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letstalkaboutshtufff · 1 month

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Not Weak

Highschool Gojo x reader classmate

Pairing: Gojo x reader (this can be seen as romantic or platonic since I didn’t really specify. I do like platonic friendship stories a lot tho)

Summary: You are trying your very hardest to catch up to your classmates and not get left behind.

Warnings: language, mentions of a little blood, fainting kinda

Hope you guys enjoy!

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Pathetic. There was really no other way to put it. Truly and utterly pathetic was what you were. All this training and yet you could barely summon any energy.

At this rate you’d only be able to defeat a raccoon.

“Ugh why can’t I do it…” you slump down on the tree, the target in front of you barely scratched.

You were a first year like your classmates, Gojo, Geto and Shoko but for some reason they were all improving and you were still stuck in the same place like a fly in mud. Your family had a technique, ice manipulation (excuse me while I make things up) but for some reason you were the only person who wasn’t an instant prodigy. It was extremely discouraging, especially when Gojo and Geto were so strong already.

“Hey snowflake, you’re getting better, almost felt a little chill there for a second”

“Gojo… did you come here just to make fun of me?”

“Aw cmon I wouldn’t do that, just wanted to see what you were up to, you weren’t at breakfast.”

“Just training… I’m close to a breakthrough I can feel it”

“Well do us all a favor and figure it out soon because this heat has been killing me- would love a personal air conditioner”

“You threw a rock aimed at his head which of course bounced off thanks to his new trick, infinity.”

“Rude” you just rolled your eyes and moved to stand again, ready to try again.

“Satoru stop picking on y/n” Geto emerged from the trees.

“Huh? I’m not picking on her, if anything she’s bullying me!”

“Yeah like that’s believable…” Shoko popped out behind Geto. Cigarette hanging from her lips.

“Great you’re all here…” you mumbled. Now you can all witness my patheticness…

“We didn’t see you all day, we got worried” shoko ever the sweet one looked at you concerned.

“Well I’m fine” you said with a bit more bite than you meant to.

“Ooh someone’s in a mood”

“Leave her alone Gojo she’s working hard unlike you”

“Why you little-“

“It’s not exactly a lie though is it”

“You to suguru?!? I thought you guys were my friends!”

During their little scuffle you snuck away. Your mind on one thing and one thing only. Getting your damn technique to work.

Once you were far enough away you positioned yourself towards a large boulder.

Ok breathe in

Breathe out

Focus

You raised your hand towards the boulder.

Focus

Prickles travelled up your arm towards your hand.

Ok now build the energy in the palm

Hold it

Don’t lose it come on!

Focus!

You trembled trying to control the energy

“FUCK” you felt your body jerk heavily and the energy disappear completely, like it did every damn time before you could even send it out.

You doubled over breathing heavily.

Why?! Why couldn’t you do it!? Were you always going to be this weak??? No, no you couldn’t… if you did they’d leave you behind… you couldn’t be left behind….

Again. You had to try again.

“Ok, focus” you repeated this cycle about a hundred more times or so it felt. It was nighttime but you were still at it.

Just……one……more…..time…..

“Urgh” you collapsed onto your hands and knees. Blood droplets coated the grass. You coughed a few more times before continuing your ritual.

Again… one more time…

But this time when you rose you stumbled and fell again.

Pathetic. Come you useless sorcerer get up. Every bone in your body was screaming but you ignored it completely and rose once more.

Focus

Foc-

Suddenly your target boulder blurred and you felt yourself tipping to the side.

“Woah hey, you ok?” Gojo…. What was he doing here. And most importantly why couldn’t you speak.

He held you upright and leaned down to look at your face,

“You look like hell…” his eyes gleamed in the darkness, appraising your sorry state.

“Mmfine” you slurred unconvincing.

“Hm yeah sure you are…” Gojo said sarcastically.

“Come on, let’s go find Shoko.”

“I don’t nee-“ your world spin again and gojo gripped you tighter so you wouldn’t fall.

“You were saying?” He raised an amused brow.

You sighed, there wasn’t really much training you could do when you couldn’t stand…

You nodded half heartedly in Gojos direction. You tried taking a step and stumbled,

“Alright stubborn Bambi up we go”

Ah!?

“Gojo I can walk, let me down!” His long legs easily carried you both across the training field in record time.

“Stop moving or I’ll drop you geez”

“Gojo-“you sighed in defeat. Hating yourself even more for getting dizzy again and being forced to lean your head on his chest.

“Don’t wake shoko… just need sleep…” you whispered but you knew he heard it”

He looked down at you and thought for a moment.

“Uh you sure? You were coughing up blood you know…”

“Mm sure…” you mumbled already halfway to lala land. For trash like him, he sure did smell good…

“Ok fine but in the morning you should at least let her-….aaaaand you’re asleep.” He sighed, watching the steady rise and fall of your chest. He frowned a bit at your state. He knew you were trying but some people just weren’t cut out for this line of work. He wasn’t trying to be mean or anything, it was just the truth…

He knew you wouldn’t take that well if he told you that though. Ugh why did things have to be so complicated!?!

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The next morning you felt like a hundred bricks were weighing you down.

You groaned as you tried to sit up. Every single part of you ached.

You vaguely remembered last night with Gojo. Heat rose shamefully to your cheeks. How embarrassing it was that he had to carry you and to top it off you fell asleep on him!? How were you going to face him ugh…

It took about a hour for pain meds to kick in enough for you to shower, change and promptly make your way to the training grounds again. You would make sure this time though you wouldn’t push yourself to the point of collapsing.

Ten minutes later you were in front of the same boulder in the same position.

Familiar pinprickles soon formed in your palm

Focus…

Foc-

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Fuck

Your concentration was abruptly broken by the unmistakable voice of your midnight savior.

“training duh” you said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Are you really that eager to fall into my arms again?”

You rolled your eyes and turned towards him,

“That was… well I guess I should be thanking you… sorry for the trouble last night…” you mumbled scratching the back of your neck.

“Mm I’d believe you expect for the fact that you seem eager to repeat last nights fiasco.”

“I’m fine now… I’ll know when I should stop…”

That was a lie, you both knew it.

You turned back to your target hoping that Gojo would leave you alone.

Palm raised up

Focus

Just a bit more…

Almost there…

Ah! Your body jerked like it did every freakin time and you let out a labored breath.

Gojo watched silently from the sidelines

You tried a few more times, your breathing and now coughing getting worse and worse each breath.

Finally when he felt you truly were at your limit again he decided to stop you.

Your eyes widened in surprise at the hand clutching your wrist because honestly you thought he had left awhile ago.

“What ….are you ….doing…?” You asked between heavy breaths.

“You’re gonna pass out if you keep going”

“I won’t… I’m ok really, just a few more then I’ll stop…”

“Yeah no, that’s not happening,”

“Let go, seriously it’s fine, I need to train-“

“When did you become more stubborn than me huh?” You tried pulling but he wouldn’t budge.

“If I let go are you gonna stop?”

“…… yes”

“You’re a horrible liar” he deadpanned.

“Ugh just quit it Gojo! Don’t you have better things to do than babysit me?? Can’t you see I’m trying to train over here??” You were starting to get really annoyed now.

“….” Should he say it? Should he say that maybe you weren’t cut out for this life? That maybe you should quit trying? Could he say it? It would break you he knew but better a broken you than a dead one….

You saw the change in his eyes and gulped suddenly uneasy, “what…?”

“Maybe…. Maybe it’s time to stop…” in his defense, he really was thinking about what’s best for you.

But you on the other hand…

Your eyes were wide as saucers. His words echoed like a deadly bell that sealed your worst nightmare. He said only a few words but you understood the deeper meaning behind them in an instant.

Weak

Pathetic

Useless

He and everyone else knew it

And now you were going to be left behind.

Against your will tears beagn to burn in your eyes.

“Y-You-“ but the words choked in your throat.

“I w-won’t” you whispered, hot tears now streaming down your cheeks while you yanked your hand away from him and he finally let you.

He looked at you with a face you hated more than anything, pity…

“Stop it….” You felt your emotions start to rise.

“Stop looking at me like that! I will get strong! I won’t stop! I can’t stop! So don’t you of all people tell me to stop!”

“Ok, listen I’m sorry, just calm down alright,” he held his hands up trying to calm you but it just make you angrier.

“No- I won’t calm down! You don’t get to come here and tell me I’m weak when I’ve been trying my hardest to get stronger! Not everyone is a prodigy like you Gojo!! But mark my words I’m going to kick your ass one day and make you regret ever underestimating me!!”

“I’m not trying to call you weak-“

“JUST SHUT UP ALREADY, CANT YOU YOU’RE ONLY MAKING THINGS WORSE! JUST GO ALREADY!”

“Y/n-”

“NO-ENOUGH! IM NOT WEAK! IM NOT WEAK IM NOT WEAK!!”

“CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH”

Both you and Gojo froze, eyes wide at the sudden noise. Slowly your heads turned simultaneously to the left where your hand was outstretched, towards the boulder- sorry correction- the pile of very teeny tiny rubble.

Wha??

“Gojo….”

“Y/n….”

You both slowly turned around to each other

Then promptly burst into excited smiles and loud laughter.

“I did it!!!”

“You did it!!!”

“I did it!!!!”

You jumped onto each other hugging and jumping up and down like children.

“See I told you I could do it!!!”

“You did didn’t you!?!!”

“I’m gonna be strong Gojo!! I will!!”

“You’ll be kicking my ass in no time!!”

You both were laughing like crazy people

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“Uhhh…. What the hell did we just walk in to….” -Shoko

“I’m not sure I even wanna know….”-Geto

- How I imagine them hugging lol

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Hope you guys enjoyed! This was just a quick thing I wrote, was in the mood for some friendship fluff.

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venusworks · 10 months

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ARTIST: チム子 - ♡

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo #gojo satoru #teenage gojo #anime boy

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madarasfloofyhair · 9 months

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the gojo getou storyline makes me unhinged for so many reasons. it's told totally out of order. you meet getou's corpse first, then watch gojo kill him in the film after getou's gone insane, and then you see their friendship. that friendship that's just two teenagers and all it's fun chaos and conflicting ideals. then. toji happens. and both of them during this period were SO CLOSE to being the only ones who understood each other. so close to being able to see through one another-- "you haven't released your technique yet, have you? you've not slept either, and I bet you're not gonna sleep tonight either-" and "suguru... have you lose weight?" and yet their friendship, the trust between them, "after all, we're the strongest", was splitting at the seams the more what they could individually tolerate changed. gojo had awakening by himself, accepted himself as THE strongest, felt a little untouchable and so able to change things, was choosing teaching and facing the elders-- and getou's conflicting ideals and sacrifices in all his comparative powerlessness as missions by himself piled up sent him spiraling. the dam breaks and getou takes his own route and so becomes a wound gojo would hold onto for the rest of his life. a pain that would be weaponised against him. it's feels like such a flip from adult gojo being seemingly too cool, uncaring and childish, when in fact it's getou who treats their past friendship as some trivial teenage stuff, while gojo holds onto everything with deep regret, and later with deep betrayal at seeing getou's corpse used this way.

#tHE WAY THEY BOTH CHOSE TEENAGE FATHERHOOD AS THE ANSWER AFTER BREAKING UP WAS WILD TO ME TOO #like ??? whack stuff #jujutsu kaisen #jjk spoilers #gojo satoru #getou suguru #stsg #satosugu #txt #my thoughts

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stsgluver · 8 months

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synopsis. gojo doesn’t appreciate that one of you cares about your education.

wc. 570

“stop staring at me to distract me!”

“oh, i’m not staring at you to distract you,” satoru tilts his head with a lop-sided grin — you definitely do not miss the way his eyes drop to your lips. “i just can’t help it. my girl is too pretty."

you try and fail miserably not to let him realise how much of an effect those simple words have on you (not that he's not already full aware). “i have to practice," waving your hand towards the door, you wordlessly gesture for him to leave.

he lets out a light chuckle and you can only imagine the cocky smirk toying at the corner of his mouth; you are opting to stare at the practice test paper in front of you and not into the tantilising blue of your boyfriend's eyes for obvious reasons.

“i never asked you to stop." satoru shuffles his chair closer to yours so much so there's a little 'clink' as the metal knocks against each other. his breath fans across the back of your neck as he peers over your shoulder to look at all your empty test answers.

you should've agreed to study with shoko.

you have upcoming written tests with yaga and, unlike your pretty boyfriend, you do not have a well-known family name or millions in the bank to fall back on if you fail.

“it’s off-putting,” you shudder, sparing him a brief glance to see he's already awaiting that look from you. his glasses are pushed back onto the top of his head and his white locks are a mess that ends just above his eyes. his breath smells like the lemon lolly he'd finished only minutes prior.

satoru ignores your complaints, resting one elbow on your desk as he stares up at you. “have i ever told you how hot you are when you're stressed?” your heart skips several beats.

you poke his cheek with your pencil lightly, "is that why you make yourself the main source of it?"

"of course, baby," satoru winks and you roll your eyes at his teasing tone. "you don't find my antics charming?" as much as you hate to admit it, everything about your insufferable boyfriend is charming to you.

"satoru..." you warn quietly. he knows how important this test is to you, however, he was raised as a god. one who always get whatever he wanted and your resolve could only last so long.

his eyes close with a smile, "i love how you say my name. treat me, say it again."

"no. get out."

you poke him again with the pencil but this time he grabs your wrists and stops you from returning your hand to your paper. he pouts expectantly, eyes fluttering open and once again he's taken his dramatics to another level as you're almost positive there's tears in the corners of his eyes.

there must be a look of defeat in your eyes because satoru gives you a victorious grin, flashing his pearly whites, and you let out a groan. "fine. five minutes. you get five minutes of my time and then you can go bother suguru"

satoru jumps up like the excitable puppy he so often is, leaning down to pick you up bridal style and spin you around your room. "yay! i have my girlfriend back!"

safe to say he had your undivided attention for a lot longer than five minutes.

#teenager!gojo #gojo satoru #gojo #satoru #— toru!!#gojo fluff #gojo drabbles #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x you #satoru x reader #jjk x you #jjk

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kitty-thinks-stuff · 6 months

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i feel like with itafushi, there would be a moment where gojos like "hold on a second... U LIKE ITAD-" and megumi would have to slap the shit out of him telling him to stfu

#hes meddling and i stand by this #its bc he lost his own teenage romance #father-like gojo is very real to me also #like no megumis his son wdym #kitty thinks #itafushi #megumi x yuuji #megumi x itadori #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sorry for all the tags i just crave interaction

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pancake-breakfast · 7 months

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Ok, I need to talk about this moment.

Because Gojo pauses. I don't mean how he pulls his hand back. I mean he gets ready, and then he takes a moment to take a breath and try to steady himself. He's trying desperately to convince himself that he can carry out his mission, that he can do what he's supposed to do and eliminate this curse user who murdered an entire village. He's the only one who can do it and it's his job. It's not a matter of whether or not he wants to; he has to.

But of course, he can't. That "curse user" is still his best friend, the only person in the world who it seems got him, and now that friend has just admitted he did all the things he's accused of, and he's going to find a way to do more atrocities, and he's walking away from the world the two of them walked in together.

Geto doesn't ask Gojo to come with him. He doesn't even ask for forgiveness or understanding. The only thing he does is try to absolve Gojo of any guilt he might feel for killing him, and turn his back to suggest that, if Gojo wants to kill him, then he won't even fight back.

And for just a moment, Gojo thinks he can accept it all. He can accept the task given to him by the authorities. He can accept that Geto has become a monster who must be destroyed. He can accept that his best friend just told him it would be fine if Gojo murdered him there in the street to save the lives of so many that Geto no longer sees as worth saving.

But then the moment passes. The willpower to go through with it was only ever a brittle facsimile, and Gojo's attempt to harden it into something actionable has no real effect.

He's forced to withdraw his hand. He can't do it. Not because he lacks the ability. Not because of the possible casualties or the complications of performing such an action in public. He withdraws because, for Gojo, there's only one other person in the world who matters, and no amount of orders or faults or forgiveness can bring him to kill his best friend.