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pairing: gojo satoru x fem oc
synopsis: After a successful mission, Gojo Satoru stumbles upon a disturbing secret: the jujutsu elders have been hiding a high school girl with extraordinary cursed energy to be their ultimate weapon. Bound by his own past and the life he was robbed of, Gojo resolves to protect her and give her the chance to live a normal life, free from the manipulative grip of the elders. However, the girl’s immense power proves to be both a blessing and a curse. Unstable and uncontrollable, her abilities make her a threat to those around her. As Gojo fights to shield her from both the elders and enemies drawn to her overwhelming energy, he must also teach her to control her powers—and to believe that she is more than a weapon.
tags/warnings: lying and drama
wc: 1140
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Chapter II - An Arrangement
The council chamber is steeped in an oppressive atmosphere—the kind that clings to the walls of institutions built on secrets and centuries of blood-soaked tradition. The elders sit behind a long, elevated table, their faces shadowed by the dim lighting and their ceremonial masks.
Conversations hush as Gojo Satoru strides into the room, intensity radiating from him. Gojo’s voice is calm, but his tone carries the edge of a blade.
"Fifteen years," he begins, his hands resting casually at his sides. "Fifteen years is a long time to keep such a secret, especially from the main families. A high school girl locked away, treated like a cursed tool. Care to explain what the hell you were thinking?"
One elder leans forward, his voice cold and authoritative. "You are out of line, Gojo. We answer to the higher purpose of jujutsu society, not to your whims."
Gojo’s grin sharpens, but his voice stays light. "Oh, forgive me. I didn’t realize ‘higher purpose’ meant playing God with people’s lives. Although, knowing you, I shouldn’t be surprised." His tone hardens. "Tell me. Was she dangerous? Or was she just inconvenient?"
"Both," another elder snaps, his voice firm, with none of the unease Gojo expected. "You speak as if this was an easy decision. It wasn’t. That girl’s curse technique is—"
"Spare me the excuses," Gojo interrupts, taking a step closer. "You’re going to say she’s too dangerous, right? That her power is some great threat to the balance of the world? You always pull that card when you’ve screwed up so badly you can’t justify it any other way."
The first elder straightens, his presence commanding. "You overestimate your understanding of the situation, Satoru. That girl’s existence is not your concern. We did what we had to do to protect her—and everyone else."
Gojo laughs, a short, humorless sound. "Protect her? Is that what you’re calling it? Because from where I’m standing, it looks like you locked her up and threw away the key. Tell me, did you even give her a choice? Or was her fate sealed the moment she was born?"
The third elder, the oldest and most senior of the group, finally speaks. His voice is gravelly, carrying the weight of decades of authority. "This is not a debate, Gojo. You have no jurisdiction here. Your strength does not grant you the right to undermine our decisions."
Gojo’s energy crackles faintly in the air, subtle but suffocating. "Jurisdiction?" he repeats. "Don’t make me laugh. I’ve heard you old geezers spouting bullshit excuses before, but I’ve got to admit—this one takes the cake."
The room grows colder as the third elder presses on, unfazed by the creeping menace in Gojo’s tone. "And what will you do, Gojo? Destroy this council? Overturn centuries of structure and discipline because of one girl? You’ve always been reckless, but this—"
Gojo steps forward. The cursed energy swirling around him is no longer subtle—it’s palpable, a storm gathering in a confined space. His voice drops to a low, dangerous whisper.
"Say one more word about structure and discipline, and I’ll show you just how fragile your centuries of control really are."
The elders tense but hold their ground. The second elder glares at him. "You may be The Honored One, Gojo, but even you can’t fight the entire system. If you take that girl, you’ll be turning your back on everything jujutsu society stands for."
Gojo smirks, the intensity in his aura reaching its peak. "Jujutsu society? You mean your society. A bunch of old men hiding behind rules while kids die cleaning up your messes."
The first elder slams his hand on the table, his voice booming. "You don’t understand what you’re dealing with! That girl’s power could unravel everything we’ve worked to protect! Do you want to risk the balance of this world for your pride?"
Gojo’s laugh is short and bitter. "You always have a choice. You just chose the one that let you control her the easiest. Fifteen years locked away, no friends, no life... Tell me, did you even bother explaining it to her, or was that beneath you, too?"
The second elder counters, "And what would you have done, Gojo? Let her run free, risking everything we’ve built to protect jujutsu society? Your arrogance blinds you to the bigger picture."
Gojo’s energy flares slightly, a subtle reminder of the power he wields. "Arrogance? Funny, coming from the people who think they can decide someone’s entire life by themselves."
The third elder raises a hand to silence the room. His voice is calm but firm, like the roots of an ancient tree. "Enough. This argument serves no purpose. Gojo, you may not agree with our methods, but the fact remains: the girl’s power is dangerous. If she is to live freely, it must be under strict conditions."
Gojo’s jaw tightens. "Strict conditions? What exactly are you offering? Another cage, just bigger this time?"
The elder meets Gojo’s gaze, unflinching despite the crackling energy in the room. "She will be allowed to live outside these walls and experience a life of her choosing. However, she will remain under close supervision. Her movements will be monitored, and she will be required to answer any summons from the council immediately. These terms are non-negotiable."
Gojo takes a step forward, his voice low and dangerous. "And if she says no? If she refuses your little leash?"
The elder’s expression hardens. "Then she will be returned here. And this time, there will be no debate."
The words hang in the air like a death sentence. Gojo’s fists clench at his sides, and for a moment, the room feels like it might collapse under the weight of his anger. But then he exhales sharply, tilting his head slightly as if to shrug off the tension.
"You think this is mercy?" he asks, his voice quieter but no less cutting. "Fine. I’ll play along—for now. But let me make one thing clear. If any of you so much as think about crossing the line again, I won’t bother with words next time."
The second elder glares at him, her tone biting. "You overstep yourself, Gojo. You are not above the council."
Gojo smirks, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Maybe not. But I’m above you."
The elders bristle, but the third elder raises his hand again, cutting through the tension. "The arrangement is final. The girl’s life is her own, within the bounds we’ve set. Ensure she understands this, Gojo."
Gojo turns on his heel, his coat sweeping dramatically behind him as he heads for the exit. Just before he reaches the door, he pauses, glancing back over his shoulder.
"She’s not your pawn anymore. Remember that."
And with that, he’s gone, leaving the elders in a room that feels far colder than it did when he entered.
pairing: gojo satoru x fem oc
synopsis: After a successful mission, Gojo Satoru stumbles upon a disturbing secret: the jujutsu elders have been hiding a high school girl with extraordinary cursed energy to be their ultimate weapon. Bound by his own past and the life he was robbed of, Gojo resolves to protect her and give her the chance to live a normal life, free from the manipulative grip of the elders. However, the girl’s immense power proves to be both a blessing and a curse. Unstable and uncontrollable, her abilities make her a threat to those around her. As Gojo fights to shield her from both the elders and enemies drawn to her overwhelming energy, he must also teach her to control her powers—and to believe that she is more than a weapon.
tags/warnings: fighting and drama
wc: 890
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Chapter I - The Mission
It was a beautiful day outside the Jujutsu Headquarters. The sun shone brightly upon the building, it's rays hitting the windows and leaving a delicious warmth—warmth that only served to aggravate the already annoyed Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru liked the summer. In fact, he might even say it’s his favorite season. The sunshine, colorful landscapes, seasonal delights, and the overall joy the season brought made him ecstatic. But having to come to such an unappetizing place when he could be enjoying summer’s pleasures? That was what truly pissed him off. Still, he tolerated it—for the sake of his fellow companions.
“Are you listening, young man?”
Although, he might just reconsider, he thought, raising his gaze to meet the elders sitting before him.
“There’s an unknown sorcerer threatening to destroy the headquarters. So, you want me to kill him for you or whatever, right?” he said, lazily waving his hand back and forth.
“I know your impertinence knows no bounds, Gojo Satoru, but the world of Jujutsu rests on our shoulders and still obeys our every command. Watch your mouth when you speak to us, or you’ll regret it.” one of the elders warned, glaring menacingly.
“And I know your weird obsession with stupid traditions and meaningless rituals has made your mind foggy,” Gojo retorted, his tone sharp. “but do keep in mind that you’re the one asking me for my help. If there were another sorcerer who could handle this job, you wouldn’t have called me. So, I could just as easily say the same thing to you, old man.”
“Just do as we say, and there won’t be any issues.” another elder interjected, attempting to diffuse the situation.
“Sure, sure.” Gojo replied nonchalantly, stuffing his hands into his pockets and rolling his eyes, which was enough to make the first elder’s blood pressure visibly rise.
“You are dismissed.”
Finally, he thought.
As Gojo walked out of the room, through the halls, and eventually exited the headquarters, only one thought lingered in his mind
How tiring.
The air was heavy with cursed energy as Gojo stepped into the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. It wasn’t his favorite place to be—dark, dusty, and teeming with the remnants of curses—but he figured it wouldn’t take long to deal with the self-proclaimed threat to Jujutsu Headquarters.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Gojo called, his voice light and teasing as his steps echoed through the space. “You’ve been making quite a fuss. Headquarters this, destruction that. Yawn. So predictable.”
From the shadows, a figure emerged, cloaked in black, his cursed energy pulsating erratically. The sorcerer’s face twisted into a maniacal grin. “You dare come alone? Do you think your arrogance will save you?”
Gojo tilted his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. “You’re not even worth a team. We wouldn't want anyone else wasting their time, now would we?”
The sorcerer snarled, raising his hands as cursed energy flared around him like a violent storm. “I’ll destroy you first, and then I’ll bring down the entire Jujutsu Headquarters! They’ll regret underestimating me!”
Gojo sighed. “Blah, blah, blah. You villains really need better speeches. But hey, I’ll give you credit for enthusiasm.”
In an instant, the sorcerer lunged, his attack tearing through the air with destructive force. The warehouse trembled under the sheer energy of his power. But before his attack could reach its mark, Gojo simply raised a hand.
“Limitless,” he murmured.
The attack stopped mid-air, as if frozen in time, the energy crackling uselessly against an invisible barrier.
The sorcerer’s grin faltered. “W-What is this?”
Gojo stepped forward, his demeanor casual, as though he were on a leisurely stroll. “You’ve heard of infinity, right? You can come at me all you like, but you’ll never actually touch me. Honestly, it’s basic physics. Don’t they teach you this stuff in school?”
The sorcerer’s frustration boiled over as he launched a barrage of attacks, each one more desperate than the last. But none of them reached Gojo.
“Okay, playtime’s over.” Gojo said, his tone turning sharper. In the blink of an eye, he activated his Domain Expansion.
“Unlimited Void.”
The world around them shifted, the warehouse dissolving into a void of infinite knowledge and paralyzing vastness. The sorcerer’s eyes widened as he froze, trapped in the overwhelming expanse of Gojo’s technique.
Moments later, the domain vanished, leaving the warehouse intact—and the sorcerer crumpled on the ground, his body limp and cursed energy completely drained.
Gojo knelt beside him, tapping the man’s shoulder. “Don’t go around making threats you can’t back up, okay? It’s embarrassing.”
“Honestly,” he muttered to himself, “they should just stop sending me on these boring errands. At least make it challenging next time.”
As Gojo was getting up to leave, he saw light reflecting on something next to the man. Kneeling beside the sorcerer once more he picks up what seems to be a piece of reflective paper.
“Now what have we here?” Gojo held a polaroid of what seemed to be a highschool girl with long black hair and grayish eyes. “Hey, wannabe villain, who is this girl?”
“Lik-ke I wou-uld ever t-tell you.” Gojo snickers,his blue eyes glowing in the dusty warehouse, “I hope you can back up the shit you’re talking this time.”
pairing: gojo satoru x fem oc
synopsis: After a successful mission, Gojo Satoru stumbles upon a disturbing secret: the jujutsu elders have been hiding a high school girl with extraordinary cursed energy to be their ultimate weapon. Bound by his own past and the life he was robbed of, Gojo resolves to protect her and give her the chance to live a normal life, free from the manipulative grip of the elders. However, the girl’s immense power proves to be both a blessing and a curse. Unstable and uncontrollable, her abilities make her a threat to those around her. As Gojo fights to shield her from both the elders and enemies drawn to her overwhelming energy, he must also teach her to control her powers—and to believe that she is more than a weapon.
tags/warnings: lying, abuse, drama, manipulation and romance (will be updated)
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Introduction
SHIZUKAWA YUKI 17, The Human Weapon
GOJO SATORU 19, The Honored One
also featuring
SHOKO IERI........................................…...…………………… 19, The Healer
GETO SUGURU.....................……………..……..................... 18, The Traitor
NANAMI KENTO...........................................………………. 18, The 7:3 Sorcerer
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A/N: I'm so excited to be writing this! I hope you enjoy.
pairing: hinata shoyo x fem oc
synopsis: Laura Rodrigues, Nice's sister, is set to move to Japan for work. Due to financial constraints, Nice offers to arrange for her to stay with her friend Hinata, who agrees to host her. While Laura already knew Hinata from a prior meeting in Brazil, she had never interacted with him much. Upon reuniting, she is surprised by how much he has changed since their first encounter.
tags/warnings: mature themes
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LAURA RODRIGUES
20, model for vision brasil
SHOYO HINATA
21, wing spiker/opposite hitter for mbsy
HEITOR SANTANA.......................................
25, beach volleyball player
...........................................................and more
A/N: I know dogshit about volleyball, and unfortunately the pictures used for Hinata are of blondes since i could not for the life of me find any pictures of gingers.
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