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lunaekalenda · 9 months

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warnings: angst, death, wounds, blood, major jjk manga spoilers

"You always said you were the strongest... Prove it, Toru."

You don't even recognize your own voice, breaking from time to time due to the sobs. His hand sneaks weak to your cheek, taking the tear that it's about to run down your cheek away with his thumb, leaving a little blood trace under your eye. You can't take your gaze away from his, you can't stop pressing the wound of his chest. He smiles, weak, softly, but only for you. You can hear the noise of explosions not far from you, more of your friends getting hurt, more of them dying. You keep pressing his chest while his head lays on your thighs. It's getting worse, but you are too selfish to leave Satoru here, alone, to his slow death. Specially, after he gave his own life for you. You're convinced there has to be a way to save him, to save your other half and the only man you've ever loved so deeply and strong to not be able to imagine a future without him. But still, with every blood drop that escapes between your fingers, a second of his life goes away. His usual pale skin looks transparent under the moon, and his body temperature isn't even close to the heat that receives you when you go to bed late. His blue eyes are teary, fixed on yours, still shining with all those feelings he has told you so many times before. "Toru, you're gonna make it alive." You're not sure to who you're trying to reassure, but a tiny part of your mind wants you to be right. You'll remember this moment when you grow old, he'll tell this story to your grandchildren.

Your tears fall slowly on his cheeks, getting mixed with his own ones, as he catches air to speak, even when you told him not to.

"Don't cry, my love. Don't cry for me." his low voice is followed by violent coughs. You try to calm yourself as you try your best to keep the wound pressed, but he rests his hands on top of yours, trying to put them away of his body, but you are firm on your decision. "Hide. Go away. Save yourself." You reject all his ideas shaking your head, too sad to speak. But then Satoru grips your arm stronger. "I can only trust Megumi to you. He doesn't deserve to lose us both." He caresses your skin lovingly, as he always does.

"He's not gonna lose us, Satoru. We can keep taking care of him together, you're gonna survive." You pray for the fight to be over, to someone to find you both, to someone to help him. He was there on every single scar your skin has now. That's what his wound will be, a scar more on his body.

When Gojo discovered that Sukuna took Megumi as his vessel, one part of him never recovered. Megumi wasn't blood-related to your man, but it was his only family. His child. He taught him how to do the laundry and how to cook. He read stories to him until the kid fell asleep, he made his favorite meal every single birthday the two of them passed alone. It was always Satoru and Megumi, until you entered their life.

Satoru felt like you were the missing puzzle piece for their little family. Megumi loves you as much as you love him. You're an example for the kid, and he has been always nice towards you. And Satoru. Goddess, Satoru is your soulmate.

There's no other way of explaining your bond, and there won't ever be a similar feeling towards anyone. You love him with every inch of your body and every particle of your soul. Your hearts followed the same pace, and you fear that yours will stop as soon as his does. But, as long as you're by his side, you'll make sure it still beats. Satoru sighs when another explosion sounds far, as if the fight was moving towards the surroundings of Tokyo. Sukuna probably believes Satoru is dead, and that's your best option to survive. You're sure someone will come and help you both. Both of you are still there, under an almost demolished building, covered in blood, dust and sweat, but together. Satoru's mind flies towards the events of this afternoon, as his eyes darken a little. He knows it wasn't Megumi, and he knows how to take Sukuna out without hurting him, but still... It was too impressive for him to react. Sukuna didn't need more than one hit to hurt him deadly. He played with Satoru, played with his feelings and his loyalties. And you'll never, never, forget that.

You hear quick steps around you, and you hug your boyfriends's body, still pressing on his chest. The voice that speaks from behind you is clearly recognizable.

"G-Gojo?" Utahime seems too shocked to speak, and even when she sighs when he speaks back to her, she quickly leaves in search of Shoko, even when the future of Satoru is not certain. He coughs softly before speaking.

"Sukuna will release Megumi once he gets all his power back." Satoru tries to fight the knot in his throat, and holds your hand in search of strength. "I'm not sure what... he will do to him first. Please, take care of Megumi. And remember him that nothing is his fault, and that I love him. And I'm proud of the man he is now." He looks directly in your eyes now, even when you can see him between tears. "My love." Why does he sound as if he was saying goodbye? He is going to make it. He's going to watch Megumi grow up by your side, he will still wake you up with breakfast in bed, and he'll prepare desserts for the three of you on his days off. He'll take you to dates, he'll buy more tiny things that reminded him of you, he'll take you for a walk every Sunday morning. He'll kiss your ribs and your wrists and your lower back as he always does, he will lend you his sweaters when you're cold and he'll take your hand in crowded and not so crowded places to keep you near. "You're strong, beautiful and pure. You have so many beautiful things waiting for you, even if I'm not here to see them with you." His cold hand touches your skin again. "Live for both, darling. Keep me in your mind, but don't let my memories tie you to the past." he takes air violently, and you press his wound harder. You're gonna save him. "And I love you. I love you in a way I didn't knew I could love, as if a part of my soul is tangled to yours." His eyes are teary again. He tries to sit, but he's too weak. Instead, he takes his index to his lips, kissing the fingertip, before slowly pressing it against your lips. "I love you."

And Satoru's heart stopped beating under your hand.

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krankittoeleven · 3 months

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For the WIP game:

Love is a Shrine, or Else a Scar and The Complete Idiots Guide to Plants. I'm betting on the second one being Trigun. 😎

oh, two good ones! Love is a Shrine, or Else a Scar is JJK NanaGo Established Relationship, post-Shibuya Nanami Lives. Gojo gets stuck in the prison realm longer than the two ish weeks in canon, but the fic starts as he is being released. It's a dose of mutual trauma and mutual healing. Snippet:

Nanami’s phone buzzes, then again and again and he’s very close to chucking the thing out the nearest window until he sees who the messages are from, or more accurately he sees the ridiculous string of emojis that Gojo had added to his contact information without his consent. He hadn’t been able to bring himself to remove them, all things considered. Now, at the sight of them, Nanami’s heart is fluttering in his chest like a caged bird beating its wings at a chance for freedom. His breath catches in his throat, his one remaining eye sends blurry signals to his brain. He forces himself to get a grip on a slice of inner calm. It’s too soon to fall apart, especially with Itadori still in the room.

[💪😎🙏Satoru🍆💦👅]: where you at? [💪😎🙏Satoru🍆💦👅]: was expecting you to be here. [💪😎🙏Satoru🍆💦👅]: maybe in a cute little nurse’s outfit?

Nanami nearly chokes on his own breath at the texts and the emojis are not helping anything. Nothing deemed “little” had fit him since high school. He could laugh his way to a complete mental breakdown today, he can feel it looming on the horizon. Gojo is so far out of the loop Nanami isn’t sure where to start.

And you guessed correctly, The Complete Idiot's Guide to Plants is a Trigun fic. LOL This is the next installment in my Trigun 98 series Let Me Rearrange the World (For You), which is a Wolfwood Lives Vashwood post canon series where Wolfwood and the Gang start a new life running the orphanage in December. Snippet:

Wolfwood shivers involuntarily as his skin begins to tingle, like energy running through him. He closes his eyes, forces himself to breath steady and deep before he rests his forehead against the glass. There’s a tingling at the sides of his face, along his temples, stretching out and around his head, covering his eyes. Tickling, like a feather tickles a nose; spreading, like fingers reaching to cover ever inch of skin, caressing like a breath against his ear. He can see the feathers behind his closed eyes, feel them brush against his skin, flick little puffs of air at him like a breath.

The plant’s voice is in his head. It’s not just words, but a song; a song of feelings and images; a song of energy and light. A song of everything and there’s more than one plant singing it. Many more in fact, so many that at first it hurts to contemplate how many souls are trapped in their baubles—

No, not baubles, Wolfwood chides himself. That made them sound like commodities. They were cages, they were cells, they were prisons. Vash’s sisters were prisoners and every voice was crying out, tired and hopeless and caged. Not just in December, but all over the godforsaken plant.

“Too much,” Wolfwood mumbles. A feather brushes against his lips.

“Shh, it’s okay.” Vash whispers back in the real world. In his head he feels a sudden calm. He can feel Vash there, can see him, can see his thoughts on a stream of colors, on waves of emotions, on particles of air.

And there is someone else there, too. He presses towards it, trying to find it and—

KNIVES.

“No!” Wolfwood shouts, terrified of reliving any of that, even for a brief moment in time.

There is a convergence, like a thousand souls standing between him and his terror.

“He can’t hurt you here,” Vash says in his ear, in his mind.

He wont hurt you here says his sisters.

Thanks for the ask!

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xxheartspadexx · 10 months

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Hewwo uwu, saw that you liked my genshin impact fic!🩷:3 so here I am with a wittle present just for you with a little plot twist

Kaeya b benson did not believe in love

Not until you came around

He's sure the anemo archon carried you in the wind, along with hayfever and flower pollen to him<3

Bzz bzzz you suddenly hear behind you

"Oh hi kaeya b benson, how are you doing"

Oh you know, just the normal.....normal things..pfff im feeling a little sick all of the sudden hold on-

Kaeya b benson rests on your shoulder overcome with sudden sickness.

"I dont feel so good my dear spade"

And just like that, kaeya b benson stars to break down into little dust particles, carried away by the wind

You try to scream out in grief but youre suddenly smashed against the wall, hand around your throat

Is that?

Is that GOJO SATORU?

Let me know if you want a part two uwu :3

Gurl wtf 😭 WHY IS GOJO HERE

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violettelueur · 3 years

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GOJO SATORU || S/O WITH THICK THIGHS

| featuring : gojo satoru from jujutsu kaisen

| warnings : grammar errors, but other than that n/a

| form : headcanons

| published : 16 november

| request : WOWZA I LOVE THE LAYOUT OF YOUR BLOG! 😻 i was wondering if you could write some gojo hcs with a reader who has thick thighs 😈. I love your works! 😼

| barista’s notes : i kinda assume that you wanted to this piece to be nsfw, but i don’t really write that sort of stuff, i apologies ʕ￫ᴥ￩　ʔ but i hope you enjoy your order of a cup of black coffee (jujutsu kaisen request) and please come again soon ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ

To start this off, Gojo loves to use your thighs as his personal pillow because according to him, they were “softer than the clouds that surrounded heaven”.

You have no idea where this comment came from, but you weren’t going to ask him to elaborate on the weird but interesting statement.

He would take any opportunity to rest his head on his “personal pillow”. One example is when Ijichi would drive both you and Gojo to a meeting and you would suddenly feel something heavy on your lap, only to find that Gojo was laying his head on his favourite place

Sometimes this would lead you to slap his head as a result, but he doesn’t budge at all resulting you to give up in the end.

If he’s feeling a little frisky, he would leave a few light kisses here and there causing you to have a deep blush on your face - a reaction that always loves to see knowing that he was the cause of it.

The most annoying thing that always happens when he rests his head on your thigh is that they would go numb, due to him not getting up for hours upon hours

“Satoru you’re cutting off the blood circulation of my thighs, get off”

“No way honey~, I’m too comfortable”

If you had a book in hand, you could slap the spine of it onto his nose with no hesitation, hard enough to hurt but not hard enough to cause him a nose bleed.

If he is not resting his head on your thigh, no doubt about it he would grip onto them when the both of you would sit down together - it’s like a habit of his now but you ain’t complaining

And if he’s being playful, he would poke them or slap them before telling you that he was “practising the drums”

“Babe, stop poking my thighs, I’m trying to finish all my reports”

“But they are just so squishy, just like a cloud”

Again with the cloud comparison - and from your knowledge a cloud isn’t squishy, it’s basically just water vapours mixed with water droplets and ice particles.

Overall, don’t expect him to lose his obsession with your thighs anytime soon.

Just accept that your blood circulation will be cut off 24/7

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limitlessgojo · 3 years

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Blood Bound: Red Strings of Fate

Warnings: Use of cursed techniques/action. Occasional improper/rough language. Fighting and descriptions of blood

Chapter number: 1

Next chapter: The Rebirth

Tags: Soulmates AU, Angst and fluff. Angst with a happy ending. (Yuh I don't do sad endings yalls). Noritoshi x fem!reader

Type: multi chaptered fic. Yes this is gonna be long.

Notes: I've been wanting to write a Noritoshi fated soulmates fic in forever! The story is still in progress and I will update it here as I go. Characters are not mine; all rights reserved to Gege Akutami sensei for the creation of Jujutsu Kaisen. Please don't repost my story or work anywhere, just keep it here in Tumblr. Thanks - all rights reserved to limitlessgojo.

CHAPTER 1: The First Meeting

Going to Kyoto Jujutsu High School for high school had always been inevitable. You knew that you were destined to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer, due to the power you've been born with.

Psychokinesis. A very rare yet powerful strength that allows you to control almost everything around you. And yet the difficulty with manipulating such fine air particles or volatile flames was surprisingly not a huge obstacle. You were born with good instincts and you've always used your cursed technique well.

Just as Gojo Satoru from the Gojo clan mentioned the overall difficulty of controlling his limitless technique, you had to fine tune and play to your strengths as you grew.

And here you are now, standing in front of the imposing yet beautiful campus of Kyoto Jujutsu High School. You gulped. "Now now," the pretty lady who introduced herself as Utahime sensei earlier spoke, "I understand why you'd be so nervous moving into the dorms. But don't worry, most of the older students are out on missions at the moment. Though you will probably meet your classmates within the next few days, Tsuchimikado chan."

"Thank you so much Utahime sensei. Yes I'll try to relax a bit, but I just feel so nervous meeting new people. Oh and you can call me y/n. I'm aware my surname is a bit long." You replied. 'And not to mention, everyone here must be a powerful warrior. I wonder if anyone is crazy or really intimidating…' you wondered to yourself.

She pats you on the back and guides you to move forward and into the campus, "Ah then y/n chan should be fine. If someone bullies or hurts you just come straight to me okay? We don't tolerate that kind of behaviour here. … at least I don't." She added as an after thought.

She was very gentle. It made you feel more at ease. And it also helps that there are so much plants on the campus, much more than you expected.

She led you to your dorm room. It had a queen sized bed as per your request, a small kitchen, dining table, TV, single bathroom with a shower and a bath tub, and the usual furniture. It was spacious enough that 2 people could probably live together in the room.

After thanking her, she left you to settle down. You made yourself at home.

"Should I go out and explore the campus now? … we didn't bump into anybody yet. And Sensei did mention earlier that I am the first First-year student to have arrived on campus.. hmmm. Yeah best to be safe and do it now. I guess I can rest tomorrow anyways."

Classes don't start for a few more days, so you had time to rest and get familiar with the campus. You were just wearing a simple black and white tracksuit set, and looked decent enough in case you were to bump into anyone.

So you left your room and strolled the campus. Armed of course, you never know what might happen. Something feels different and you knew it. Like a calm before the storm. 'But for what? Nothing's gonna happen. I'm within the protective barrier and yet all my hairs are raised and it feels like electricity is running through my veins.'

You strolled along, looking at the buildings from afar. Recognising some from the map of the campus you had browsed the night before. You spotted the library and the weaponry. You'd have to ask permission to go into the latter. For a moment you forgot your nerves and were brimming with excitement.

'At least I'll be able to get stronger while I'm here'. You happily thought. As you had always aimed to get stronger to support and protect your family.

But the nerves came right back at you after a short bit. You felt your twin short blades tucked underneath your long sleeves and held onto the hilts. 'I must be out of my mind… nothing is going to happen.' You kept repeating the phrase in your mind.

You walked over to the huge track and field. You were so distracted by the view (you were trying to measure the distance by eye, give yourself some slack) that you failed to see and sense a figure coming up to you. Until their wave of cursed energy washed over you and you quickly spun around, eyes widening.

Pretty. That was the first word you thought of upon seeing the man. Intense was the next thing you thought. Black hair, with bangs falling above his shoulders, secured to the sides with two white bindings. He was taller than you. A uniform with wide loose sleeves like a butterfly's wings billowed around him. You quickly bowed in greeting.

"Hello! I'm an incoming first year, my name is Tsuchimikado Y/N, and I am of the Tsuchimikado clan."

"2nd year, Kamo Noritoshi, eldest son of the Kamo clan. It's nice to meet you." He replied. And immediately shivers ran down your spine upon hearing his voice. '! And he is a senior too!' you thought.

"You're from the Abe Clan right?"

"Uhh yes I'm of the Abe clan. The Tsuchimikado are a descendant branch of that family. Descendants of Abe no Seimei." you said. "I've also heard of the Kamo clan, one of the great 3 Jujutsu clans.…."

You trailed off as you looked back up, straightening to meet his eyes. And upon making eye contact with him, you had a vision you've never seen before.

Flames were all around you and the strong smell of blood doused the air. You were fighting against curses back to back with a man.

You couldn't control your actions. It was as if you were watching the events unfold through a movie screen. But you recognised your technique.

"Extension Cursed Technique: Niflheim!" You chanted and spread out your hands, instantly freezing a large amount of curses around you. "Convergence! Piercing Blood!" The man behind you yelled out, shooting down the frozen curses.

Working in perfect harmony with one another to bring down the curses, even though it was the both of you against well over a dozen, it was an easy win. After the battle and confirming that all curses have been dealt with, he turned to look at you with the biggest grin.

The man had long black hair. Gentle slanted eyes, high cheekbones with pale skin. You didn't recognise him from anywhere, but somehow the body you were in knew his smell and figure. He pulled you into a deep kiss, murmuring "My love, you have done so well." against your lips. "Would my lover like to accept her reward?"

"If you could please do so." You breathily replied to him. You raised your hands to entangle them in his hair. His high ponytail had been loosened from the fight. You ran your hands up and down his chest and back, feeling the muscles flexing underneath your fingers. Pressing your body against to his and feeling the warmth run across your midsection-

Suddenly the vision ends and you're back in the present, cheeks on fire and staring back at Kamo. It was then you properly saw the color of his warm brown eyes and noted his flushed face.

"...."

"..."

Neither of you spoke out loud. And you started wondering if he saw the same thing you did. But that was… what was it? The more you tried to reach back to the vision, the harder it was to remember.

"… I'm sorry but did you see something just now?" You had to ask him just to confirm you weren't hallucinating.

"I saw myself fighting with a woman. And I was using my family's inherited cursed technique." he said.

"I saw something similar, but I was with a man. I was using my cursed technique! But it seemed like a different period?? It wasn't…. We weren't in modern day clothes… and the formality of the language was…" You stumbled over your words, trying to remember the vision but the images remained hazy.

"So… maybe we saw memories of other people. A vision of the future?? Although unlikely... Or perhaps….?" He quieted down as he considered possibilities. Stepping forward to close the distance between you. He stared at you from head to toe as if analysing your being. This made you self conscious. A handsome man, checking you out…

"I'm not so sure. Is this the first time it happened to you?" You asked him. "I've never had this before."

Kamo replied with, "Same here. Let's keep this to ourselves first and research about it. Such a thing isn't impossible in the world we live in."

"I can think of a few other cases, but I don't want to jump to any conclusions." You agreed with him.

"Let's head back the sun is beginning to set." He remarked. With a start, you realized that the sky was darkening quickly. "No way, we still had about an hour until sunset earlier!" You gaped up at the sky. It was already turning into a deep orange. Your shared vision with Kamo lasted longer than both of you had expected.

"Come along. I can take you around the main areas. You're new aren't you?" Kamo beckoned you to follow him. "Ah yes, thank you so much! I hope it's not a bother. And how should I address you? Kamo San? Kamo Senpai?" You hurried after him.

He stopped and stared at you. Then a beat passed. "Noritoshi senpai is okay. I don't mind."

Your face that was cooling down suddenly flushed red again. You quickly turned to the side, "Are you okay with that? We've only just met…"

"And yet it feels like we have known each other already." He finished for you. "It's fine with me unless it makes you uncomfortable. Call me what you wish."

"Then Noritoshi senpai, I'll be in your care. You can call me anything you want, Y/n is fine." You turned to peek at him. His ears were turning pink, how cute.

You reached the main building and he brought you around the main areas. The dining area was spacious, and the weaponry was particularly impressive. "That's about it. There are more, but it's getting late and I'll be having dinner soon." Noritoshi said.

"Ah yes, I'd hate to bother you. Thanks so much for bringing me around senpai! Then I'll excuse myself." You smiled and were about to walk off until he reached out. But stopped short of holding onto your arm.

He looked like he wanted to say something. So you waited expectantly.

"If you want me to bring you around the other places in campus, I can show you around tomorrow." Noritoshi said hesitantly. You smiled and said you wouldn't mind.

"Thank you for today senpai. Good night!" You waved at him. He lifted a hand in return, lips slowly quirking into a gentle smile for the first time that day. Then he turned and left you to your thoughts as you returned to your dorm.

End Notes: In my Alternate Universe, red strings of Fate are very real and very rare. Most people don't chase after their soulmates but a lot of people of course dream about it. The strings of Fate in this particular story bind people and let them share feelings, thoughts, even some sensations to an extent. And from the parents who are both soulmates, stronger children with powerful jujutsu Techniques are born. (Taking a note from my hero academia and how quirks meld and evolve after generations!)

Blood Bound: Table of Contents

#kamo noritoshi #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #noritoshi fluff #kamo noritoshi x reader #noritoshi x you #jjk x you #jjk fluff #noritoshi x y/n #jjk kamo #soulmates au #blood bound #red string of fate

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gojosatoruwifey · 3 years

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Summary: Yugen, a Third Year student from Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College. After a year, the three Third Years, including her, finally went home to Japan and while the two are either resting and catching up with their parents. Yugen chose to stay in the College for a while to accompany Shoko Ieri and study under her. So, what's the other reason she came back?

Characters: Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Gojo Satoru, Shoko Ieri, Geto Suguru, Masamichi Yaga ,Zenin Maki, Panda, Inumaki Toge, Okkotsu Yuuta, Yugen Akihisa, Ishida Den, Mizuki Shina, Hakari ,Zenin Mai, Todo Aoi, Utahime Iori

Genre: Supernatural,Fantasy, Slice of Life, Crack, Fluff, Action

Warnings: Curse, Swearing, Grammar Errors, mention of torn limbs

The ringing of the phone indicating that someone is calling echoed on a room until the person on the other side picks up. “Hello, Yugen-san?”

“Good morning, Yamato-san!” Yugen cheerfully greeted.

Right now, they are back to the infirmary; Itadori laid on the bed tiredly, Kugisaki on the swivel chair as she spins around, Fushiguro reading a particular book that caught his interest from the bookshelf near him while Yugen leaned her back to the window, her phone on her ears as her eyes stared outside of the glass.

“What did you do again?”

Yugen gasps exaggeratedly as she offendedly says, “I didn’t do something bad!...well… maybe…”

Yamato sighed. “Should I contact the Principal?”

“Hehe. I think you should.” Yugen carefully agreed. “I used the highway railings two streets away from Jujutsu Tech in the heat of the moment. We were attacked by a Grade 3 Curse and it’s a slime type-”

“‘We’? You’re not alone?”

“Yeah. I’m with the First Years.”

“Yugen-san!” Yamato yelled. “You should not do things that might influence the kids!”

“Are you implying that I am a bad example for the First Years?” Yugen rested her free hand on her chest as if Yamato could see her. “Don’t you know that I don’t cuss, unlike Den? Or get stressed quickly like Shina? I’m a chill person and I don’t utter such obscenity.”

“We both know that you’re the carbon copy of Gojo-san - in behavior.” Yamato rubbed her temples. Oh, the headache she gets whenever a certain troublemaker strikes.

“I don’t. I’m not like Gojo-sensei. I’m a good girl.”

“What is this I’m hearing? Is Yu-chan saying that I’m also a bad example?”

The students turned their heads towards the white-haired Sorcerer entering the room as he placed small boxes on the table which made Kugisaki halt her antics as Itadori got up and peered at the object.

“Hm?” Kugisaki’s brown eyes scrutinized the text of the box as her eyes widened in glee. “It’s a fruit sando!”

“Woah, it really is!” Itadori opened one of the cartons gingerly.

“It’s a souvenir!” Gojo exclaimed. “Leave us a few. I need to talk to this midget here.” he tapped the Third Year’s head and urged her to walk as they left the infirmary, Yugen smiled at the First Years, her fingers smoothly ending the call with Yamato.

“What is it that you want to talk about?” Yugen leaned on the pillar on the side as she crossed her arms and looked at Gojo with a questioning gaze.

“Where are Den and Shina?” asked Gojo.

Yugen blinked confusedly. “On their home.”

“You sure?” Gojo fished out something to reveal a ripped picture of a construction site and obviously from a newspaper. Slowly, Yugen’s indigo eyes slightly widened at the sight of the photo on his hand as her heartbeat drummed nervously.

Internally, she is panicking. Why does he have that picture? Does he know? Did the ‘business’ earlier he was talking about is looking for Den or Shina? I made sure not to make suspicious moves so why does he have that? What should I do? Should I act inno-

“Relax, Yu-chan. Your face is giving away your thoughts.” Yugen exhaled the air she didn’t realize she was holding and glared at the teacher in front of her.

“You’re being nosy, Sensei.”

“And you’re being skeptical, Akihisa.”

Yugen narrowed her eyes at him. “What do you want?”

Gojo hummed for a few seconds. “Hmmmm~”

He opened his mouth to say something but got interrupted when Yugen’s phone rang as she took out her phone from her skirt’s pocket and pressed the answer button on the screen.

“Hello?...eh? Five humans since she settled there?.......okay, good. Take care and see you.”

“Was that Den?”

“Yeah. Let’s go back to the topic.” Yugen says as Gojo’s lips quirk up in amusement.

“My, my. Impatient, aren’t we?” he teased.

“Why do you have that picture, Sensei?” she asked.

“First of all, it’s not my fault that someone left this on the Shoko’s desk along with scrolls sprawled on the table.” Gojo started. Yugen felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment as she remembered that she indeed left the ripped picture on the desk. “Second, your voice raised a bit higher than normal when you answered my question about exorcising the Special Grade and lastly...you.”

“What about me?” Yugen tilted her head.

“You’re acting shady!” Gojo blurted out. “You can lie to a stranger but you can’t lie in my face.”

Σ(‘◉⌓◉’) ‘I thought he was going to say something cooler like you can’t lie to someone who knows you.’ (一。一;;）’ but since this is Gojo-sensei we are talking about...I guess this is expected.’

“You really have an expressive face, Yu-chan.”

“I was just asking how did you get your hands to that thing, why did you end up talking like a detective from the movies?” Yugen says, “You are demanding answers since I arrived here.”

Yugen continued. “Your actions are saying that you are suspicious of me since the very beginning because if you’re not, you should have brought the First Years late but you’re early.”

Underneath the blindfold, Gojo furrowed his eyebrows.

“You being punctual means that you know something even though I haven’t said yet the truth why we came back home before the appointed time Principal Yaga thought,” Yugen stated. “Am I right, Gojo-sensei?”

“Not to mention, you eat the trap I baited,” Yugen smirked, seeing Gojo’s mouth agape in surprise. “I invited the First Years for lunch as soon as you left and in the meantime, you used that gap to survey the infirmary. When we got back to the room, I noticed that Megumi’s paper was moved to the side. As far as my memory says, the paper was placed near the lamp and I didn’t use the lamp to pin the paper either. It just means that someone interfered while I was not there.”

“Bingo.” Yugen grinned in victory as Gojo howled in laughter. “I didn’t think that you would pick up the picture. It’s a trap that tells whether someone touched the things without someone supervising.”

“HAHAHAHAHA!! I just can’t outwit you!”

“That picture was in between Megumi and Yuuji’s paper.” Yugen shook her head with a smile on her face. “I just use a simple trap.”

“You know that I’m willing to cover you up, right?” Gojo ruffled her mahogany hair. “You’re like my daughter.”

“I don’t see you as a father figure.” Yugen teased. Her gloved fingers fixing her messy strands. “Ready for a storytelling?”

“When I am not ready?”

One cautious step on the concrete while a juniper colored hair peeked behind the worn-out wall to peek at the two figures discussing what they are gonna do next as the womanly figure childishly threw a tantrum on the larger figure when her companion says something that upsets her.

“Why can’t I go outside?!” says the lass.

Believe it or not, Shina knows that these people are registered Special Grade Curses that her group has been hunting for a year since their Second Year and now they are the Third Year, the chase of these bloodthirst Curses are gonna end today. The female Curse was wearing a torn kimono, showing her smooth blue skin while her violet hair was tied up in a bun with a few strays falling on her forehead. The other one was a large Curse standing on 6’9 with only pants as his clothes and just like the female, he had blue skin and his violet hair was tied in a tight bun.

The plan is simple yet required for them to execute it in accurate precision. It was not the usual set up.

Have Shina sneak into the lion’s den to watch the Curse’s moves and report it, Den to summon weapons using her talismans to surround the vicinity if ever the Curse escaped, and Yugen to activate her Domain Expansion within 0.2 seconds and use it to trigger the Domain Repercussions to exorcise the Curses.

Right, it’s not the complex ploy they set before the day of exorcising.

Yet, the pair already notice her presence and they sharply turn to Shina’s hiding place, chasing her as she skips from side to side of the deformed, old hallway.

‘I followed Yugen’s instruction on how to conceal my existence and lowered my Cursed Energy, how did they know I was here?’ Shina shoveled the collapsed block of cement she passed by halting momentarily to kick the objects as it obscured the visions of the stunned two Curses; their eyes caught dust and foreign particles.

“Shina, can you hear me?!” the voice of Den reverberated around the place.

“The Curses are chasing me!” Shina answered as she felt dizzy from running in twists and turns. Behind her, the growling from one of the Curses can be heard. ‘Where does Den’s voice come from?’

“Which Curse!?”

“Special Grades!”

“Shit!” the navy haired girl cussed loudly. “Yugen is fighting a bunch of Grade 1 insects! She can’t use Domain Expansion!”

“Well, damn it!”

Shina can’t see Den but she swears she heard her laugh.

It made her lips quirk up in a soft smile. She, after all, doesn’t cuss when she is not frustrated-choosing to stay quiet until her stress level reached its limit.

The running is taking a toll on her.

“Where are you?”

A glance to the left as she answered, “Floor C, Emergency Exit.”

“Why are you so far away?!!” Den whined.

“I know I should not-” Shina dodged the Cursed Energy beam from the male Curse shot on her way as she leaped to the stairs. “..ask! But how are you able to communicate with me?”

“I put Talismans earlier on the building!”

“You think I’ll let you off the hook, brat!?” the female Curse exclaimed, her long nails scratching Shina’s back as she hissed in pain-the excruciating tingles making her gaze hazy.

“SHINA!!”

A flash of similar dark uniform slams the female Curse on the wall loudly. Shina felt her breathing hitch as her green eyes caught blood dripping on Den’s head who had her rose-pink eyes glaring at the struggling female Curse; hands gripping the Curse’s neck as she tried to free her limbs from the Talismans.

“Did you injure yourself on your way here?” Shina asked as her hand pulls out a Talisman from Den’s belt bag hanging on her back; sticking one Talisman on the female Curse’s mouth, completely shutting her shoutings.

Swinging the blade multiple times, on the sides, on her front and back. The insect Curses resembled grasshoppers charging at her in full speed as Yugen swiftly sliced them; purple substance on her dark uniform and the filthy stench invaded her nose. Yugen tightly held the hilt of the tanto sword on her right hand as she continued to swing in different directions.

“This is why I hate pests.” exhaled and fastened up her jumping pace; creating a large distance to the Curses.

“Okay, okay.” Yugen steadied her footing on the ground as she bounced to feel her legs that started to numb from exhaustion. She inhaled and exhaled as Yugen focused the power on her right leg; pivoting her left leg to raise her other shin.

The rumbling noise of a large portion of air gathering in one place blared towards the insect Curses as the force crushed the earth and made the Curses retreat until the air entered their internals; bursting their bodies apart. Yugen blink at the nauseating view. The forest is also affected by the pressure as the land had a large and long dent on it.

“Ah, there’s another group. Geez,” she says as her body flashes mid-air behind the ongoing Curses; the blade of the tanto sword whistling with the wind as she swung it again.

The slapping sound of Talismans sticking to the walls loudly.

Den sprinted towards the female Curse’s torso as she smacks a Talisman different from the others; Shina is behind the male Curse, kicking him in the shins to take his balance off which the Curse quickly recovered as she dashed to the female Curse; She and Den crossed paths; their minds saying the same thing.

Talisman Technique: Synchronization.

Within those seconds, both of the Curses felt something creepier. The sensation of a boiling liquid slowly seeping through their muscles, taking its time to crawl in their body as their senses shout at them of the impending danger. The uncomfortable feeling of it made their mind distracted.

Shina rose her hand mimicking a marionettist manipulating her puppets with strings.

A tug of an invisible force.

“Wow, I just came at the right time.”

Yugen wields the tanto sword to the side as purple blood splatters in the process. Den threw a clean cloth to her. Meanwhile, the two Curses trembled upon hearing Yugen’s voice as she used the cloth to clean the purple liquid on the blade.

“The plan failed, idiot.” Den played the talismans on her hand.

“Sorry! hehe.” Yugen apologized sheepishly, still wiping the blade. “Take it easy! The theatre is starting.”

“So? You can’t move?” Den questioned the two Special Grades with mockery. The Curse pair stood frozen on their spot as they registered that they are not moving anymore.

“My Cursed Technique allows me to control living beings by touching them thrice as my Cursed Energy flows like a fluid,” Shina stated, her right index finger haul up as the male Curse’s arm moves; demonstrating her technique.

“Since Shina can’t touch you, I used my Cursed Technique,” Den said. “You see, my Curse Energy is made to create and they only manifest when I’m using these Talismans-” she waved the Talismans, “-and the papers plastered on the wall had her Cursed Energy on it and since it’s surrounding us-”

“-you Special Grades are going to die.” Yugen finished as she removed the dark glove of her right hand and throw it aside

“What a waste. I was hoping to use weapons to kill you guys to make me practice but you just have to crush that and see Shina.” Den brushed the dust on her skirt.

“Please let my sister go…” the male Curse pleaded as he struggled to move.

Yugen looked at him. “Do you know the story of Hansel & Gretel?”

The Curse didn’t answer.

“Hansel & Gretel are siblings like the two of you.” Yugen closed her eyes. “According to the story I read, there was a great famine struck their country and their family is starting to suffer from starvation, having no choice but to abandon the poor Hansel and Gretel. Their parent left them in the forest and suddenly, a sweet aroma filled their senses and followed the smell. As they reach a house made from different sweets, they met an old woman and she ushered them to enter her abode. The old woman turns out to be a witch! And she wanted to cook Hansel and eat him. However, Gretel is a smart girl and helped her brother to escape from the cage he was stuck and pushed the witch from the pot and she died.”

“W-What happened to Hansel and Gretel?” the female Curse timidly asked.

“Unfortunately…” Yugen opened her eyes to glance at them. “..they died in this life!”

Yugen slit the male Curse’s arms using the tanto sword on her left hand as the female Curse shrieked in fear; squirming on her spot as she thrashed around and called the male Curse in repeat.

“AAACKK!!!” the male Curse shouted in pain and Shina’s eyes widened when her ‘grip’ to the female Curse loosened; hands trembling from holding two Special Grades. For some reason, Shina can’t let the female Curse to sit still as the Curse erupt a high amount of Cursed Energy.

“Shit!” Den brings out a black talisman and sticks it towards the female Curse’s back; upon sensing her presence, the female Curse turns around and grabs her wrist then twists her body and fling Den towards Yugen and they both crash to the wall with a loud slam as the stones crumbled and fall into pieces..

“Nii-san!” the female Curse run to the male Curse and hoist him up but before she can carry the male Curse properly, a long black hand shot from the wall where Yugen and Den crashed into harshly grabbed the male Curse away from the female Curse as she yelped from the unexpected force.

Shina watched a figure stagger to her feet, swaying a little as she steadied her balance.

“Let me tell you that I hate it when my head gets hit.”

Yugen glared at the female Curse. “It really pissed me off.”

Behind her, the long black hand is still clutching to the male Curse like a child holding her doll. Yugen raised a brow. “Oh? Not fighting back?”

“I already accepted the fact that I will die in our Creator’s hands…” he answered, defeat lacing his voice. “Our purpose is to fulfill our Creator-”

“You think I will let you die on her hands, Nii-san?!” the female Curse bawled as her Cursed Energy pressured Shina and Den to the ground, leaving Yugen standing-albeit not perfectly.

‘Shina can’t tend Den’s wounds…’ Yugen shifts her eyes to Shina and Den laying on the concrete. ‘I have to finish this woman.’ her tanto sword dangling on her gloved hand.

“For now, let’s kill that Curse.” Yugen’s indigo eyes followed another long tentacle-like hand appearing on her left back as its index and thumb passed to the male Curse’s center chest like a ghost going past to a wall as it dug out a small shiny dark orb and placed it onto Yugen’s palm.

The female Curse watched Yugen crush the dark orb in horror as the male Curse on the long black hand faded into specks of dust.

The Curse’s lips quivered as she screamed.

“And that's how the story ends.” Yugen lazily shifts her weight to her other leg. “The female Curse or let’s call her ‘Gretel’ escaped by releasing pressure again and almost made Shina a limp and Den had an amnesia.”

“Woah, what a terrible ending,” Gojo commented.

“It was a good thing that my little friend-” she caresses the left part of her hair as if touching a baby, “-protected the two yet ‘Gretel’ ran away before I got my hands on her. I just can’t let Shina and Den leave there in pain.”

“Spoken like a true older sister.” the white-haired Sorcerer patted her. “You did well.”

Yugen hummed, letting him stroke her hair like a child.

“That picture…” she paused. “..the construction site. That’s where ‘Gretel’ currently lives. Den might have sensed Gretel’s Cursed Energy in that place since she sticks a talisman on the Curse’s back before she flee and she could not get rid of it even if she tried to. Den’s Talisman can seal her but since Den is not near her, she can’t seal that Curse.”

Yugen cupped her chin with her gloved fingers. “Speaking of Den, we don’t know how many meters she should get near to chant the spell and seal Gretel until I exorcise her. Will one-meter good or she have to get closer? I think there’s a certain distance between the User and the Curse if it comes to sealing and not creating..”

“Yugen-senpai!” Itadori cries out as he rushes towards them. “I finally found you!”

“What happened, Yuuji?”

“Ku-Kugisaki is going to murder me!”

From afar, Kugisaki retorted. “I'm just putting your share! Senpai and Sensei are going to eat too!”

“Hah! For all I know, you secretly want an extra!”

“Just eat in peace,” Fushiguro muttered under his breath.

E X T R A :

“Huh?” Yugen looks around the old building. The aftermath of the exorcise had great damage and the residuals of the Curses are everywhere. She glances beside her to see Den surrounded by Medics provided by Jujutsu Tech and she approach the silent woman smoking on the side.

“Shoko-sensei!” the said woman puffs out the smoke and turns in her direction.

“Yugen, you seem fine.”

“Those Curses don’t affect me.” she rests her hands on her hips. “They belong to me, after all.”

“But still, you don’t feel dizzy?” Shoko asked.

“Not anymore.” Yugen let out a sigh. “How’s Den and Shina?”

Shoko dropped the cigarette on the land as she stomps on it. “Den is still light-headed and Shina is feeling weak. They should know that they should not have to use their Cursed Technique too much. Even though you are Grade 1 Sorcerers doesn’t mean that you have to use your skills for your full potential. Yugen, you already know this, right? The three of you are strong but handling two Special Grades especially coming from the unknown is dangerous.”

“I don’t know why the Principal insists that you exorcise these Special Grades.” the Doctor sighed. “He must be teaching you a lesson.”

Yugen only smiled wryly. “I feel responsible so I don’t mind if the higher-ups dump this work to us.”

“Higher-ups? Are they involved?”

“Of course, they are.” she scoffed. “They are expecting me to fail.”

Shoko laughed in amusement, “Cowards, aren’t they?”

“Yeah, they are.”

Then Shoko held out a familiar dark glove to Yugen as the Third Year’s face brightened up. “You’re looking for this?”

Yugen whispered a small ‘thank you’ and wore the glove. “I thought it was missing.”

“Did you know that your other classmates made trouble?” Shoko says. “They receive suspension as punishment.”

“Eh??”

“All of the Third Years are suspended except the Three Espada,” she explained. “I’m saying this beforehand. Don’t be surprised if you can’t see a Third Year roaming on the school grounds. Satoru will likely not explain it.”

Yugen chuckled. “Right.”

Domain Repercussions - A Domain Technique: details will be provided from the following next chapters.

*Yamato - a female Auxiliary Manager

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