#teen Shoko

[n4tek]

Teacher!Yuuji AU I have been thinking about

[turn-my-hollow-purple]

1 AM

Warnings: nothing really explicit, but smut implied… dirty talk, mdni

This is what I decided to do instead of my homework 😔 please enjoy

What the fuck is that sound? Shoko thought to herself. It was a rhythmic tapping sound and it was annoying here to no end. It was one in the morning, her usual time she spent getting high instead of sleeping. She found more comfort in cigarettes and lighters than in actual sleep. 

The sound kept persisting and it was agitating Shoko to no end during her “self care time” which is what she called it. 

She left her room, cigarette in hand and she crept barefoot down the hall. The noise got louder as she approached Geto’s room, which was directly next to her room on the left. Pressing her ear to the door, she heard labored breathing and her jaw dropped. She couldn’t even begin to imagine what was going on in Geto’s room, the possibilities were endless and it made her gag silently. 

Now she was faced with the question… does she interrupt and tell Geto to stop whatever the hell he was doing…? Or did she leave it be? 

Shoko went with the former and knocked silently on the door. There was no response which made her queasy. She knocked again and then opened the door. 

Geto was on the floor, just wearing boxers and doing push-ups. He glanced up. 

“Oh sorry, Shoko. I didn’t see you there.” He stopped and stood up. “Everything alright?” 

Her mouth was slightly open as she glanced around the room. “What are you doing?” 

“Working out? I get embarrassed to do it during the day,” he mumbled, cheeks flushed slightly. 

Shoko laughed and took a puff of her cigarette. “Alright. It’s making the floor click in my room so if you could please hurry it up so I can continue my self care, that would be must appreciated.” 

Geto snorted. “Your self care is just getting high until you fall asleep.” 

“Yes, and? You’re distracting my zen,” she grumbled leaving the room and shutting her door. 

After Geto knew she was for sure gone he whispered “alright, c’mon Satoru, she’s gone.” 

Gojo climbed out from under Geto’s bed, completely naked, his cock hard, causing Geto to smirked. 

“Still hard after our little break?” 

Gojo snickered. “Your voice is just a turn on, Suguru. Now come here.” 

Geto made his way and pinned Gojo to the bed. “I’m gonna fuck you senseless, but I swear to god if Shoko comes in again because of you, you’re losing your privileges,” Geto groaned to Gojo.

[draftsofl]

TGIF

These donuts from JCO is the best!! Also, handmade pin: teen satoru together with the others are coming. I'll update soon!

[melminli]

crush

pairing: gojo satoru x fem. reader

summery - just gojo being delusional

contains: gojo being silly, him annoying geto and shoko with his behavior

a dreamy sigh left gojo's lips as he stared into nothing. it was not the first and probably not the last, as he seemed to wait for one of his friends to finally ask him what was on his mind.

"what." geto asked, finally annoyed and couldn't take it anymore.

a light giggle escaped his best friend at his question. "well..." he began to tell, twirling an imaginary strand between his fingers. "...me and a certain someone had a moment today." he finally announced proudly and hid his face with his hands like a high school girl afterward.

his two friends looked a little pained at the scene because that's what this was. embarrassing and painful. "what happened." shoko asked disinterestedly, knowing that if she didn't engage in the conversation a bit, it would only drag on.

you were a third year jujutsu sorcerer, one year above them. because your grade, as well as theirs, had a very limited number of students it was not uncommon for you to be thrown together in different constellations from time to time. whether for lessons or missions.

and for a while now, satoru had a massive crush on you and wouldn't stop talking about it.

"okay, you're not going to believe this." he started telling the story that wasn't really a story since it was just so short. "but she asked me this morning how my weekend was, can you believe that? guys, i think she wants me."

geto and shoko's eyes met at what he said, though they really shouldn't be surprised anymore.

a few weeks ago, you lent him a pen in class because he didn't have one. nothing special if you're not caught in your own delusions. satoru has been talking ever since then about how you'd definitely want to marry him, and he also started to look at houses where you could be living together after that happened.

"sure." shoko said and hoped that was enough to get him to shut up. even if it only fed his delusions.

geto laughed lightly. "i don't know, man, but you really need to stop doing that. this can't be healthy."

[artkiving]

Little Megumi takes Gojo's picture on his Graduation day, (2008)

"They only had each other." 🩷

please zoom in for better quality and close-up details like satoru's yellow socks with hearts on them and megumi's pink Nike shoes (I spent an awful amount of time on them😭) I'm still new at drawing backgrounds but I like how this turned out.

(Reference below) Reblogs and Shares always appreciated! thank you💕

[letsdontdie]

Not a good time

[superluver]

Happy Hands G.S.

Pairing: teen!Gojo Satoru x teenFEM!Reader

wc: 1154 | cw: CURSING, shoko smoking, Satoru being super annoying, reader beats up satoru, fem!reader, reader has the patience of a philosopher, crackfic, vomiting, NOT PROOFREAD PER USUAL 😋😋

Description: Satoru is annoying the living shit out of you, so you beat him up

(Someone submit something for me to write 😔)

“DUH DUH DUH DUHHHHH,” you make the beat of the song in front of the two.

Shoko stares at you with furrowed eyebrows, thinking hard. Chewing her cigarette, she waves her hand.

“Wait- wait, do it again.”

“Like everyone knows this song!— Or at least the person that made this song." You shout at her. Suguru snaps his fingers, your heart skips a beat, someone finally got it—

“Happy birthday.” He says with full confidence, then leans back in his seat with a smile. What he doesn’t expect is for you to punch his desk, causing it to explode. The wood scatters around the room like a mini bomb went off.

The screeches of his chair sliding on the ground fill the room as he backs from you.

“It was obviously Michael Jackson.” A voice from the door rolls his eyes. Satoru, in all his glory. He goes to sit down beside Shoko, but you kick his seat before he could take a seat.

“You weren’t playing.” You tell him dryly.

Shoko feels shivers crawl up her back. It’s not that you’re stronger than Gojo. No way, in combat he would 100% win. But, it’s just that your family is known to break infinity.

Cursed hands, family born with seals on their hands. Much like the inumaki clan, the (l/n) clan their own powerful seal.

“(N/n)?! Are you still mad at me, seriously?!” He pouts, dragging his seat back to his desk.

You clench your fists, staring down at him but not saying anything.

Shoko thinks three punches, and it’ll go down. Suguru thinks one if he can rile you up real good: One to break, another for the punch.

That’s what he was trying to do anyway. Yesterday, Satoru put cockroaches in your closet to get you angry enough to destroy his infinity because you refused to reason with him at 10:00 in the evening. But you didn’t get mad at him. No, mad wouldn’t even describe how you were feeling.

It was pure rage.

But you didn’t take it out on him. Instead, you went into Shoko’s room to sleep.

“(Y/nnnnn)!” The annoyance whines, holding his desk from the other side and batting his eyelashes at you.

“Suguru, pick a number, one, two, or three?” You ask him sweetly.

“Uh, three?”

You nod, clenching your fists before sucking in. Satoru screams, ducking as you wind up your fists, the room shaking with crazy wind. “Three punches it is—”

The seal on your hand glows as Satoru puts up infinity, covering his face. Shoko is standing beside Suguru, squinting as your fist nears the six eyes' precious face.

Yaga though, with his impeccable timing, comes in, placing one of his dolls to catch the punch. It ends up exploding into smithereens, and Yaga, though clearly distraught, sighs.

You glare at Satoru one last time before kicking his chair’s leg, hoping he would fall, then taking your seat beside him.

“Anyone want to tell me what was happening here?”

The three glare at Satoru, who smiles innocently. Raising his hand up in the air, “I was brutally assaulted by (Y/N) senseiiii!”

“I didn’t even touch you.”

“You put cockroaches in her closet.”

“I think you deserved it,” Suguru finishes off the complaints, smiling sweetly as his friend is put in hot water.

Yaga furrows his eyebrows, rubbing the corners of his eyes as he tiredly groans. “It’s too early to deal with the four of you—”

“It’s only one of us, sensei!” You chirp, trying to be polite, but Satoru can see your glare at him through your kind face.

Yaga sighs before turning to the board, with chalk in his hand, he begins the lesson of the day.

-

“How boooring!” You stretch, making your way to tree where the four of you— yes, including Satoru— would be eating lunch.

Shoko passes you a mason jar to open for her, and you take it.

It shatters in your hold.

You blink, feeling the liquid fall over your hands. “Oh shit, she’s still mad at youuu!” Suguru teases, causing Satoru to nudge him aggressively.

“I’m fine,” You hold your hand out to Shoko once more, “Hand me another one.”

Hesitantly, she digs in the basket, taking another mason jar and shakily giving it to you. By the time all your fingerpads got on it, it, once again, shattered in your hold.

“Okay now what the fuck.”

“You’re doing it on purpose.” Satoru tells her smugly.

He’s trying to rile you up, and it’s working. Now, he really didn’t tamper with the mason jars, that was alllll you, but now he’s taking advantage of the situation. He can tell it’s working from the vein that’d popping out from your jaw.

He noticed it happened a lot when you clenched your jaw too much.

“One more time.” You ask, and Shoko— who really doesn’t want to give it to you— glances at Suguru, who just shrugs.

“C’mon on guys, last time. Promise.”

Now that didn’t sound so good. Whatever you were planning definitely had something to do with Satoru.

Shoko, scared it would explode on her, threw it to you. And, surprisingly this time, it didn’t burst.

“Heh, would you look at—”

It exploded again, but not in your hands. On Satoru’s infinity.

You threw it straight for his head, luckily he unconsciously put up infinity after feeling your anger.

“What the- OOF!”

Not only did you break his infinity on the first punch, but it made contact with his skin. He gasped, rolling away from the impact with a still cocky laugh.

You huffed, and surprisingly he still had the energy to talk.

“That was noth— BLEGHH”

“EW SATORU!” Suguru shouts, immediately standing up and watching as his best friend hack and gag away in the grass on his hands and knees from a distance.

Shoko grimaces, watching as you stand up, stomping over in his direction, kicking the living shit out of him.

“I should kill you right now.” You say coldly, stomping on him

“Ow! Suguru, Shoko! Help me!” He says, yelping as you continue to assault him.

They glance away, whistling to themselves because, suddenly, the sky looks super interesting.

When you’re done, you plop beside him, and he’s grinning at you, somehow.

You’re huffing, exhausted.

“Don’t do that again.”

“Got it.” He murmurs, holding his stomach in agony.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep, so could you—”

“Count sheep, Satoru.” You sigh, patting his head warmly, almost guiltily before standing up, walking off back towards the school. Shoko snapping numerous photos of a beaten up Satoru in the grass.

“Heh, I am so gonna print those out.” She chuckles, trailing behind your huffing figure.

They all leave him alone in the grass, and finally he can relax with a sigh.

No one can really see hearts behind his covered eyes, and thank god for that.

-

Thank you guys for the support on ‘What was in the bag’, I really appreciate it ���🙏 I feel like i should make a master list but like I don’t really say anything on here other than stories so I guess there’s no need for that now. BUT ANYWAYS, SOMEONE ANYONE SUBMIT ME SOMETHING TO WRITE I’LL DO IT I SWEAR 🙏🙏😞

[rosekeu]

birthday girl : s. gojo

a/n: small drabble. im bored.

omg imagine the first birthday you spend with gojo ever was your first year at jujutsu tech and he's a bit nervous, its been a bit over half a year of knowing each other and when you first walk into your first class its just a surprise party.

just all of your friends including your teacher, (gojo, getou, shoko, yaga)

as you walked into the classroom, all of them yelled "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" and shoko blew on the tiny plastic kazoo in her mouth while satoru placed a puffy birthday hat on you. you held the biggest smile and everyone looks at you a bit confused... getou facepalming.

you obviously look at them with the same puzzled expression. "whats wrong?"

shoko snorts a bit and then answers. "your hat... it has the number one..." and she burst out laughing. you quickly take it off to see if its true and you look at it surprised to see a cute puffy pink cone hat with the number one on it.

"satoru was supposed to responsible for the decorations, including the hats." getou said trying to keep a straight face as he bumped gojo's shoulder. the white haired teen only chuckled as he rubbed the nape of his neck. gojo just bought the cutest ones.. he didn't know it was for a 1 year old's birthday...

"hey! its obviously because- she is-" he thought about it for a second and you raised a brow.

"she is number one in our hearts!!" he said as he held up a heart figure with both of his hands [imagine this 🫶🏼]

everyone burst out laughing.

..

later in the evening i think he'd be the most nervous because everyone else had given you a gift. shoko had gifted you a handmade matching bracelet. getou gave you an adorable pair of socks. even yaga had secretly given you money heh.

and you were yet to receive satoru's long awaited gift.

as you were getting ready to chill on your cozy bed and watch your favorite show, someone knocked at the door.

you opened it and were meet by the familiar energetic, satoru.

"hiya! just wanted to stop on by to see the birthday girl..haha.." you could instantly hear the pure nervousness in his voice.

"okay.. did you wanna stay over tonight?"

"uhm yes, but i came here to something else too." his voice softened as he sat down on you bed, you made your way over to him.

"what's up?"

one of his hands seemed hidden behind his back. holding something you assumed. he took off his rounded glasses and took out a small black box. "i wanted to save my gift for last... i know it's not much but-"

you snatched the box out of his clammy hands and opened it. you found a delicate silver necklace, with an infinity sign. "now i know it might be a bit cringey because of my whole infinity thing but i didn't buy it because of that, i promi-"

"i love it." you cut him off. you knew satoru wasnt that self centered. if anything you thought it was supposed to mean you everlasting friendship with him. (that might become something more..)

you held the piece of jewelry in you palm, quickly unclasping the hook. "will you put it on me?"

your hand extened towards satoru. your back now face him and you gently moved your hair to one side. it took some finicking to put on but he eventually got it.

"thank you. i really like it."

"see i was just saving the best gift for lasttt." he remarked, with a certain glint in his eyes. you chuckled, and hugged him. "i really do mean it, it's perfect."

a familiar warmth started to pool in his cheeks, and his strong arms wrapped around you.

"im glad you like it princess."

THEN YOU GOT THE GREATEST DI- im jk :p

[deathshallbethelastenemy]

baby, you're the life of the party (5)

TEEN!gojo x FEM!reader (soulmate AU)

It's his birthday and he's acting spoiled

TW⚠️: slightly suggestive, gojo is being gojo, slight manipulation (if you squint), and improper use of curse technique amplification: blue

a/n: im gonna go all the way up! stop hiding!!!!! you hiding forever!!! GEGE when I catch you gege‼️gege when I catch you gege‼️ this has not been proofread

1. what you see, i see

2. where you go, i go

3. you know i adore you

4. i'm crazier for you

To say she was intimidated was an understatement. Satoru had decided that his birthday would be held at his family estate. He had only given her an address when he skipped off grinning ear to ear. Gojo Satoru's family estate was huge. Bigger than she could've ever imagined - huge.

She gripped the present bag a little tighter. She had visited every sweet shop to track down his favorite sweets and went to the video game shop so early in the morning for the new digimon game. He had incessantly been talking about it and it was clear he wanted someone to buy it for him.

Nothing she bought was grand. Nothing she bought would compare to everything he already has.

She wasn't good enough. How could she ever be good enough? He was a powerful sorcerer, who struck fear into every curse he so much as glanced at and he was paired with someone like her? It didn't make any sense. In what way were they equals?

She sucked in a breath as her finger hovered over the doorbell. Maybe, she should go home and change into something nicer?

The gate was pulled open. A fluff of white hair attacked her at the entrance.

"Yay!"

Satoru rushed at her with the biggest grin on his face as he embraced her and spun gleefully with her in his arms.

She flung her arms around his neck and giggled, "Happy birthday, 'toru."

She rested her hands on his shoulders when he finally stopped spinning her around and showed off the present bag to him.

Satoru's grin widened as he snatched the present from her hand and swiftly picked her up in his arms again with his birthday present dangling from his fingers. He was practically skipping his way through the estate and ignored the odd looks he got from anyone who looked their way, he kicked his room's door open.

She thought he would open his present first, but no, he was showering her with kisses on her cheeks and neck instead.

She really shouldn't have kissed the corner of his lips. He was already a hot burning fire who would leap at any chance to kiss her and usually she wouldn't encourage it, but it was his birthday - how could she not give at least one kiss.

In her defense, she didn't know she would end up like this - underneath him on his bed as he peppered kisses all over her face and her present sitting prettily forgotten on a nightstand.

"Sa- Satoru," she whispered breathlessly, "what if someone comes in?"

"They'll knock," his lips latched on to her neck.

She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning.

Satoru squeezed her hips.

"You haven't," she tugged on his shirt, "you haven't opened your present."

Satoru smirked, "I'm opening it right now."

His lips trailed up from her neck back to her face as he assaulted her with kisses again.

She giggled, "Satoru!" She gently pushed at his face, "Stop! I should be the one showering you with kisses today."

He grinned, his eyes sparkling with joy behind his glasses. He rolled off of her and leaned his cheek on his hand, "Go on then."

She gently cupped his cheek and softly rubbed her thumb on his soft skin. He leaned against her palm with a hum as his arms moved to wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She pushed his glasses up from his face so she could see his brilliant blue eyes.

Satoru was beautiful. So beautiful.

"I'm waiting," He sang.

She placed a light kiss on his cheek, "How rude," a kiss on his forehead, "of me," a lighter much gentler kiss on his eyelids - his eyes were sensitive after all, "to keep," a kiss on his nose, "my birthday boy," then she grazed her lips against his, "waiting."

Satoru leaned in, but she leaned away from his lips with a smirk dancing on hers.

He absentmindedly chased her, his gaze fixated on her mouth, he whined, "Waiting for months and months and months."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, "I think I've kept you waiting long enough," she ran her fingers through his soft hair, "no?"

"Most definitely."

A sharp tug pulled her into him and crashed their lips together. The pulling sensation stopped as soon as their lips touched and all she could focus on, was on how soft Satoru's lips were on hers. Everything was so plush and warm and soft, even after months of waiting and Satoru being more than a little eager, he was still holding and kissing her so gently. The initial roughness was gone, replaced with heaven.

He was heaven.

Why did she wait so long to finally kiss him? Why did she wait at all that night? Or in the morning, when he was still bloody and he had leaned in to kiss her before he left, why did she stop him then?

They were soulmates. This was always going to happen. The universe would've thrusted them together one way or another, even if she had carried on with her plan to leave Japan and go to school abroad. An invisible string would've always tied her back to him - drawing her to him and him to her.

They were magnetic.

They were inevitable.

They parted and gasped for air. For a split moment her eyes were closed, she could see herself through his gaze - rosy cheeks and smiling, before she opened her eyes to look at him mirroring her expression.

Delighted, she leaned in to kiss him again, but Satoru leaned back, "I'm your boyfriend now, right?" He rubbed their noses together playfully, "For real, real?"

She moved to cup his cheeks with both of her hands, "Always were, 'toru."

Another harsh pull overcame her body as she was pulled impossibly closer to him - Blue, she realized, he was using blue.

She pecked his lips and giggled, "I'm not going anywhere. You don't have to use your curse technique."

Satoru deepened their kiss, "Just making sure, my girl stays near me today." He smiled against her lips, "I get to since it's my birthday and all."

"Don't spoil him too much," someone said at the door, "otherwise, he'll never leave you alone."

They both turned flushed red to see Suguru, with a soft smile on his face, standing at the doorway.

Shoko peeked her head out of Suguru's side, "Are you done?"

Satoru grinned, teeth and all, "Guess who's finally a taken man?"

Suguru and Shoko exchanged a look, "He's definitely never going to shut up about it."

"Definitely." Suguru nodded, "It's no wonder the universe gave him a soulmate, who else would be able to put up with him."

Shoko tilted her head at the girl resting her head on Satoru's shoulder, "You should leave while you still can."

Satoru let out a loud whine, but his soulmate stopped him with a chaste kiss on his cheek, "I would never leave 'toru."

He looked at his friends accusingly, "Yeah!"

They gave themselves another annoyed look - only she could tolerate him.

Suguru shrugged, "At least, I don't have to hear him whine about how he's not your boyfriend yet, and how he wants to kiss you so bad - "

A pillow smacked him right in the head.

Shoko laughed.

Satoru hugged his soulmate closer to him as she playfully smacked his arm, she said, "Satoru!"

Next thing she knew, both boys were on the floor fighting and just as Suguru was going to land a lunch on Satoru's face, his fist rebounded off an invisible wall. Satoru smirked as he extended his infinity to push Suguru off of him and tried to land a punch of his own, but Suguru was quick to react as he summoned a curse to take the brunt of the hit.

Shoko sighed as ______ grumbled at the sight of both of them fighting.

"You can't hit me!" Satoru yelled, "It's my birthday!"

"Like I care!" Suguru shot a curse at him.

Shoko grabbed ______ hand to lead her out of the room and shouted out, "We'll see you both there!"

"Wait - !" A loud smack, "Ow!"

She raised an eyebrow at Shoko, "I thought we were spending his birthday here?"

Shoko shook her head and smirked, "Nah, Gojo just wanted to get you here alone." She whipped out a cigarette from her pocket, "Geto and I crashed. You should've heard the way he was planning this whole week. It was sort of pathetic."

"A plan?"

Shoko hummed, "Mhm," she playfully mimicked Satoru's voice, "Operation: Love Quest!"

Satoru shouted from the door, his eyes shining with betrayal, "Shoko, you promised!"

Suguru laughed beside him and joined in as him and Shoko chanted, "Operation: Love Quest! Operation: Love Quest!"

She couldn't stop the laughter from bubbling out of her, even as Satoru grumbled and pouted like a child the entire day. It wasn't until he was satisfied with the amount of sweets everyone bought him that he stopped jutting out his lower lip.

He was all smiles then, especially when Shoko and Suguru retired for the day and it was just the two of them.

Satoru was quick to kiss her. Rougher than the first time, but still savoring every second their lips were together.

She giggled into the kiss, "Operation: Love Quest?"

This time there was no hint of embarrassment in his face as Satoru smugly smirked, "Well, it worked, didn't it?"

She hummed pleasantly and tugged on his neck to kiss him, "Come on, I got one more present for you."

The bakery wasn't from where they were as they quickly made their way through the crowd of people and walked inside the bakery.

The seats were hung up on the tables and most of the lights were off, but she made her way to the kitchen with ease. She pushed the kitchen doors open to reveal a beautifully adorned baby blue cake and in elegant iced letters: Happy Birthday Satoru.

Geto: you think he's dead???

Part 6: something's made your eyes go cold

Gojo: *in a sugar coma back in his dorm room*

Shoko: probably

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[this-is-mimosa]

PLEASE. LOOK AT HIS FACE. CHANGING FROM SULKING TO SMILING.

THEY ARE SO PRECIOUS I WANT TO BITE THEIR CHEEKS!...

[siriuslysatorusimping]

Menace (Another Level Extra)

I've decided to post a few of the extras on Tumblr as well 😊

Summary

What kind of idiot picks a fight with the strong? He’d asked Suguru that just a few days ago. Now, he had his answer: A little weakling who thinks it’ll be funny. But she wasn’t weak, not really. She was stronger than she looked at first glance. And she sure as hell wasn’t an idiot. Gojo's POV of the follow-up to the 2006 Goodwill Event from Make a God Bleed

Another Level Masterlist

Menace

2006

What kind of idiot picks a fight with the strong?

He’d asked Suguru that just a few days ago.

Now, he had his answer: A little weakling who thinks it’ll be funny.  

But she wasn’t weak, not really. She was stronger than she looked at first glance.

And she sure as hell wasn’t an idiot.

“Satoru-”

“I heard you.” Gojo waved his hand dismissively at Yaga. “I’m going.”

He rolled his eyes and headed toward the medbay.

So that he could apologize to the girl who acted so fuckin cocky in a fight against him.

The fucking brat who had kicked him in the back of the head. 

“I just wanted to make a god bleed.”

He’d fucking make her bleed.

He couldn’t remember a time when he’d felt so irritated in his entire life.

“Is that all you’ve got?”

He had so much more.

Honestly, he couldn’t fucking believe her nerve. Asking that shit when she could barely stand.

Which wasn’t surprising since she’d just taken Lapse Blue head-on.

She’d used a Simple Domain. But it was different from New Shadow Style. She’d called it Last Stand. Whatever it was, it had partially worked.

And it was surprising that she’d activated it in time. It would have been faster to dodge. But she’d clearly wanted to make a point. 

He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he shoved the door to the medbay open.

She was pulling her jacket on, looking perfectly healthy after Shoko’s treatment. But she didn’t look quite as smug as she had before their fight started. Maybe she’d learned her fucking lesson about picking fights with people stronger than she was.

He stepped closer, watching her carefully as she stared straight at his shades. He didn’t really know what to think about her other than that she was interesting and annoying. But he’d been told to apologize for hurting her in a goddamn fight. Even though she’d chosen not to dodge.

“I’ve been ordered to apologize for almost mortally wounding you,” he stated, rolling his eyes at Shoko when she snapped at him. 

Kurisaki’s expression barely changed, only a single brow rising as he spoke. He had to hand it to her. She didn’t even seem phased by him. People would usually either be yelling at him or shrinking away by now.

“But since you don’t exactly seem mortally wounded to me,” he continued, unable to keep the grin from his face. “There’s no need to apologize.”

He wasn’t sorry. They had Shoko, who had clearly gotten her back to tip-top shape. So Kurisaki was fine. The fact that she was meeting his eyes so easily told him as much.

But he did want to know about that Simple Domain she’d used. Only a few knew how to use a Simple Domain, much less knowing enough to come up with a variant.

Before he could ask about it, though, she was speaking, and he felt his eyes narrow slightly. 

“You’re weaker than I expected.”

She was definitely something else. Bold. Acting like a cocky brat.

The look in her eyes told him she knew exactly what she was doing, too.

If she wanted to play, they could play. He was more than willing to show her what else he had to give her. 

Gojo couldn’t help but chuckle as he leaned down until he was eye level with her. Sliding his shades down so she could see his eyes, he smirked as he admitted:

“I think I might like you.”

“Hate to break it to you, but I don’t really care if you like me, Gojo.”

Kurisaki Rinko was interesting, to say the least. Annoying, too.

But he knew she was still trying to mess with him.

“Interesting technique.” He wanted to know about that Simple Domain. And where she’d learned the concept. “How does it work?”

“Maybe I’ll tell you next time we meet.”

She was smirking as she slipped past him and out of the medbay.

Clenching his jaw, he turned to give Shoko a bored look as she snickered at him. He motioned toward the lumps on his head again.

“Can’t you-?”

“Heal them yourself,” Shoko cut him off. “You’ve been trying to learn. What better time?”

Narrowing his eyes at his friend, he shrugged as they walked out of the medbay together.

“You almost killed her, you know,” Shoko stated, puffing her cigarette. “I’m exhausted.”

“Seemed fine to me,” he replied, shrugging again as they exited the building to see Suguru waiting for them.

“Did you apologize to her like sensei said?” he asked, and Gojo rolled his eyes. “Satoru-”

“He didn’t,” Shoko chimed, leaning against the wall. “He said he’d been told to. But he didn’t actually say the words. Like an ass.”

“Never seen you so worked up over a fight,” Suguru mused, taking a seat on the stairs. “Not like you to let someone get to you like that.”

Pushing his shades up his nose, Gojo narrowed his eyes when he saw Kurisaki accepting a hug from Utahime.

“She was annoying,” he griped, dropping down next to Suguru. “On top of that, she was fuckin smug about it, too.”

“I came across her yesterday,” Suguru said, his smirk growing. “She ran away from me.”

“Yeah? What’d you have with you?” Gojo asked, giving him a bored look.

She was irritating, but she clearly wasn’t stupid. That was what pissed had pissed him off the most. She wasn’t just messing with him. If she was stupid, she wouldn’t have lasted as long as she had.

He’d seen through her plan immediately. But could never anticipate which one she was going to switch with because she wouldn’t do it until he was on top of her. Brat waited until the last second to move away. He’d been shocked a few of his punches hadn’t landed because of how late she swapped with her little cursed energy copy.

Suguru grinned before admitting: “The Rainbow Dragon. She looked a bit scared.”

Scoffing, Gojo rolled his eyes as they watched the Kyoto Tech kids follow Gakuganji away. The geezer was saying something Kurisaki. It almost looked like he was scolding her from how she deflated.

“You had the dragon out for the Goodwill Event?” he complained, rubbing the back of his neck. “You’re allowed to use a goddamn dragon, and I got in trouble for using Lapse Blue?”

“You almost killed her,” Shoko snapped, crossing her arms as she stubbed her cigarette out with her shoe. “And I’m exhausted because of it. So I’m going to lay down.”

“I had the dragon out for intimidation purposes,” Suguru noted as Shoko stalked away. “It worked.”

Gojo had used Lapse Blue for the same fucking reason, but the stubborn girl hadn’t moved. It wasn’t like he’d expected her to just let it hit her head on. He’d thought she would dodge. She was clearly quick enough.

There was no way she was only a Grade 3. He wouldn’t be surprised if she was lying about that. Grade 2 would honestly be understating her skill level. She had to be a Semi-Grade 1.

He’d ask Utahime if she’d been telling the truth. And if she wouldn’t tell him, he’d see if he could ask around. He was guessing she’d been scouted, just like Suguru. Had to be why Gakuganji was watching her like a hawk. He had probably found her.

“What did she say to your ‘not apology?’” Suguru asked.

“She told me it was fine,” Gojo stated, rolling his eyes again. “Because I’m weaker than she expected.”

Suguru laughed, slapping him on the back.

“Seems like maybe you met your match, Satoru.”

More like a fucking menace.

[ssaraexposs]

On the left Yuuji's Protection Squad

On the right Gojo's Group

[gardentool]

Shoko: You're like the hot girl every guy wants.

Gojo: I'm the hot girl?

Shoko: You're the hottest girl.

Gojo: I'm the hot girl.

Geto: Yes, you are.

[dirt-and-scrivles]

Hidden inventory rot

[tinfishmeal]

found the pic of the dad chewing his baby sons face and was like yep. thats gojo and megumi lol

[green-crocs12]

what’s going on in my head i made him such a twink