”

You freeze as if you were splashed with ice-cold water. You knew the answer to this question, you’ve discussed it with Choso recently, yet hearing Miguel say those words completely spins you out of the axis you stood so proud on. It leaves you speechless even if you already had known your answer. Yet after a few minutes, all you can do is turn away and bring up your excuse to leave. “Okkotsu should have already driven Itadori away, I’m going to check on them.”

Before you can make it far Miguel yells out, “don’t kill the boy. He’s one of the good ones!”

Why does everyone think you’re going to kill Yuta Okkotsu? Why don’t they believe you’re okay relishing in your hate?

Most importantly, why did Miguel's bold remark make you doubt yourself? You’ve always known that Satoru leaving you behind and betraying you 11 years ago hurt more than him killing Suguru, so why are you picking on it now?

Has that blame always been inside you? Like a wound just bandaged over to be pushed aside. Or has Miguel picked at the scab?

No, it can’t be that way. You know your feelings, you don’t blame Satoru for the way things ended. It had to be done…he had to take Suguru away from you…

No! You can’t think that way now! No.

Just breathe. Breathe, and focus on the matters at hand; Itadori and Choso.

Yes, just focus on them and getting this plan to move forward.

Deep breath and shake it off.

Neverthefuckingless, once you return to the entrance of the tunnel, you come across an unexpected problem fighting Choso. Fucking Naoya Zen’in!

What a damn headache! This is not what you needed!

But you’ll handle it even though by the looks of all the blood on the ground, and the blood-shaped wings behind Choso as he faces Naoya, it seems he’s pretty much handled Naoya. Which isn’t surprising. Naoya is strong but not stronger than Choso.

Still, you’ll cut in for the fun of it.

“As I live and breathe. Well if isn't you,” your voice travels throughout the tunnel, making both men look away from each other to find you at the end of the tunnel. “Naoya Zen’in,” you reveal to Choso.

Said man’s shoulders untense and his hardened face falls to a cocky look. “Well, well aren't you a sight for sore eyes,” Naoya greets you with a smug smirk as if it isn’t obvious that Choso has cornered.

“I am,” you quip. “Are you playing nice with my friend, Naoya?”

“Oh, this nobody is your friend,” he points his thumb at Choso, and your gaze flickers on a quick glare before you hide it and use charm against Naoya, considering he thinks you’re secretly infatuated with him.

“Choso is my friend.”

Naoya scoffs in disgust and looks back at Choso so you quickly pull his attention back to you. “How long has it been?” You muster a feigned sweet smile.

“Too long,” he retorts and tilts his head. “And you look like you haven’t aged. It’s a defining quality.”

You keep your smile attached even if inside you’re revolting.

“Hm, thank you,” you know how to play along with him to make him think he has the upper hand. It’s easy to gain the upper hand with men as egotistical as him.

“Now,” you continue in a sweet voice. “Why don’t you tell me what you’re doing here, Naoya? You’re far from home.”

Naoya shrugs. “Business.”

You playfully narrow your eyes and reach in your pocket to pull the Worm out. “Oh? Let me guess, are you here after Yuji Itadori?” You ask as you drape the Worm around your shoulders, letting him see that you’re preparing for a fight if need be.

“No. Why? Should I be scared of you?”

You feign a laugh. “Would you?”

Naoya flashes you a flirty smirk. “Never.”

You tug wider on that smile and notice Choso’s discontent with the way this conversation is developing as you slowly begin to strut toward him and Naoya.

“I’m here on family business and personal agenda,” Naoya shares, completely underestimating you. “Why are you with scum, y/n?”

You try hard not to drop your smile or clench your fists even if his comments about your company are really bothering you.

“Is it because of your dead husband?” He dares to say, causing you to fail in your attempts to keep on a smile. “You must be lonely and in need to be reminded what it feels like to be a woman.”

“Tsk,” Choso remarks in annoyance and steps forward to retaliate in your defense, which is sweet, but you can’t jump Naoya just yet, so you quickly snap your gaze to Choso and shoot him a warning looking so he can stay where he is.

Luckily, he understands you and just burns holes through Naoya’s head.

“We could finally commit to what our family wanted us to do,” Naoya blabbers on, making you gag internally.

“Oh, but there’s my daughter now,” you bring up to hopefully make him shut up.

Yet you expected too much because keeps on talking. “A daughter? Well, that can be taken care of.”

And what does he mean by that?

“She’s no use really, she’s a girl. I’ll give you boys,” he says bluntly, making Choso fists his hands even harder, and for your patience to come to an end.

Naoya crossed a line talking about Satori like that, so when you walk past him and Choso you turn on your heels and grin at him while you walk back to be across from Choso.

“Naoya I owe you my sympathy, I heard your father died,” you feign sympathy as you change the subject. “Tough. But that does mean I also owe you a congratulations, you’re clan leader now—wait,” you come to a halt and begin to tug on a genuine smirk. “Never mind, you were replaced by a 16-year-old boy who didn’t even grow up at your family house.” You chuckle, and his once cocky smirk falls to a scowl. “How pathetic.”

“You know,” he scoffs. “You really haven’t lost that sharp tongue have you, bitch? How about I take care of that for you?”

“Watch your mouth,” Choso snarls.

You lift a hand and assure Choso. “It’s okay, Choso, a real man doesn't fear strong women.”

Naoya scoffs. “I'm not scared of you,” he spats and watches you come to a stop.

“It’s okay,” you speak in a smooth and silky voice. “I can tuck you in after I'm done, I bet you’ll like that.” You giggle, and Naoya clenches his fist and breaks into a menacing stride towards you.

You don’t move though, you pass Choso a quick determined look that means it's okay to act now. And he mirrors it right away to tell you he understands.

So when Naoya is a few steps closer you drift your gaze back to him and ball your hand to a fist to raise it in front of you to show off the fire licking your veins and flesh.

“This is why Geto died,” he remarks. “And why your parents beat you 11 years ago. You don’t know how to behave like a real woman.”

You drop your arm and the smugness you held on your face to pretend to be wounded by his words. Which in turn makes him falter and slow down, but begin to grow smug.

When he gets close enough you slide your eyes up and speak in a fake quivering voice. “Thank you.”

You begin to smirk maliciously and Naoya’s eyebrows twitch in confusion. He parts his lips to probe, but before he can poison this tunnel with more of his whiny voice, you spring your arm up and swing the back of your hand across his face with enough strength that sends him flying back towards Choso.

“So annoying,” you groan as if you were held to secrecy.

And just before Naoya can crash into Choso, or he can find his balance, Choso claps his hands together and shoots piercing blood.

Naoya tries to dodge, but the blood-made arrow is faster and it scrapes his side, making him stumble. Before he can counter, you fist your hand once again, but this time you snap your arm down to slam your fist through the ground, causing cracks to grow from the spot you hit and rapidly spread toward Naoya looking almost like vines.

Once they reach him the cracks then surround him and the ground begins to rumble. Choso steps back, and Naoya snaps his head back at you, but in that moment water begins to shoot out through the cracks before it explodes out and sends Naoya up to hit the cement ceiling.

Before he can react and run forward, Choso and you act; he runs forward and jumps up, making you give him a boost by manipulating the air. Once he’s under Naoya, Choso reaches over and slaps his big hand around Naoya’s throat to slam him to the ground when gravity pulls them down.

However, Naoya isn’t put out. Even if was just rammed with multiple attacks he throws Choso a harsh swing. But Choso averts it and steps back, causing Naoya to get on his knees and push himself back to his feet with his fists clenched ready to fight.

Thus you gather the water you used to attack him and have it shaped into a giant orb behind you.

“If you’re really so tough, Gojo, then actually fight me and don’t cower!”

All right you’ll bite.

“Fine,” you give in and drop the water.

At the sound of the water splashing on the ground, Choso looks back at you in confusion, while you answer Naoya by striding over with your fists clenched.

Before you can get close enough to him though, he lunges over and swings his fist. You manage to quickly swerve and instead counter by manipulating the water and having it fly over to give him an uppercut.

Naoya quickly recovers and groans at you before swinging his leg, making you smug as you gracefully swing your fist to shoot a blast of wind right on his torso.

“Fight me,” he grimaces.

What does he think you’re doing?

Just for that you drag your foot back and summon air to surround your foot before you swing your leg and kick Naoya in the throat with the gust of air, managing to knock all the air out of his lungs and throw him several feet across the tunnel.

All without letting him land a punch. But that’s also because Choso already weakened him.

“Stop playing around!” He yells at you. “Stop using your tricks.”

You slowly turn to face him and see him slowly pushing himself to his feet. You don’t proceed to say anything, you simply smirk at him and then throw your fist out and hastily shoot Fire-Snake out from your fist to ram it into him.

When Naoya falls back to the ground, the fire snake slithers around him to capture his body in place, making the part of clothes it’s touching to begin burning away and peppering Naoya’s flesh with burning kisses that make him squirm and groan and make your smirk deepen.

Alas, before it can deal any great damage to the outside of Naoya’s body, the fire snake opens its fire-made jaw and sinks its teeth into his neck to spread its furious venom through his icy veins before it turns to ash.

“You might want to get healed,” you advise Naoya as you slowly stride towards him. “Once bitten by fire-snake the fire travels through your veins and hits your core to begin burning away all your cursed energy.”

You fall beside Choso, and rest your hands on your hips to look down at Naoya with a shit-eating smirk.

“How dare you—”

“I'm not done yet,” you cut him off. “And since you’re human too it begins to slowly boil your blood.” You laugh and tilt your head to add one more thing. “Oh, and that’s not even counting the poison from Choso’s blood, so you better find someone fast.”

“You little whore,” he grimaces.

“I told you to watch your mouth,” Choso snaps back in a low threatening voice that makes goosebumps grow on your arms and causes your heart to swoon. Him kicking Naoya’s jaw and stepping on his hand doesn’t help whatsoever, it only works to excite you and steal your breath away.

“Sorry,” Choso adds to Naoya, making you blink in confusion—“But you didn’t love your brothers,” he continues. “And I can’t understand that.”

This is probably about something they talked about before you got here. Which! You wish you could’ve been here before to fight Naoya from the beginning. He was already like, half beaten by the time you got here!

He would’ve been more of a pain in the ass, but it would’ve been fun fighting longer with Choso against Naoya.

Regardless though, suddenly, in the silence of the tunnel, the hairs on the back of your neck rise as a menacing presence approaches Choso and you. One far more intimidating than Satoru’s, one that you quickly identify to be Yuta Okkotsu.

He’s finally done with the plan, but you can’t drop the act yet. You can’t tell Choso a thing even if he puts his arm out to shield you from the presence, clueless to the fact that Okkotsu is working with you. You have to look just as shocked as him so as to not give your plan away to Naoya who is still conscious.

“Choso,” you try to assure him that everything will all be okay regardless of the overwhelming presence that’s fallen over you, and regardless of what he’s about to see.

Albeit Choso doesn’t focus on you, he looks back, and when you follow his line of gaze Okkotsu is already over you with an unconscious Itadori.

“What—“ Choso gasps, but, he doesn’t finish what he’s going to say because with one swing Okkotsu knocks him out, making you quickly catch him in your arms before he can hit the floor.

It’s not the way you would’ve wanted it to play out, but Choso would’ve freaked out seeing Okkotsu dragging his unconscious brother, so to avoid any unnecessary fights perhaps it is better to knock Choso unconscious too. When he wakes up you’ll tell him what’s going on if Itadori hasn’t woken up by then.

“Looks like you’re hurt Naoya,” Okkotsu interjects as he walks past you.

You peer back after you throw Choso over your shoulder and pull your phone out to capture a picture of Naoya as he writhes in pain.

And to your surprise, he actually manages to see you and hisses as he reaches over, but he’s too weak by all the poisons so he looks more like a trembling kitten swinging its paw.

“I’ll send this to your brothers and say the beauty of the Gojo clan took down the great Naoya,” you tease and snicker.

And since he can’t answer, you shoot him a wink and walk off without waiting for Okkotsu, to avoid an awkward walk side by side.

“Shall I heal you?” Okkotsu’s offer travels down. “My reverse cursed technique can heal people. In return please inform your superiors of Itadori’s death.”

You bet Shoko that Itadori’s “death” will only be believable for about three weeks, she says shorter than that. With everything Noritoshi has planned though maybe even sooner than either of you predict.

With Okkotsu here, the higher-ups will probably leave Itadori alone though. Hopefully.

——

*LATER*

It hasn’t been long since you left the tunnel, but it feels eternal considering it’s just Okkotsu and you waiting for Itadori and Choso to wake up.

“Oh,” Okkotsu startles you. “I forgot to mention Fushiguro should be here soon,” he lets you know.

Now it feels even more awkward than when you were silent! You could choose not to answer, but the atmosphere is already tense, and that would just worsen the situation, so to avoid any more strain you give him a small acknowledgment.

“Okay.”

You don’t even look over at him though, you slide your eyes to unconscious Choso right by your feet, and continue trying to avoid giving Okkotsu too much thought because once you start you spiral and grow angry. So to avoid any problems or more tension, you just focus on Choso and hope he somehow hears your desperate plea and wakes up to keep you company while Itadori is still passed out.

Albeit he does look very calm this way too. You’ve never seen him sleep, every time he watches a movie with you when neither of you can sleep, he always stays up for the entire movie, you’re the culprit who passes out sometimes. So seeing his pale face be basked by the campfire you turned on, and his delicate features resting ever so calmly you can’t help but feel kind of captivated and tempted; you want to trace the black mark over his nose with your finger with the softest touch.

Is it creepy to think about?

Yes, plus you really need to stop thinking about him in any kind of romantic way. You already agreed that nothing shall be touched about your feelings for him, and his for you. You’ll just have to suffer and stay friends.

So you look away and instead, just go on your phone and mindlessly scroll through your social media.

A few minutes then pass and from the corner of your eyes, you see Choso suddenly rise as if he was part of the undead.

“Yuji,” he quickly calls out with panic.

You put your phone away and get off the piece of rubble you were sitting on to reach him. “Choso,” you call out so he can drift his attention over to you, but his eyes fall on Itadori still passed out, and then quickly find Okkotsu, letting you see the gears in his mind churning to think the worst.

“Yuji,” he exclaims with a mix of anger and fear.

“Choso!” You exclaim and lunge forward to grab his arm and pull him back to the ground as he is getting up to attack Okkotsu. “Choso! Choso, calm down It’s okay.”

His eyes just briefly look at you, but they quickly return to his brother's body on the ground stained with blood. “How do you want me to calm down when—”

“Choso!” You cut him off and throw your hands on his jaw to try and distract him. “Choso look at me. Look at me.”

Choso’s eyes slowly drift over and you gently tighten your hold on his jaw.

“He’s okay,” you assure him and hold his gaze with a soft look that makes him blink repeatedly and leave his lips parted instead of continuing to argue, almost as if he was captivated in the moment—“He’s alive and Okkotsu is on his side,” you assure him.

Choso’s pants slowly calm down to soft breathing and his furrowed eyebrows ease as his face relaxes.

“Feel it,” you tell him and slide one hand off his jaw to press your palm over his heart. “You’d feel it if he was dead. He’s okay. Feel it.”

Choso continues to hold your gaze as if he were finding his confirmation for Itadori’s status in your eyes.

“He’s okay,” you tell him one more time before you pull your hands away and slowly sit back in your previous spot.

Choso snaps his head back to his brother and pushes himself up.

“It was a plan,” you finally let him know. “Okkotsu needed to kill him so the other high-ups could believe it and leave him alone for a while, there was no other way. I am sorry I couldn’t tell you, I was ordered not to. I’m sorry.”

Choso swallows thickly and watches Itadori for a moment, assuring himself that his brother is breathing.

“His wounds are healed,” Okkotsu cuts in to try and ease Choso’s concern. “I made sure of it. Sorry for hitting you too by the way.”

Choso’s head snaps up to drop his eyes on Okkotsu and stare into him for a tense second before he offers him a stiff nod and walks back to sit next to you on the piece of rubble.

“I’m sorry,” you tell him again so he can hear it.

Choso looks at you and doesn’t look upset, he looks as usual, nonchalant. “It was your mission?” He asks.

You sigh and nod. “Yeah. I wanted to tell you, but I was ordered to keep it a secret. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, it was your job,” he assures you, making your lips pull to a sweet and grateful smile. “Was that Zen’in guy a part of it too?”

You snort and shake your head. “No, he was a surprise. I didn’t expect to see him here, but it worked out you got to see how he is.”

Choso scoffs in amusement.

“That’s the guy you went, “tsk,” too, when I told you what my life would be like if I married him. You see now why I would’ve ended my life?” You tease him lightheartedly as you lean close to him even if he was already so close to you. “Unless you wanted me to be a miserable wife,” you exaggerate. “Which would hurt because I thought we were friends.”

Choso rolls his eyes and a small amused smile crawls on his face. “He’s…an annoying asshole.”

You snort. “You said it.”

“Still I don't know why you let him talk to you the way he did, and why you didn’t let me put him in his place. He had no right saying those things to you, y/n.” Choso speaks almost in a scolding voice that you can’t tell if it’s because he was getting you in trouble, or getting mad all over again over the situation.

Either way, he catches you off guard and you can’t stop your face from burning up, or from displaying your utter disbelief.

“I,” you stammer and clear your throat. “I'm used to it,” you say and hide your smile by looking down. “People, men mostly talk to me like that from time to time. The best way to deal with it is by not dealing with it, or by, you know, being snarky and showing off how much stronger you are than them.”

“Well, either way,” Choso mutters. “It wasn’t right. It isn’t right.”

You acknowledge him with a soft hum before you lift your head and lock eyes since he’s already looking at you. “You stood up for me though,” you tell him sweetly. “So thank you. I appreciate it. It was sweet.”

Choso’s chest rises and his eyes soften. “Of course,” he mumbles as his chest falls.

You share a soft smile and fight the urge to look at his lips as desire slowly develops in the pit of your stomach.

Yet no matter how hard you fight, he’s too eye-catching, and his close proximity is too inviting; you make the mistake of glancing at his thin and pink lips, and part your own, causing his chest to rise again.

However, you win your battle at the last second and turn away to face the fire.

“I did get a photo of him,” you say to distract you and him from what you almost did. “I’ll laugh at it with Satoru when he’s out.” You tug on a feigned smile.

Choso hums, and you hum back playfully but don’t look over at him, instead you keep yourself busy and reach in one of your pockets to pull out the glass swan figurine and fiddle with it.

Truth is you didn’t know if you were going back to the apartment after this particular mission, so all you brought with you is the swan figurine since you don’t trust someone not to leave it behind when you ask someone to pick up your belongings.

“So much for our meatballs,” you comment and once again reach in your pocket, but pull out a small bag of chips this time. “Shrimp chip?” You offer him as you push the bag towards him.

Choso reaches over and takes a single chip from the bag.

“Don't worry I found it in an abandoned store on our way here,” you share so he doesn’t think you took it out of the Worm's mouth. People tend to think that you keep snacks inside of it, which is ridiculous.

“It’s no soba,” he says before he takes a bite, making you look over at him and laugh softly.

“No.” You shake your head. “But right now,” you sigh dramatically. “It’s as good as we got.”

You turn to face him and reach over to touch his wrist and bring something up. “After this whole ordeal is done we have to go get some delicious ramen, it's the best there is. I mean It’s made by non-sorcerers, but the lady is nice and the greatest cook. I would marry the ramen if I could, that’s how good it is.”

Choso swallows his chip and quieres with a tiny amused half smile. “Marry food?”

You nod eagerly. “Yeah! It’s delicious!”

“Well,” Choso says softly. “I’ll take your word for it, but if it isn’t good you’re the one stuck with it.”

You chuckle, making his smile spread wider.

“Happily,” you assure him and sit back, catching in that moment Itadori opens his eyes.“See,” you point out and look to Choso. “He’s okay.”

Choso’s eyes look past you to watch his little brother sit up in confusion at his change of surroundings.

“Hm?” Itadori probes quietly the moment he finds his attacker sitting nearby. “I’m…W—”

“What a relief,” Okkotsu laughs nervously and only confuses the poor boy even more—“I think it was around September, Gojo came to see me. He asked me to watch over you so I had to put this act on.”

“Act?” Itadori presses.

You shift your feet forward to prop your elbow on your leg and rest your chin on your hand. “You really think my brother would leave you by yourself without backup?” You cut in, making Itadori slowly look back at Choso and you. “I can’t say he knew he’d be gone, but Satoru is smart even if he might not look it.”

Itadori’s eyes narrow on you. “I thought you were backup?” He asks.

You share a dry laugh. “I was help, but not back up,” you tell him the truth. “At least not the kind he needed, considering I too have a death sentence on my head. That’s why Okkotsu is here.” You feign a smile.

“Instead of allowing a different executioner or having all information about you being hidden I decided this workaround was best,” Okkotsu adds to the conversation so Itadori could further understand. “But they aren’t dumb, so in order to get Jujutsu headquarters to approve me as executioner I entered a binding vow to kill you. So I killed you. Sorry about that.”

Choso leans close to you. “I don’t understand,” he whispers.

You lean over to him and whisper back. “Just listen, he'll explain.”

Choso stays close to you and listens to Okkotsu carefully as if he didn't see his own brother alive.

“Then why am I still alive,” Itadori asks what Choso was questioning too.

“Because of reverse cursed technique,” Okkotsu shares. “At the same time, your heart stopped, I instantaneously healed you with reverse cursed technique. I thought it might work based on what I’ve heard about you.”

“Can you do that? You use RCT too.” Choso asks you as he keeps watching Itadori and Okkotsu talk as if Okkotsu is going to just attack his brother.

“No,” you sigh in disappointment. “I wish. Only a few can. The boy is one of them and my friend Shoko can too. It’s very impressive.”

“You mentioned,” he says.

You shift around and face him with a smirk. “Which reminds me, we’re going to be leaving our hideout now, so we’ll see more people and you won’t have to be stuck with me anymore.”

“I don’t mind,” he quickly rebuttals, making your breath falter and your eyes widen slightly—”Besides,” he adds. “I don't think other people will be as kind as you are to me. I still am a curse.”

“Half,” you correct him. “I see human. So half. You have nothing to worry about. Besides, I’m sure people should be more focused on other things instead of your appearance. If they are bothered then they got a problem or…you know,” you purposely leave hanging and wiggle your eyebrows even if your insides are slowly twisting at your own joke.

“I don’t,” he mutters, making you laugh softly.

“They like what they're looking at,” you clarify, making him blink in surprise and drop his head to scoff.

“There’s plenty of pretty women,” you continue and avert your gaze to fiddle with the swan in your hand.

Choso slowly drags his eyes up and watches you wiping the pad of your thumb over the glass. “I don’t need pretty women looking at me,” he mumbles, causing you to scoff breathlessly and lift your gaze to pass him a quizzical look.

“No?” You ask slowly. “You’re living now, it's normal.”

Choso's brown eyes lift off the swan and find your fire-kissed eyes shine even brighter. “Well,” he mumbles almost timidly but doesn’t finish because you cut in.

“As your friend I encourage it,” you try to comfort his worry. “It’s nice. Being loved by someone is a gift, like, you’re seeing radiant colors, the sun rising beyond the horizon, and the stars painting the dark sky for the first time. And loving someone is,” you sigh and smile. “It’s like breathing. You can’t live without it, it’s such a sweet relief…so I encourage it,” you laugh nervously.

“You might even find your own swan,” you mention and show him the swan he gave you.

Nevertheless, that makes him confused.

You smile at the swan. “Swans find one partner in their lifetime,” you share softly. “They fly around from pond to pond, lake to lake, and find one swan out of every place they visit and can visit and mate for life.” You peek over at him but quickly look away. “That’s what I mean,” you finish explaining.

Choso swallows thickly and shifts his feet, making the little pebbles scrape against the ground. And you now feel…stupid for saying all that, so you keep your eyes averted, and thank the fact that he can’t hear how fast your heart is beginning to race.

“Well,” Choso breaks his silence. “I didn't mean…you,” he says, making you snap your eyes over to him to watch him with hope you shouldn't have risen in the first place.

Yet the moment your softened red-orange eyes find Choso’s gaze every word he had just struggled to come up with, ‘poof’, vanishes and he’s just left with lips parted.

You keep looking into his eyes as you wait for what he’s going to say, but he can’t say a thing because the sound of Itadori muttering someone’s name steals your attention.

“Fushiguro.”

Out of the shadows comes Megumi Fushiguro, just like Okkotsu mentioned earlier. He looks just as broody as usual.

“Who’s that?” Choso asks you.

“Itadori’s friend and classmate,” you remind him. “Megumi Fushiguro. Urchin head,” you smile at your own joke.

“What’re you doing?” Fushiguro asks Itadori. “Let’s head back to Jujutsu High. The barrier around the school is loosening. As long as no one directly sees your face, it should be no problem for you to go back,” he assures Itadori. “We’ll rejoin the older students—”

“Stop,” Itadori cuts emotionally. “Don’t act like everything is normal. Don’t act like nothing happened! I killed people!” He cries out full of anger. “Because of me, lots of people died!”

“Yuji,” Choso tries to intervene, but you grab his wrist to stop him and let his friend handle it because no matter how close all three of you got during your time in hiding, he needs to hear from and talk to people he trusts more. You know you’d want that.

“It’s our fault,” Fushiguro argues. “Don’t be selfish and give up all alone. We aren’t heroes fighting for justice, we’re Jujutsu Sorcerers.”

Hmm…he kind of sounds like Suguru when he was in high school…

“No one can ever truly judge us so we must continually prove the worth of our existence,” Fushiguro continues to explain as Itadori gets on his feet. “And we don’t have the luxury of thinking about ourselves. We’ve just got to save people. I believe that was the original principle behind your actions. So start by saving me Itadori.”

You smile in admiration at his words and see Itadori’s eyes widen in reaction to what he hears too.

Hopefully, now he understands what you couldn't make him understand. He’s been beating himself up for too long because of it.

“Noritoshi Kamo has made plans for those involved with Jujutsu to face off in a Culling Game,” Fushiguro continues to share, making Choso’s hand fists out of annoyance over the simple mention of his father's antics.

“And Tsumiki is ensnared in that. So I’m begging you, Itadori. I need your strength.”

You look at Itadori as if this is some soap opera to you, and watch him as he looks at his friend with disbelief.

“Okkotsu,” Itadori mutters with his eyes on Fushiguro for a few seconds longer. “Sukuna is plotting something involving Fushiguro. He probably took over my body in Shibuya because I ate ten fingers all at once. I have ingested 15 fingers so. Even if I ate all remaining 5 in one go, I doubt he’d be able to take control, but,” he says coldly and looks at Okkotsu with a determined glare. “If I ever switch with Sukuna again, don't hesitate to kill me. I think you could do that.”

Okkotsu nods and assures Itadori. “Understood I’ll do what I can.”

You look at Choso and see him look concerned over what Itadori just ordered someone to do with what seems to be so much ease. But there’s nothing you can say to comfort him if you have no solution for that yourself. So you let it be.

“Fushiguro,” Itadori drifts his attention back to his friend. “What should I do?”

“First,” Fushiguro responds and lifts a finger. “We’ll go back to Jujutsu High and contact Master Tengen. We need to find out how to remove the seal on the prison realm. Also,” he lifts a second finger. “What are Noritoshi Kamo’s concrete objectives and future moves. The culling game is Jujutsu terrisom like never before. To fix this mess, we need to find the answers to these questions and I think only Master Tengen knows.”

“Maybe Tsukumo knows,” Itadori suggests.

You lean forward and cut in to answer. “This was her idea. We’re meeting up with her next, she’s hiding at the school.”

Itadori looks over at you and his eyebrows furrow in confusion. “Hiding?”

“She’s avoiding the higher-ups, she tends to do that,” you let him know.

“Hm.”

“The problem is Master Tengen’s concealing barrier, over 1,000 doors are continually shuffling,” Okkotsu interjects to add the major concern. “But only one leads to the tomb of the star corridor where master Tengen resides.”

“And we can’t contact Master Tengen if we don’t pick the right one?” Itadori asks, causing you to nod and hum.

“Mh-hmm, but—”

“Sorry Fushiguro, I have to ask.” Itadori cuts you off which if he just wanted answers from him he should’ve said.

“What happened to Kugisaki?” His sudden change in tone and questions surprise you and now you feel bad. Especially when all he gets is silence from Fushiguro.

“Oh…” Itadori whispers shakily as you see him fist his hand tightly. “I get it. I get it!!” He exclaims and drops his head as he handles his emotions.

“About that barrier,” Choso breaks his silence and catches Fushiguro by surprise, while you smile softly. “There may be a way past it.”

“Oh,” Okkotsu says softly. “You were listening?”

“What do you mean, Choso?” Itadori chimes in.

Choso gets up and steps forward. “Y/N once went in last year to steal the Death Painting Wombs,” he points back at you. “We can do the same.”

You nod and slap your thighs before you get up. “More or less of the same thing,” you add. “But yes we can go in. Choso and I planned it already. All we need is to meet up with Yuki and we can go. But first…”

Dinner!

After you pick up some fast food then you finally head to the school and Yuki. Which, since she is holed up she’s easy to find.

“Honey I’m home!” You announce happily and run past the students walking down the stairs to arrive in the hidden room.

“About time,” Yuki greets back with a small smile.

You offer her a small smile and don’t say a word to Maki Zen’in, you look at her and see the burn marks, but that’s all you do because Satoru told you that she and her classmates don’t like you after last year's events. Which is understandable. Plus you’re also kind of scared of Maki Zen’in. If she turns out anything like her relative she’ll be a terrifying person.

“I’ve brought you your dinner,” you let Yuki know and show off the bag before you run over and wrap an arm around her as a form of a quick greeting. When she takes the bag with her food you then jump over the couch and sit by her. “It’s a bit cold now, sorry it’s a long ways here.”

“It’s fine,” she assures you. “I don’t mind it cold actually.”

You glance at Maki talking to Okkotsu and whisper. “We brought her some too, it’s in the bag, give it to her.”

Yuki looks back at you. “Why don’t you?” She retorts.

You shoot her a pointed look and scoff. “Yeah right. She’s scary, you do it. Besides,” you yawn and lift your legs to rest them on Yuki’s lap as you sit back. “I brought it here.”

“Like if that has anything to do with anything,” she quips and peers back at Maki and Okkotsu.

“Is it okay for you to move around?” You catch Okkotsu ask.

“Yeah no problem,” Maki assures him nonchalantly.

“Here Maki,” Yuki says and hands Maki the food you had brought her before she interjects on the matter they were just speaking of. “It can’t be helped with burn scars. Even reverse cursed technique leaves a mark. I’d expect nothing less from someone physically gifted through heavenly restriction. It was her inborn physical toughness, not curse tolerance, that saved her life. It’s bad about the business with the head of the family.”

You scoff in amusement at that last bit.

“Well,” Maki says. “I wasn’t going for it. Megumi,” she changes the subject and looks over at Fushiguro. “What about Master Tengen’s barrier?”

“About that,” he mutters.

Alas, he doesn’t get to finish because Choso then steps forward and pats his shoulder to cut in. “I’ll explain.”

Since you already listened to his plan, and you went over it with him not so long ago you close your eyes to try and get a quick power nap, maybe?

“Between the doors and the tomb lies the cursed warehouse where Jujutsu High stores cursed tools and objects,” you hear his explanation in the background. “It holds the remains of my younger brothers Noranso, Sho-oso, Tanso, Sanso, Kotsuso, and Shoso. Even if they are remains, with the six together, a side effect of my cursed technique should provide some guidance.”

“Good!” Yuki exclaims and then moments after that you feel an elbow hit the side of your boob.

“Ow,” you whine and open your eyes, catching Yuki getting up as she takes a bite of her food—“you just hit my boob,” you snap.

“You were asleep.”

You pout in annoyance. “I didn’t even get to,” you grumble and lazily push yourself off the couch.

“That’s fine but,” Maki adds to the previous topic. “Who’s this guy?”

You glance over at Choso and before you can properly introduce him, Itadori responds, making you look over at him with curiosity.

“For now, think of him as my big brother,” he shares, making you smile proudly for Choso.

And when you look at him again you see him look completely baffled before he throws his head up and exclaims out of excitement. “Yuji!!!”

This is the first time you’ve heard him yell like that, he’s usually so soft-spoken, both because he's reserved and nonchalant. So hearing him shout with so much emotion actually makes you happy and even prouder that it was Itadori who got that out of Choso.

“See,” you tell him right away as you meet halfway to follow the others out of the hideout. “What did I tell you? He just needed time.”

Choso's lips pull to a wobbly smile and you can’t help but smile wider and with more admiration.

“You were right,” he says in a happy quivering voice.

You wrap your arm around his shoulders and give him a friendly partial hug. “I’m happy for you,” you let him know, making him look over at you with his eyes glossy and his smile unbreakable.

“Thank you, y/n,” he says in a soft voice.

You respond with a grin and steal a glance at his lips, which he answers by looking at your own lips.

But, neither of you do a thing about it, you pull your arm off his shoulders and look away, catching Yuki watching you.

Thus to get away from your temptation you skip over and catch up to Yuki as you walk out the door and step outside.

“Now that everything is tense here will you be staying longer?” You ask her since she still likes to bounce from place to place.

“Hm, no,” she answers without thinking about it. “I’ll take a vacation after this.”

You scoff.

“Why don’t you and your girl come with me?” She nudges your arm. “You deserve it.”

You draw out a deep breath. “I don’t think I can,” you break it to her right away. “So much to do here. I mean, I would like to take a vacation, but I don’t think I can anytime soon.”

“You have a mountain of people who can take care of your community while you’re gone, I mean Larue still lives there,” she brings up.

You avert your gaze and mumble, “yeah I know, but I need to take care of stuff here. It’s not…it was easier when Suguru was with me.”

“Oh.” Yuki proceeds to go quiet for a moment before she comes up with a way around your predicament. “Well, we don’t have to just leave. We can plan it.”

You hum and look over at her. As she feels your stare she looks at you and stares into your eyes before she quips. “Your eyes still creep me out. They’re like little torches.”

You laugh and smirk as something pops into your mind. “You know who likes my eyes?” You ask playfully.

Yuki's eyebrows furrow and she presses. “Who?”

You grin. “My sexy pirate husband.” You snicker.

Yuki rolls her eyes and groans.

“Wait who?” Itadori asks from the front of the damn group.

“Don’t—”

“Will Turner,” you share happily even if he was eavesdropping.

“Who?”

You happily pull your phone out and quickly find a photo of the man you’re talking about in your gallery. “Him, a character from a pirate movie,” you show off proudly. “Sexy pirate husband!”

Choso had walked to Itadori’s side amidst your conversation with Yuki and slowly looks over his shoulder to see who it is you’re speaking about.

“Isn’t he dreamy?” You coo and lean your head against your phone.

“Tsk.” Someone lets out with clear annoyance, but you don’t see who.

“He’s a fictional character,” Yuki likes to point out.

“So? He’s still hot.” You snap and keep admiring the picture. “Especially in that one scene where he grazes his lips over his lover's leg.” You giggle. “I never wanted to be someone so bad until the day I saw that scene. I combusted that day.”

“You need to obsess over a real man,” she teases.

“Like Legolas,” you add quickly and snap your fingers.

“Fictional elf,” she remarks.

“You sound like Suguru,” you mutter and put your phone away. “It’s okay, I've got plenty of love to go around.” You touch your chest and she rolls her eyes, making you snicker and see in that moment Maki Zen’in looking back at you. Not Yuki, you.

Since it is quite a long walk towards Tengen, there’s a lot of time, and she keeps glancing back at you as if looking for something in you. And you have an idea of what it is.

“If you’re looking for an apology,” you cut in bluntly. “You won’t get one.”

Maki looks back again and keeps her eye on you.

“You wouldn't get one even if you had died. I did what I thought was right that day.”

“You almost killed us, was that right?” She argues, and you chuckle.

“If we wanted you dead,” you mention with a smirk. “We would’ve killed you. I could’ve killed you before you lifted your weapon that day. But you’re here. You all are.”

Maki doesn’t counter with anything anymore, there was just no reasoning that would change your mind and nothing to throw at you that would affect you in any way she wanted, so she leaves it be and you continue.

“I’ll tell you this. To all you kids…” you pause and let out a deep breath, and all the kids you’re referring to look back at you one way or another.

“Don’t feel sorry or drown in guilt,” you continue with confidence so they believe what you’re saying. “Because there will come a time in your sorcerer career in which you will face a difficult situation. It’s a part of being a sorcerer. If you go on to think about it you will destroy yourself, so the best thing to do is let it go and live your life.”

Suguru faced a difficult situation and he drowned in the aftermath. He was never the same after that. You’ve faced difficult situations and you chose to get better because of it. That’s what you want for them as students, so you hope they listen, and you hope Itadori especially takes that advice.

“We’re here,” Yuki announces. “Just past those doors will be the main doors that lead to the barrier.”

You look around and it’s quiet, so you point it out. “Hey, there’s no guards.”

“There’s a lot to do,” Yuki says as she walks ahead when Fushiguro opens the doors. “Besides the last time you came here, you came to steal.”

True.

“Meh,” you let out and walk in after her.

Once everyone is inside, Choso opens the door and right away you’re bombarded by a thousand doors and memories.

The last time you were here you burnt all the doors down except for one, this time there’s no such disaster, Choso follows his brotherly instincts and leads everyone to red double doors at the top row of doors.

Perhaps if you had him last year you could have come and left before Satoru found you, maybe you could have found Suguru and saved him that day…

“Without a doubt, my brothers sleep beyond those doors,” Choso shares as he gently touches the door. “Let’s open them.”

You stay where you are and watch Choso and Itadori pull open the doors and welcome a dark eerie sight you recognize, meaning you’re on top of the dead forest.

“Let’s go,” Yuki urges the group and walks to the doors. “Deep in, there’s an elevator to the tomb.”

She jumps down first and Choso and Itadori follow. You let Okkotsu and Maki follow behind them before you land in the eerie dead forest.

“It’s even more eerie than I remember,” you murmur with distaste and break into a quick pace to catch up to Yuki as she leads the group forward now, past the warehouse, the place where Choso’s brothers are being kept, but can’t get into just yet.

They’re all just past his grasp, all he’s wanted in this world, but he has to leave them behind for now to help Itadori. Which shouldn’t take so long, but you can imagine his impatience and frustration by being so close, but not being able to reach them. It’s also why you can’t help but admire him though, he’s willing to walk away without them and wait longer for the little brother he just met.

Yet where there’s admiration you also mostly feel bad for him when you look back and see him with his hand pressed against that metal door, and a look of longing on his pale face.

You can relate to that longing, you've missed your brother too. He’s trapped now too waiting to be let out. You’d tell Choso that, comfort him over the fact that he’ll get them out soon enough because this is something you’ve talked with him about, but as you keep peering back you see that Itadori is with him, so you let them have this moment and continue at Yuki’s side. Pius you shouldn’t say a thing, he’ll just give you his rare and charming smiles, and your heart will swoon and sigh, while your mind clears and thinks about nothing else but him and how much you like to see him smile. And you can’t be swooning over him, you’ve told yourself that already.

However, when you’re on that elevator ride down, you end up beside him and you can’t help yourself. Besides it’d be rude not to, right?

“There’s only one way out,” you whisper so your conversation is not the center of attention in the silence. “You’ll take them with you on your way out.”

Choso sighs deeply and nods. “Yes, I know.”

You look over at him and he looks at you.

“You did what you promised,” he whispers with his eyes softening. “Thank you.”

Why can’t he just stay nonchalant? Why does he have to look at you in such a gentle way?

“In the end, I didn’t do a thing, you did, so don’t thank me,” you argue since it’s true.

“You still came,” he rebuttals.

“Well—”

“I thought you said to listen when someone is giving you gratitude,” he argues, making you grow flustered and grin at the floor over the fact that he’s using your own lesson back at you.

“Take it,” he insists.

You let out a deep breath and then look up at him with a softer smile. “You welcome Choso.” You give in.

Choso holds your gaze and hums.

The elevator doors proceed to open and you force yourself to quickly look away before your desire burns hotter and you’re tempted to close the gap and feel the warmth of his lips on yours. Nonetheless, when you step out behind the others, you wish you could be enveloped in that sweet moment again because now you see blood stained on the ground and their faces become clearer than the sky.

You didn’t know them long whatsoever, but the deaths of Kurio and Amanai still had an impact. Amanai’s death is why you hate non-sorcerers the way you do now.

“Blood stains?” Itadori is the only one that probes. “What happened here?”

You fall behind this time and stare at the large blood stain that they couldn’t remove, a bad memory of a sad day.

“It was 11 years ago,” you mutter and continue to lag behind.

“Y/N,” Choso calls out when he sees you fall behind.

You hesitate before you look over at him and break away to fall beside him and continue to follow the group.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

You meet his worried gaze and assure him with a gentle nod.

“Now that I think about it,” Yuki adds thoughtfully. “That’s when everything began to get distorted.”

You enter the tunnels that lead to the last barrier and approach the spot where Amanai died.

“All right, everyone the main shine is through here,” Yuki shares as she approaches the end of the tunnel.

Nevertheless, when you all walk out instead of seeing the row of buildings and the spot where Amanai died, you actually walk into a purely white room with nothing but what seems to be an endless room.

“Uh, this not the way to the shrine,” you point out.

“Damnit,” Yuki hisses.

“There’s nothing here,” Itadori points out the obvious, and Fushiguro follows to add a comment.

“This is the main shrine?”

Then again you never seeked the main shrine so what if this is it?

“No,” Yuki clarifies. “It’s rejecting us. Tengen doesn’t interfere with this world, but I thought contact was possible now that Six Eyes are sealed. I was too optimistic.” She mumbles.

You groan. “Well Tengen probably has the answer on how to get Satoru out,” you spat in frustration. “We have to keep trying.”

Yuki peers at you over her shoulder with a glare directed at the being not welcoming you in. “There’s probably archives with answers on the Prison Realm in your family home.”

You scoff. “My family home?” You remark as if it’s a joke.

Yuki nods. “The big families keep secrets no one else does, our answers will be there.”

You step towards her and argue “Yuki without Satoru gone I am not welcome home. I'm disowned in the eyes of my parents and the rest of my family.”

“I know,” she rebuttals. “But I am sure they’ll let us in when you tell them what you’re after.”

You part your lips to argue, but she’s right, so you just huff and already begin to dread what you have to do.

“Let’s head back then,” Okkotsu interjects. “We can break apart, some of us can get answers on how to get Gojo out, while some others go and help Tsumiki, she doesn’t have time.”

You groan and ball your hands into fists as you grow nervous about going home. You’re not even out of this space and you’re already starting to feel nauseous.

“Leaving so soon?” A voice booms out, causing your shoulders to jump, and your hand to fly over to grab Choso’s arm as if it were instinct.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” they add behind you, so you look back and see a tall…creature with a weirdly shaped head and four eyes.

“Child of Zen’in, Child of Gojo…”

Tsk.

“…Michizane’s descendent, Death Painting Womb, and Sukuna’s vessel.”

Tengen?

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A/N- Just make out already!

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[jujutsutrash]

Never mind me this is just my self indulgent weird scenarios. no real content warnings. maybe some angst.

Thinking about Noritoshi Kamo x Reader where it doesn't work out. he is too caught up in his clan bullshit and you don't want to get trapped in that baggage. he needs to become head of the clan, he will need to have a proper spouse. and you don't wanna be judged constantly by his family. so you run, leave the country even, and he never hears from you. he only knows you are alive because every now and again someone from the Tokyo School travels to visit. he doesn't see you for years. until one day he does.

A heavy hearted Noritoshi Kamo who has to visit the Tokyo School one day and ends up seeing you. after four years that seemed like an eternity, he sees you. you. with Yuuta Okkotsu brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. a small boy in his arm.

A phased Noritoshi who has to keep himself from staring in disbelief. you and Yuuta haven't noticed him yet but the boy turns his face around and his eyes catch Noritoshi's. it's only a split second but it feels like infinity.

It has been fours years since you left. you had always been close with Yuuta – and the special grade was always free to travel. it has been four years. Noritoshi tries not to think about it. but that boy looks nowhere under three.

The next time Noritoshi sees you, you are alone. you both exchange greetings, it's polite but distant. his eyes linger on what changed and what remained the same. your eyes have the same shape he knows so well, but they look tired now. your lips follow the same curves, but your smile has changed.

He doesn't ask about the kid, you don't comment either. your greeting is like a business transaction, done and over with. a braver man would have asked, but he isn't quite so brave. so you part ways, he doesn't learn the name of the kid, or his age for that matter.

Noritoshi later catches a glimpse of the boy with Maki – she was one of the few people he knew visited you with regularity, so it made sense. then he sees the kid again with Yuuta. it's through a window, and once more the boy turns around when Yuuta isn't looking.

He doesn't want to stare, not really. but Noritoshi can't help but notice his traits. the little boy has your skin complexion and the shape of your eyes. his hair is raven black, falling straight to his chin. Noritoshi never saw pictures of you as a child – and now he is left wondering.

Noritoshi walks away before he can be noticed. but not before he hears the boy call for his father. when Yuuta's gentle tone responds, Noritoshi feels a sting. he leaves the Tokyo campus that day. he doesn't return for over a year.

In the meantime, Noritoshi learns that you returned to action as a sorcerer. he overhears about where you had lived abroad, and the name of the boy. your son. Katsuhiro. it's a beautiful name, he thinks.

The next time Noritoshi sees Katsuhiro is when he needs to visit the Tokyo campus again. he'd made sure to arrange his trip when you'd be on a mission, but fate didn't care. he spots the kid with Choso, the half cursed spirit taking the little boy somewhere inside the school.

The kid should be about five by now - or closer to six by different calculations. Noritoshi tries not to think too hard about it. about how he is at the age where cursed techniques manifest. about how he heard nothing of it. about how Choso would be a good choice if one needed to train a child with blood manipulation without reaching the Kamo clan.

A braver man would have asked you, but he isn't brave. and now he lingers in the hallway, staring at the place where they turned around – one foot stepping into the sunlight coming through the window, and he doesn't know if he wants to move forward.

Noritoshi tries not to think about it. he really does. not to wonder about what lies behind the walls he cannot cross. not to muse on what ifs. he tries not to think about it. but now he can't even sleep – the thoughts won't silence for a second.

[satorugojooo]

SO GOJO SATORU IS FINALLY BACK!

Since our dear strongest sorcerer is back, I prepared a one-shot, the leaks came out when I was in the high school, and I was literally about to scream in the middle of the class so hope that you will enjoy it! I really missed my man and I can't wait to see how the others will react when they will see the one and only Gojo Satoru.

Genre: fluff and angst, but only a lil since this is a joyful moment.

Warnings: blood, angst, break-down, but other than that nothing too bad.

Pairings: Gojo Satoru x fem!reader

You can drop requests on my profile!

How many days it's been? A lot, 19 to be precise, but these days felt like years for you. You were Gojo's fiance, and you yourself were a very strong special grade sorcerer.

Everything went crashing down at Shibuya, you wish that cursed day wouldn't exist, since it's the day when you didn't just loose your beloved, but you met your evil uncle as well, or better said, the person that took over your uncle, Kamo Noritoshi. That's right, you were part of the Kamo clan, and you inherited their blood manipulation, but the special thing about you was that you also had the light technique, one that you got from your mother side.

"So where do you want to unseal him Hm? In this room?" Hana asked and Yuji pondered.

"Hmm is that the best idea?" he wondered and another guy came.

"If you unseal him here I'll decorate the room-" he said and you and Shoko walked in.

"Y/n-sensei, Ieiri-san!" Itadori said as he came to you. You tried to give him a weak smile even if you were too tired to pretend that you were okay.

"Ah y/n, could you bring me a coffee please I feel like I'll sleep here." Shoko said and you just nodded leaving.

"Ieiri-san, do you think it's the best to hide this from y/n ?" Yuji asked and Shoko nodded.

"If we can't unseal Gojo she will be totally broken and we don't need that, she needs to stay here protected by Choso." she said and Yuji nodded.

When you returned with the coffee you saw only Shoko în the room with Choso.

"Oh uh, where's everyone?" you asked and Shoko just smiled.

"They left to take some sort of weapons or cursed objects from somewhere. I wasn't that focused but they will be alright." she said and you nodded.

"Ah okay, well here's your coffee." you said and she smiled.

"Thank you y/n, now if you excuse me I should go see how is that girl doing." she said and left. You presumed that she meant a patient or something.

"How are you y/n-Chan?" Choso asked and you just smiled sadly.

"Trying to be okay... Choso-kun." you said as he smiled. Since you found out that choso's dad was kenjaku that made you both cousins, but he treated you like his sister so you did the same.

"You know that me and Yuji-kun are here for you, whenever you need it." he said and you smiled.

"Of course, and I appreciate it." you said and he smiled.

As you both stood in silence you suddenly looked at Choso.

"Choso, please be honest, did everyone actually go somewhere important but they didn't tell me?" you said and he tried to look away.

"Choso please, I can't stay here while they are in danger." you pleaded and he just sighted.

"Okay, they left to unseal Gojo, but since they weren't sure how things would go they didn't tell you." he said and you looked at him.

"They did what??? I'm going right now." you said and he tried to stop you but you were very quick.

"Y/n!" Choso said as he tried to run after you.

After some running you arrived on the field where they were about to unseal Gojo.

"Y/n!" Choso yelled as he finally caught up with you. You looked at him and saw that he looked at you concerned.

"Y/n it's not safe to just go like that, you know that your kenjaku's target, and on top of that-"

"Y/n?" you heard a voice and you froze. You weren't sure if it was real, but you quickly turned around just to see Shoko and Itadori... Followed by Gojo. You gasped and out your hand over your mouth.

"S-satoru?" you asked and he quickly approached you enveloping you in a hug. He wore a black shirt that complimented him very much and you were so shocked to see that he was well. Even if just 19 days passed it felt like years have passed. While he held you close you started crying in his chest. He just caressed your head gently and kissed it.

"It's okay sweetheart, I'm here now you can relax." he said and you looked up to him with tears.

"I can't believe that your finally out... I missed you so much never do this to me again, never!" you said and he smirked.

"Awhhh so you did miss me, well glad that I'm back." he said and you just buried your face even more in his chest. After you calmed down you looked at him and he smiled. Shoko already took Yuji and Choso away to give you two some space and you could see Satoru's loving gaze.

"I missed you as well y/n, you were the only thing that gave me streight în that cursed box, without you I think I would have went insane." he said and you just smiled at him.

"Át least now your here, but never leave me again okay?" you said and he nodded. As his face got closer to yours he united his lips with yours and you closed your eyes. The kiss was full of hope and love for each other, totally describing your reunion. When you broke up you looked at him and smiled.

"I promise you that on 24th December it will end, everything will become like it was before." he said and you nodded trying not to tear up again remembering how many lives you lost trough these 19 days.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't protect Nanami, Nobara, Tengen, Yuki and the others-" you said as you looked in the ground and he just hugged you even more tightly.

"It's okay, they did their best, just like you did, it's not your fault that they are gone." he said and you nodded. He quickly wiped your tears with his thumbs and smiled.

"Come now darling, we have to prepare for the last fight don't we? After all you were always the brain behind every successful mission." he said and you nodded. You were going to defeat Kenjaku and bring Megumi back even if it was the last thing that you'll do.