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Obeisance to the Arrow - Noritoshi Kamo
#4 - Cursed Bride
[Gojo Satoru vs child marriage - who wins?]
[tw: not much really, noritoshi kamo x reader, forced marriage, child marriage, mention of child murders]
#3 - Menarche #4.5 - Sweet Dreams #5 - Man and Wife
Jujutsu Tech School, Kyoto
“MARRIED??!!??1?!”
Momo can’t believe it, really. “Married?? Married???? NORITOSHI –” She pants. “MARRIED?”
“Momo, don’t react like this, it’s his duty as a clan lea-”
“Utahime-sensei, HE’S SEVENTEEN!” Miwa cannot believe it either.
“Miwa, Momo, behave. He feels bad enough already-”
“Ugh, married at his age.” Nitta is actually enjoying this a bit, despite being worried. “I heard he’s been engaged to his -wife- since he was twelve!”
“WHATTT” Momo and Miwa both scream.
“-- and the girl was eight!” Nitta’s breathing hard, excited to be of service.
“I think i- i have to go sit down.” Momo says, “do you believe this, Mai? Huh, Mai?”
“And actually-” Nitta flashes
“Nitta, I’m telling you, behave yourself, all of you kids, have some class–”
“--the girl is Mai’s cousin!”
Amid a chorus of shocked gasps, Nitta earns a box on the ear by Utahime. This is the worst way it could have gone, Utahime’s head hurts at that spot near the eyebrow.
Just last night, Utahime was pouring down a bottle with Shoko on video call when she heard a pounding on her door. An ashen faced Noritoshi Kamo stood before her, trying his best to be composed. She had known about the engagement and all, but to console a student about his impending and inevitable marriage– she had really underestimated the role of a teacher. He asked her what he should do.
What was there to do? “If you don’t get married, you lose out from the Clan Head position” and by extension the chance to give your mother a good life, but Utahime didn’t say that part out loud. “If you do get married, well, you’ll have a higher rank as a married man.” Gods above, what am I saying, he’s a kid. “It’s her we need to think about, more than you, no?”.
Utahime had actually offered him a sip of her soju mix, which he graciously declined. Poor chap looked like he really needed it.
“What does she want to do?”
“I don’t know, Utahime-sensei.”
She mused over it for a moment. “Noritoshi, we’ll take care of it, okay? You go to bed now, it’s late”
But he didnt move from the chair he had collapsed on. “Sensei”
“Yes?”
“It’s not just the wedding, it’s all this, the things are set up like, the expectations on me-” he fumbled for a bit. “sensei, we’re expected to have children, as soon as possible.”
I should have brought out the whisky.
“We’ll handle everything, you don’t worry, okay? Besides, do you want to proceed with the wedding, Noritoshi?”
He hesitated. “I see it to be beneficial, and as you said, it’s more of her who’s affected. It is selfish of me, I realise. I want to do whatever would be correct, but I don’t know what.”
Yeah, Utahime thought, the poor girl will have to immediately take on the duties of a wife, managing the household and everything else. And then children, and as many as possible too. Poor child.
“Sensei, does Gojo Satoru know?”
Gojo Satoru did know. In fact, said Gojo Satoru was at the Kamo estate, waltzing through the sunny gardens with you. You in all traditionals, as was expected, and him in his dark sunglasses and sneakers.
“I’m happy to see you here, Gojo-sama.”
“Ah, I usually am not invited to things like this.” he grinned. “What excuse did you give to the elders?”
“Asuka-chan, Noritoshi-san’s cousin, is interested in you. I convinced her that I am a close friend of yours.” you said, “In fact, I am setting you up with her now.”
“No one can blame your Asuka-chan, she has good taste!”
“But I called you for something more important, Gojo-sama.”
“Hmm?” He smiled.
“One of Ryomen Sukuna’s fingers is in a school, and it’s attracting curses that would probably kill the children soon.” You looked at him, “Gojo-sama, I’ll tell you more happily, but I need you to fulfil your promise first. I hope you understand my situation.”
Both of you had stopped in front of the garden lake. Koi swam around, unaware of any Sukuna or weddings.
—---
“Yaga, Yagaaaa”
“No, Satoru, I’ve said what I said.”
“She’s sharp as a knife, and with the way things are moving, you would be thanking me for finding her! Now -” he stood up suddenly, “imagine if we had her a month ago” The Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.
“You’re trying to kill her then? Make a jujutsu sorcerer out of a non-violent cursed technique!”
“She’ll help Shoko”
“It’ll anger the Zenin Clan, possibly the Kamo Clan too.”
“Blame it on me.”
“Satoru” - and Satoru beamed, knowing he’d won. So Yaga just wanted to cause a show for fun? He didn’t even resist much. “Satoru” sighed Principal Yaga. “Be careful with that child.”
“Ah, yes yes” Satoru was already bouncing out the room.
“I mean it, Satoru!” Yaga yelled behind him. “She’s a danger to society!”
Damn right she is.
Satoru got you a cell phone secretly, which was great even though you quickly realised that you barely had anyone to call or text. The Kamos did not approve of it (apparently, you were too young for a cell phone, as your father-in-law told you, while he was planning the catering for your wedding). You had no friends, really, having been homeschooled (with your technique, all you had to do was to collect all the books and use Distillation and viola! You understood everything. Maybe you should apply for a PhD). Satoru Gojo was the only contact. Except, maybe …
Next thing Satoru got you was a lawyer to investigate if you had been entrusted with any assets. Bzzzt! Unfortunately not, the assets from the Zenins meant as a wedding gift went to your husband only; besides you were both minors. Satoru opened a bank account for you and put a little something in, for you to have some independent cash.
Satoru Gojo was a good man, despite what the elders said.
#4.5 - Sweet Dreams #5 - Man and Wife
Bonus: This is how I suppose their first text would go. They’re really not close to each other lmao.
Obeisance to the Arrow - Noritoshi Kamo
#6 - Husbandly Duties
[noritoshi kamo wrangles with his family to get you into jujutsu tech school + gojo satoru keeps his word]
[tw : 1000+ words, noritoshi kamo x reader, child marriage, arranged marriage, misogyny, girlie gets access to schooling, malala would like this chapter]
#5 - Man and Wife #7 - Jealousy, Jealousy
Gojo Satoru stood on the doorstep of the Kamo Clan the next morning. “Am I too early? I stopped to pick up a present for the newlyweds!”
Within the next ten minutes, Noritoshi had been woken up, urgently dressed and washed, and sat in front of Gojo Satoru, with all the elders of the family in tow. Satoru’s sudden arrival had soured the mood of the whole family; everyone expected some upsetting news or the other. Satoru himself seemed to take no notice of this. “Is your wife bothering you already, Noritoshi-kun?” He beamed at the half-awake half-worried young heir. “She’s so bossy! As her benefactor, I can tell that she’s a handful!”.
Benefactor, huh? Noritoshi was impressed, quite frankly. Somehow or the other, you had won the support of Gojo Satoru himself, and that too secretly. Since the conversation was turning to his wife, he had no choice but to speak. I’m in no mood for your nonsense. Spit it out, Gojo.
“My wife has been sweet, Gojo-sensei. How have you been?” He answered. “Would you like some tea?” Satoru understood what he meant-- “How important is this conversation?”
“I believe we should all have some.” (“Important and involving the whole family. Sorry”)
Gojo had come here to vouch for your admission into Jujutsu High Tech School. Apparently, it was the wedding gift from the Gojo Clan to the newly bridged Zenin-Kamo one: Satoru himself would overlook the education of the young couple. On the surface, it seemed a rare opportunity to learn from the strongest sorcerer himself. But every Kamo family member sitting in the room understood the threat behind his words: The young bride is now under my protection. I’ll keep an eye out for her. Don’t cross me.
The Kamos erupted with anger, all polite social manners thrown to the winds. Noritoshi’s father threw a tea-cup at Satoru (blocked by his Infinity) and an uncle called him a “flyhead meddling in an ox’s dung”.
Satoru watched as Noritoshi sighed and started to calm people down. He requested the women to not trouble themselves with inelegant family matters anymore, and they silently left the room. Then he ordered the servants to clean up the spilled tea, get some fresh oolong out, and light some incense. Finally, he waited till his male relatives cooled off by themselves (took a few minutes) before finally speaking up: “My apologies, Father, Grandfather. But I would feel rather insulted as a man, albeit a young one, if matters of my wife were to be discussed with other men. Do I have your permission to speak to Gojo-sensei alone about this?”
“No, no– you’re too soft on–”
“Let him, son.” Noritoshi’s grandfather placed a hand on his father’s shoulder. “He’s a man now. He knows how to think. Show our Satoru-kun the gardens, Noritoshi.”
Amazing. Gojo really appreciated the boy now. He handles people so easily. Noritoshi bowed low to them and gracefully guided Satoru to walk with him in the gardens. Like you did, some months ago.
“My apologies, Gojo-sensei.”
“No, no, the tea was good though.”
“Ah, it’s from our own gardens. So about Zenin-san…”
“She wants to join Jujutsu High." Satoru replied. “You’ve no problems with it, I suppose.”
“Hmm” Noritoshi took a minute to fully consider it. It's fine, right? I don't see how this could hurt anyone. As long as she behaves herself, it should be fine. “None, I think. Besides, her cousin Mai studies with me too.”
Noritoshi had wanted to look Gojo fully in the eye and ask, why? What does she have over you that you are helping her so much? What secrets do you keep amongst you two? Why does she trust you so well?
Of course, Noritoshi didn’t say a word. He just nodded and signed the stack of paperwork for your school admission. He had full rights to do so. He was your guardian, after all. His hand stayed a bit before signing a paper declaring that ‘The liability of said sorcerer's death falls upon the undersigned.’ But he signed it anyway.
His family was screamed at him later on for allowing you to leave for school. He saw you snickering at him from behind the curtains, watching him get yelled at for your sake. He scoffed. What a fucking pain in the ass kid.
—--
“You know, you could have just told me.” Noritoshi and you are back in your bedroom again. You look up from the Jackie Chan movie playing on the TV as you laze on the sofa.
Damn. Noritoshi is just getting out of the shower, towelling his hair dry roughly, clad only in his soft blue bathrobe. You can see drops of water dripping down his face to his broad chest. You quickly look away. Damn, Kamo. “Aghh, cover up, idiot! What the heck are you doing?” You grit out. “Shameless ass!”
He grumbles at that. “At least say thank you”. Ungrateful little bastard. You manage to piss him off like no one ever can. Except Todo, maybe. “If you had only told me about Gojo-sensei beforehand, everything would have gone by a lot smoother.”
You choose to pretend that you can’t hear anything, instead turning up the volume of the TV. You know exactly how to get under his skin. Actually, you weren’t too sure that Noritoshi would agree to your schooling as quickly as he did; you don’t actually know Noritoshi, do you? You did have a few cards up your sleeve to get him to acquiesce to your wishes (you had those cards on everybody, actually. It’s good armour for someone as defenceless as you.)
Noritoshi chooses to answer your silence with his own silence. You two were leaving for school less than a week now, even though you were going to the Tokyo school (Satoru Gojo’s personal request). Less than a week and he’d be rid of his annoying immature wife.
He huffed at the thought, pulling a yukata onto him. You make it a distinct point NOT to look at him when he’s changing, no matter how red your face gets at the thought. One week and I’m out of here. He casts a look back at you. Oh, you’re blushing? How cute of you. His heart softened a little. Her, a sorcerer? Gods look after her.
#7 - Jealousy, Jealousy
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Bonding with Beer.
an. skipped school tday lol , i'll add more to this trust
syn. You introduce Utahime to a hidden downtown gem, where the dimly lit lights and the clink of glasses makes a comforting atmosphere.
wc. 1.1k+ warnings. drinking [utahime lori x gn!reader]
Utahime stared at the small, shabby pub that Y/n had chosen for their night out. The neon sign flickered sporadically, casting an unnatural glow over the otherwise dull street.
"Seriously?" she muttered skeptically. "This is where we're going?"
Y/n simply grinned, completely unbothered by her doubt. "Trust me, it's a hidden gem," they assured her, grabbing her hand to lead her inside.
As they entered, Utahime couldn't help but quietly gasp at the sight before her. Despite its unimpressive exterior, the pub's interior was nothing short of stunning. Dark oak tables lined the room, their surfaces polished to a shine. Softly glowing lanterns hung from the walls, casting a warm light that created a cozy feel.
"How did you find this place?" she asked, awed by the transformation. Y/n chuckled, guiding her to a corner booth. "I have my sources."
They settled into the booth, ordering on the iPad that was set at the table. Within moments, the waitress appeared at their table with two glasses of stouts.
Utahime raised an eyebrow as she took a sip, appreciating the rich flavor. "This isn't half bad," she admitted, setting down her glass.
Y/n smiled, content to see her enjoying herself. "See? I told you this place was worth it." They leaned back, taking a drink of their own beer.
The night continued, marked by the clinking of glasses and the soft murmur of laughter. Y/n and Utahime found themselves in a hazy world where the worries of the day dissolved into the background, leaving only the warm, comfortable presence of each other's company. Each joke shared and every sip of beer consumed only deepened the connection between them. It was an intimate, precious moment – a bubble of solace in the chaos of their lives. Just waiting to get popped sooner or later.
Utahime looked at Y/n, a soft smile playing on her lips. "You know, it's moments like these that make me forget that Gojo even exists."
Y/n returned the smile, reaching over to lightly grasp her hand. "Yeah, I agree, it's nice to just have a quiet night. With you."
They sat in comfortable silence, savoring the peaceful moment and the warm glow of the pub's lights. Soon the two finished their drinks and decided to order some dishes.
Y/n leaned back into the chair, their shoulders slumping down and a relaxed smile on their face. They watched as Utahime swiped through the available dishes on the iPad, her slender fingers gliding gracefully over the screen.
"Hmm, what should we get?" Utahime mused aloud, her gaze fixed on the digital menu. "Any preference?"
Y/n shrugged casually, their eyes still on her. "You choose," they replied, the words coming out with a sigh. "I'm fine with anything."
Utahime chuckled softly, raising an eyebrow in mock skepticism. "You're always 'fine with anything.' One of these days, I'll make you pick something without complaining."
She turned her attention back to the iPad, browsing through the various options. The menu featured a variety of traditional Tokyo-style dishes, from yakitori to ramen to sushi rolls. It was a smorgasbord of culinary delights.
As Utahime mulled over the choices, Y/n watched her, their eyes taking in her every movement. The dim lighting of the pub cast a soft glow over her features, emphasizing the sharp angle of her jawline and the way her hair framed her face. She was an absolute beauty.
"What about this?" Utahime asked, her voice cutting through Y/n's thoughts. "I could go for some sushi rolls right now."
Y/n snapped back to attention, looking at the iPad screen. The image of the sushi rolls, neatly arranged on a plate, appeared on the display. The vibrant colors of the sushi, the contrast of the nori seaweed and the various types of fish, were appetizing.
"Looks good to me," Y/n agreed after a moment, a small smile appearing on their lips. "Let's go with that then."
Utahime pressed a few buttons on the iPad, finalizing the order. The waitress appeared soon after, clearing their table and assuring them that their food would be ready shortly.
Y/n resumed leaning back into their chair, their gaze now drifting to the surroundings of the pub. The soft hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses created a cozy atmosphere. Occasionally, a burst of laughter would erupt from one of the nearby tables.
Y/n took a deep breath, feeling the tension in their shoulders leave. They stole a glance at Utahime, who was now skimming through her smartphone.
A sense of tranquility washed over Y/n. Here they were, in this small, unassuming pub, enjoying a quiet night out. The worries and responsibilities of their daily lives seemed momentarily suspended, replaced by the simple pleasure of hanging out with a colleague.
Just then, the waitress returned, balancing a platter of sushi rolls in one hand and a two fresh glasses of beer in the other.
"Here you go," the waitress said with a smile, placing the sushi rolls on the table and the glasses of beer on separate coasters. Y/n and Utahime thanked her, their eyes immediately drawn to the appetizing array of sushi in front of them.
"Looks delicious," Y/n commented, reaching out for their chopsticks. The scent of the fresh fish and rice immediately filled their nostrils, making their mouth drool.
Utahime then picked up her own pair of chopsticks, eyeing the sushi in front of her. "Mmm, definitely," she said, a hint of anticipation in her voice.
Y/n held up a piece of sushi with their chopsticks, a playful grin on their face. "Say 'ahhh,'" they teased, holding the sushi out towards her lips.
Utahime rolled her eyes, a mix of amusement and slight annoyance showing, but she couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of her mouth. "Seriously?" she said, but leaned forward to accept the offered sushi.
Y/n chuckled, watching her take the sushi into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around the delicate piece as she bit down, her eyes closing for a moment as she savored the taste.
"How is it?" Y/n asked, setting the chopsticks down and picking up their own piece of sushi to eat.
"It's good," Utahime said once she had chewed and swallowed the sushi. "Just the right amount of soy sauce."
She picked up her own chopsticks and returned the favor, offering Y/n a piece of her sushi. "Your turn."
Y/n's grin widened as they leaned forward, opening their mouth to accept the sushi that Utahime fed them. The sushi melted on their tongue, the flavors a burst of freshness. They chewed and swallowed, enjoying the taste as they looked at Utahime.
"You're right," Y/n said after swallowing. "It is good."
They continued to share bits of sushi between each other in this playful manner, feeding each other bites and laughing softly when the sushi fell into the other's lap, or when a piece was stolen away before being fully eaten. Their conversation flowed smoothly, topics ranging from light-hearted gossip to deeper discussions about life.
Honestly i will never understand the hate for GojoHime.. Like i don't really ship but them but i still don't understand the hate for them to be honest
By the way you guys I was actually going to write in chapter 13 where this unknown person texts you "can you keep a secret?" On chapter 12
Well it was going to be that they were going to tell you that gojo and utahime used to date in high school but she lied to you because she didn't want you finding out about that
And then you were going to feel betrayed and stop talking to her for a few days but I figured not to go with that instead it's going to be completely different :)
Bye-star
an idea for a gojohime idol au story (because I noticed there aren't many), Hime is a child idol and has many fans, but at the age of 20 she is attacked by a sasaeng, and because of the scar on her face she begins to being criticized on the internet, she is forced to retire (the ceo is the director of the kyoto school), utahime becomes a teacher and goes to work at a children's school (yes, her class has to be the kyoto students, the version their baby must be cute). There she meets the school nurse, Shoko, and they become best friends, and another teacher, younger than her, Gojo, who is secretly a fan of hers, the two get involved after a lot of fighting.
Someone please write about this, and if you have a similar story tell me, sorry for any spelling mistakes, English is not my first language.
Gamer Girly - part 2
link to part one • link to master list
cw: alcohol, bisexualness, idk me being half gay
MDNI 18+
not proof read, literally wrote this bc of my insomnia and not being able to sleep tonight
You and Geto texted to plan a FaceTime call in a few days as it worked for his schedule and you were beyond nervous. Even going as far as using your whitening strips and getting your eyebrows done. You planned it for Thursday evening, a time after Geto’s stream was over, before you, Utahime, and Haibara were about to go out to bars for Thirsty Thursday with your fake ID’s. You did your makeup and hair while listening to the squads stream rehearsing in your head what you think Geto would say. You picked out a black crop top and a short denim skirt to wear paired with your vans. As they wrapped up their stream you started feeling anxious and took a shot of a vodka mini bottle you had lying around your apartment to calm some nerves. As you swallow some orange juice as a chaser your phone buzzes from your desk.
‘hey just wrapped up, let me know when you’re free and I’ll shoot you a call. :)’
god texting him felt like you were flirting in high school all over again like a giddy innocent girl.
you set your macbook up on your desk so you could have a better view of him for the FaceTime.
‘sure, ready whenever you are!’ You respond.
Your anticipation leads to sweaty palms and sipping a white claw that was left in your fridge at some point as you pace around your bedroom, making sure everything in the background is okay.
your ringtone from your laptop goes off rather loud and you quickly sit at your desk but don’t press the answer button too soon. The 10 seconds it takes the call to load seems like years as you bounce your leg under your desk.
“hey!” You both speak at the same exact time, as you nervously giggle.
“How are you?” Comes out of both your mouths at the same time again.
“I’m sorry, you first,” you say as he chuckles with his eyes squinted close in the most precious way.
“I’m great, happy to be done streaming for the night and getting ready to go out with some friends, how about you?”
“I’m also going out with some friends for once! We don’t go to bars a whole lot but wanted to try one tonight. Other than that great now that I actually get to speak with you,” you admit, blushing.
“Yeah about that, this moderator thing is pretty easy, mainly the thing you have to watch out for on my discord is people sexualizing Shoko. She’s started to get butthurt about how she’s ‘more than a pretty face’” he rolls his eyes sarcastically.
“Oh yeah of course…” you pause, “are you guys like dating or…?” You close your eyes not believing you just fucking asked that.
“Oh no no, she’s been Satoru and I’s best friend all through high school. We taught her to play and she has pretty much gotten better than us.”
“Satoru?”
“Oh sorry yes that is Gojo’s first name, we all go by our last names on the stream.”
“Oh yeah okay, makes sense,” you glance over at the notepad sitting next to your laptop wondering if you should be taking notes.
“I have to admit there’s not really a whole lot that goes into it, I just wanted to see you over FaceTime.” He grins, lighting up a blunt and casually looking at his screen to see your reaction.
He can’t be flirting with you…right? You decide to take the ball in your court, “well what can I say, I’m only one of your most devoted fans,” winking at him and hoping you don’t seem too lame.
He chuckles, taking a long puff of his blunt and passing it to someone off the screen.
You dare to ask, “also sorry if this is too personal to ask so soon, but I saw your area code is close to where I go to college, can I ask where you’re from?”
He looks like his brain is trying to fit pieces together for a moment, looking up at the person he passed the blunt to. “Uh, yeah I’m from Shibuya and I go to university here.”
Your jaw drops, “like University of Shibuya?”
“Yeah, are you familiar with it?” He asks.
“I’m a junior here! I had no idea you guys were from around here or went to the same school!”
You hear Gojo in the back whisper “oh my fucking god”
Suguru shoots daggers at Gojo, still off screen, and doesn’t know what to say.
“We don’t have to meet up or anything if you’re uncomfortable with it! We can just pretend like we didn’t talk about this,” you blush nervously thinking he was put off by something you said.
“No, no, I mean it would be great either way. Just was a little surprising that’s all.” He responds, no longer looking around for Gojo, just focusing on you on his screen.
“Yeah well I’ll promote you to a moderator tonight and have the other mod text you to kinda explain the situation.” The dark haired mystery man smiles awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. “Oh and the pay, uh how does $20 per hour sound?”
“Yeah sure whatever you’re willing to pay I’ll take it!” you say almost too eagerly. You knew mods got paid kind of well but you didn’t know it was this good. If he streams 7 days a week for 2 hours, that’s already $280 a week. Plus the time you spend in discord on the chats.
“Okay well I’ll be in touch…” he trails off and you can’t tell if he’s either high or just uninterested in your conversation. (In reality Gojo had a girl sitting on his lap sucking his face off and Suguru was trying to decide if he was disgusted or turned on)
“Yeah, thank you for picking me! Look forward to talking with you,” you say hoping he’s not regretting his choices noting that he got a little awkward after the talk about being local arose.
“Yeah, see ya,” he says too casually with hardly a hint of a smile on his face. You click the ‘end call’ button and sigh. It seems like this unobtainable crush you had on suguru for the past 9 months was still just that. Why had you never seen him around town or campus? Granted, it was a really big school and everything but never once had you seen him, by god you would remember that face.
You snap out of your trance back to your white claw and scroll to find your texts with Utahime while you down the can
‘your place in 10?’ you text her.
‘Yes, sorry kinda last minute but some of haibara and i’s other friends are going to come too’ she texts back and you groan, not in the mood to meet new people.
The thought of having to be social enough to go to the bar was anxiety inducing, but now having to actually meet people before you’re drunk? You grab two more of the mini bottles of vodka you have in your freezer downing one and shoving the other in your pocket for when you get to Utahime’s apartment.
You walk into her unlocked flat without knocking, being too in your head from the FaceTime call and what it meant. Utahime is sitting on the counter, Haibara between her legs as they are making out passionately. Her arms wrapped around his neck, legs spread in her skirt so Haibara (and you) can see her turquoise panties.
“Oh I’m sorry,” you giggle staring at the scene in front of you. “I thought you were expecting me.”
Utahime, obviously embarrassed jumps down from the counter acting like nothing happened and walks over to give you a hug. Wearing a blue skirt, white shirt, and red bow in her hair she looks as cutely innocent as ever. You looked about as opposite as her as possible with your ripped denim skirt, black crop top revealing your cleavage just perfectly, and black and white checkered vans.
“How did the call go?” She asks as Haibara excuses himself to the bathroom trying, but failing, to hide his boner from their make out session.
“Great but I have news about like the four of them -“ you’re cut off by a knock at the apartment door.
In walks a girl with white hair, a black button up black mini skirt, with knee high socks. She was accompanied by two average looking men, obviously whipped by her aura.
“Mei Mei!” Utahime runs over to her and gives her a hug. You’re a little taken aback by the warm welcome this new girl received versus your very awkward one. Well I guess that’s what you get for not knocking.
Haibara comes out of the bathroom looking like he just splashed cold water on his face and neck, “Bayer, Kokun, good to see you.” Walking up to them to dab them up.
You take this opportunity to down the mini bottle in your pocket and take a sip of Utahime’s sprite she left sitting on the counter. Sheeeeesh, three mini bottles and a white claw in before you even leave for the bar? You’re feeling pretty good and confident. Walking in on the couple’s make out session made you realize how long it had been since you got any action. Besides your vibrator working over time, usually after Geto’s streams.
You force yourself out of your thoughts and walk up to the trio chit chatting with the couple and introduce yourself. “Hey I’m y/n” and extend your hand to shake.
“Nice to meet you, y/n, Utahime has told me a lot about you.” Mei Mei says in her naturally sultry voice. Your eyes nervously look at Utahime, consider she had never mentioned this attractive white haired woman to you before.
“We’re new friends, she just moved in down the hallway and these two guys helped her move in.” Utahime says reading your mind.
“Ah nice to meet you, I’m just a few floors up if you ever need anything.” You respond.
“All we’re missing is Yuki right?” Mei Mei asks as she directs her attention to Utahime.
“Yeah but who knows if she’ll show up. I’ll text her to just meet us at the bar.”
-
With that, the group heads out to go to one of the dive bars in the city, a little place with karaoke on Thursdays. Supposedly Mei Mei knows the bouncer quite well, walking up first in the crowd to whisper something in his ear, finger trailing down his chest. You’re not sure what she said to him, only that his cheeks turned red and he let the 5 of you in without checking your IDs at all. From what you heard this place didn’t let fakes in very easily so you wonder what could have bribed that man. You grab a high top table in the back near the pool tables with Utahime and Mei Mei as the 3 boys go to grab you drinks.
“Can we sing a girls song together?” You propose to the two.
“Y/n are you drunk already? You’d never suggest that sober.” Utahime raises her eyebrows at you.
“How about the spice girls?” You ask ignoring her question. Mei Mei nods with a slight smirk. As you go up to put your name on a slip of paper the boys come back with the drinks. The DJ winks at you and you immediately regret your decision.
A few songs later and it seems your drink is gone, listening to the boys talk about sports and video games, as the two girls chat about their one annoying neighbor on their floor that has the loudest sex imaginable.
You walk up to the bar and stand patiently next to a tall beautiful blonde woman.. you try not to stare as the bartender comes over to her and asks her order. “I’ll take a whiskey and ginger ale, and whatever this girl is having.” She smirks pointing her thumb over to you. “Vodka cran please,” you squeak out to the bartender, nervously smiling at her.
The man goes to make the drinks as she sticks out her hand, “Hi pretty, I’m Yuki.”
“Oh you’re Yuki! Friends with Mei Mei and Utahime?” You stumble out the words remembering her name from earlier.
“Sorry, I’m y/n. I’m here with them tonight, I can take you to them if you’d like?”
Yuki leaves her card with the bartender and hands you your drink. “After you,” she smiles taking the first sip of her drink looking you up and down smugly. You grab her free hand with her vape in it and weave from the bar back to the table you all had claimed.
“I found someone you guys may know?” You shyly interject trying to be funny. The whole group erupts into various versions of “Yuki! Oh my god so good to see you!” She props herself up on the last open barstool at the table. Baggy red cargo pants and a black crop top, no bra with nipple piercings pretty obvious. She catches you staring and nods her head in a “come here” kind of way.
“So what’s your type?” She asks.
“Uh what?” You question back.
“What’s your type of woman?…or man I guess.” She eyes you up and down as if trying to determine your sexuality.
“Uh… I like long hair? And someone who can have a good time?” You’ve never had to answer that question on the spot so you think your answer was decent enough.
She lets out a chuckle and takes another sip of her drink. “So you’re not playing for a single side I’m hearing.” She smirks and puts her arm around your shoulder.
“Yeah I guess not” you smile back realizing how close your faces are.
Just then the DJ announces the next karaoke names, “y/n, Utahime and Mei Mei are going to sing us Wannabe by the Spice Girls!”
“y/nnnn” a tipsy Utahime grabs your hand and starts rushing you three to the stage. One thing you forgot about this place is you have to take a shot before singing. You three take your shots of what tastes like battery acid, stinging going down and trying not to think about it as the music starts.
The 90s classic song gets ever girl in the bar singing and dancing at the edge of the stage and you see Haibara behind the crowd video taping your performance.
Your words are starting to slur slightly and you are just having a great time feeling like a pop star. You swear up in the balcony of the bar you see a white head of hair jamming out and screaming the words but hey everyone’s having a good time!
The song comes to a close and the three of you get escorted off stage. You split from the two and say “I’m going to step outside to smoke for a second,” as you do when you drink.
You walk up to the back door of the bar and as you go to push, you feel someone else pull. With the alcohol in your system, your reaction time is a little delayed. Before you know it you are falling forward towards the gravel with your arms out.
“Oh Jesus Christ” you mumble out assessing the damage while you sit up so you are on your knees. Only a few scrapes as the person on the other side of the door comes up to you and puts a hand on your back.
“Oh my god are you okay I’m sorry,” you hear a familiar voice. Too familiar.
You turn around to meet amber eyes inches from your face.
“Geto?” Your jaw drops.
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A/N I had to go through my archives to see what someone would wear to a bar in 2018 😭 and look up a discord mods hourly pay on google 😭 also had a bi panic moment w Yuki and Utahime and MeiMei as usual if you can’t tell
everyone talks about how sugurus dub voice doesn’t fit him but adult utahime’s voice literally sounds like a grandmother
literally rewatching s1 for the fourth time and just now noticing this
cowgirl utahime ☆
ac: qeanoya
solo forbidden zone //
Todo: Why are you so salty?
Chisaka: Why are you so nosy scarface?
Itadori: Um guys let's not argue-
Nobara: BEAT HIS ASS!!!
Fushiguro: *Simply done with life*
Utahime: Do you not see our students arguing idiot!?
Gojo: *Recording the scene* I'm sorry what were you saying?
GET OVER HERE, GET OVER HERE!
It's late, what are you doing up?! I know. You're reading fanfiction about your favourite fictional characters. You're so relatable.
The jjk characters ask you to come over!
Part 1 Including: Gojo, Nanami, Yaga, Yuki, Shoko, Kashimo, Ijichi & Kusakabe Part 2 Including: Geto, Toji, Choso, Ino, Higuruma, Sukuna, Uraume, Shiu & Utahime
CW: sexual references/smut, profanity, fluff, angst (?), gambling, Anne Rice mention, soliciting sex work mention, sex toys and fondling.
A/N: part 2. I'm very ambitious.
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THE INK IS STILL DRYING
Marriage is hard work! I mean, I wouldn't know but that's what I hear. I wish you all prosperous relationships.
The jjk characters during your divorce!
Part 1 Including: Gojo, Nanami, Yaga, Yuki, Shoko, Kashimo, Ijichi & Kusakabe Part 2 Including: Geto, Toji, Choso, Ino, Higuruma, Sukuna, Uraume, Shiu & Utahime
CW: DIVORCE & SEPARATION (children of divorce, close your eyes), angst, toxic relationships, intimidation, parental alienation, child abandonment, jealousy, profanity, insulting language, tiniest bit of fluff.
A/N: my brain feels fried from the amount of emotions I need to channel lmaooo.
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WHERE, OH, WHERE IS MY FOUR-LEAF CLOVER?
Falling in love is kind of weird. I don't do it, but I know that's the general sentiment. But, it gets weird and awkward if you fall in love with your best friend. A word to the wise: tread carefully!
The jjk characters are your friends that you're crushing on!
Part 1 Including: Gojo, Nanami, Yaga, Yuki, Shoko, Kashimo, Ijichi, Kusakabe & Utahime Part 2 Including: Geto, Toji, Choso, Ino, Higuruma, Sukuna, Uraume & Shiu
CW: fluff, profanity, a little bit of jealousy, mention of phone sex lines, mention of hospice.
A/N: Happy pride month, my fellow lgbtq peeps. I'm going to celebrate by watching the gayest movie ever: St. Trinian's 2.
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COME GET YOUR BABY
Let me tell you there's only one thing better than pining, and that's balls to the wall upfront confessions baby!
The jjk characters finding out you're going on a date!
Part 1 Including: Gojo, Nanami, Yaga, Yuki, Shoko, Kashimo, Ijichi & Kusakabe Part 2 Including: Geto, Toji, Choso, Ino, Higuruma, Sukuna, Uraume, Shiu & Utahime
CW: fluff, jealousy, not-so-subtle manipulation tactics, mild sexual references, profanity.
A/N: can be read alongside 'where, oh, where is my four-leaf clover?' but also can be read as a stand alone. eat up! ヽ(*⌒▽⌒*)ﾉ
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