Aced It🃏
pt.3
summary: you are the strongest sorceress in the world. you have been set on a mission to hunt down the world’s strongest sorcerer, in which is collaborating with cursed spirits. as you battle, you figure you might have an opponent worth fighting and …caring?
warnings: swearing, fluff only and bloody fighting
fic: strongestsorcerer!gojo x strongestsorceress!reader
‘Oh, u-um,’ your cheeks turned bright red, ‘I’m supposed t-to capture you.’
‘Oh?’ He smirked. ‘That didn’t go well, did it?’
‘Ahaha, yeah…’ you laughed weakly.
‘Well, Sukiyaru, I’ll see you around.’
‘H-how d’you know my name?’
‘I can read minds.’ He winked, and teleported away.
This guy is on another level…
It had been a few weeks since you fought Gojo, luckily you didn’t get another one of Nanami’s infamous scoldings because you had told him that the blue-eyed nuisance was ‘too strong to handle’. It was morning now, way earlier than your work shift. You sat down at the local coffee shop, buying some coffee to chill out and kill time.
When the order came, you took it and went out the door. You had barely stepped two feet when Satoru Gojo fucking appeared in front of you. ‘Wow, real cool.’ you thought.
‘Heyyyy!’
‘What the fuck?’ You exclaimed. ‘Why in Tengen’s lacy panties are you here? You could get caught!’ You ranted.
‘Geez, take a chill pill. First, again, I didn’t know you thought about me so often. Second, I used infinity to make myself become invisible. To other people except you.’
You narrowed your eyes. ‘That still doesn’t answer my question of why you are here. On the way to a fuckin’ date, huh?’ You sneered. The bastard only snickered, ‘No, unless you want to have one with me.’
‘Yeah, sUrEeeee.’
‘When and where.’
‘You’re such a— What.’
You looked at him befuddled, did he just fucking ask you out? ‘No-nonononono. You’ve got me all wro—’ You laughed faintly, flush covering your face. ‘Nuh-uh~’ He said in a sing-song voice, ‘No takebacks, sweetie.’ Blush covered your features, tinting at your cheeks and ears.
‘Are you serious?’
‘Yes, I am, Suki. You’re cute when you’re flustered.’ He smiled, pulling a chair and propping his head up on the table.
What the fuck is in his eyes? You thought.
Oh.
Genuine hope.
Gojo POV
Tell me I’m a creep but I’ve been following her since the day we fought. I can’t accept that I’m not hers.
The way she sways her hips when she walks.
The way little dimples appear on her face when she laughs and smiles.
The way she ties her hair in a messy bun and flicks it when it gets in the way.
The way the sun hits her dark crimson eyes, making them glisten.
The way she smirks at her opponents in a battle when they are strong as fuck.
I need her. God, I need her.
Your POV
‘Next Wednesday, 6 p.m! Don’t be late!’
Satoru’s childish voice broke your train of thoughts. ‘I- wait-’ You stammered. You didn’t have time to protest as he already skipped away.
You were so in shock that you almost didn’t notice about ten Grade 1 cursed spirits surrounding you.
Almost.
No need to care about that date now. You’d worry about it later.
One of the curses lunged at you, baring its long, razor-sharp fangs.
‘Frozen Ace.’ You smugly said. All of the curses froze in place. Suddenly, icy spikes began popping out of their body, everywhere.
Skin.
Hands.
Head.
Everywhere.
The Frozen Ace was an attack that freezes opponents in place and creates a poisonous icy body frame starting from the heart. If the victim moves even the smallest millimetre, they will be ripped to shreds.
The curses were dumb enough to keep attacking and moving, only to be turned into strips of guts n’ blood.
‘There.’ You whispered lowly. ‘Are you proud, Gojo?’
a/n: yall this fic gon have loooooooootssss of parts >.< sowwy PWEASE GIMME A CHANCE
