i know it probably doesn't come to anyone's surprise but i'm still gagged to know that this is naoya's actual lashes and i've fallen in love with him even more.
fake dating scenario with naoya pls! but with difficulty like, the s/o is more âmodernâ and is a non-sorcerer I DONT KNOW
iâm the one from the previous ask
I HAVE SOMETHING
like i always imagine that the gojo family wouldnât accept a non sorcer for Satoru even if they are a little more open minded than the zenin. So when Satoru donât accept s/o love confession, she run to Naoya to make him jealous because i think they would accept a non sorcerer only because women canât be sorcerers.
i think both families are fucked up, they are from the same generation yk
heya anon!! Oof sorry it took me a while to get back to you, I read this and nothing really came out of my mind for it đ but I think it finally did đ€ I hope you enjoy what I've decided to write with this prompt!!! I won't say much because I want you to read it instead đ
warnings: naoya is an a_hole. toxic relationship. misogyny. it's a bit messed up i think. there's an ongoing theme on my writing that you'll see explained a bit more in the end.
happy reading!!
Oh, your lack of background with jujutsu makes you the perfect candidate for Naoya to consider dating you and eventually, marry.
Itâs just⊠easier, you know? He doesn't have to give much details about why he suddenly has to go for weeks and weeks on endâwell, he still has to. He doesnât expect you to take his lame excuse or whatever it is that he tells you without putting up a fuzz if youâre like any of the other girls heâs dated, but if you somehow do not, thatâs even better!
âIâd like to go out on a date with you.â You say, making Naoya raise an eyebrow.
âHuh?â
âI mean, youâre⊠excuse me, but thereâs just something about you that I canât ignore!â you breathe, as if smitten by his mere presence. At least you have good taste. âBut⊠Iâd understand if you donât want toâŠâ
âOh, itâs not thatâyouâre stunning. I was just⊠confused by this. To be invited out on a date by a woman⊠surely you know thatâs a manâs job?â
âI couldnât take my chances, nor could I live on wondering what couldâve happened if only I took the risk...â
Naoya smirks, pleased by your answer. Did your passion really extend that far?
âIs that so?â
Heâd like to see just how willing you were to entertain him just to stay by his side, then. How desperate you truly were so heâd consider having such a pretty little thing like you clinging to his arm.
Thus, he accepts your date. Allows you to get to know him, the heir coming from a distinguishing family, the promising sorcerer with the world laid at his fingertipsâ
âOh right, you donât know what that is, do you? Well, sorcery is justââ
âNo, donâtâYou donât have to tell me if you donât want to.â You interrupt, he widens his eyes. âIt sounds⊠dangerous, and I donât want to get you in troubleâŠâ
Naoya smiles.
Youâre perfect, not only were you beautiful, but you knew better than to ask intruding questions. In fact, you stopped him right before he did so; the two barely started dating and you were already looking out for him!
Outside of the little snippets here and there that you post of your day on social media, or how your eyes seem to linger on his phone, closely listening to his calls in hopes to make out what he was talking about, or perhaps discern if he was talking to someone you knewâŠ
Everything was just what he wanted for a relationship. The values of a proper woman that just went on and on the longer he remained with you:
You didnât whine he didnât feel like doing what he wanted. Youâd accompany him to those tedious meetings when he was required and didnât speak unless spoken toâand even then, you kept exclusive to Naoya. While he could go on and flirt with any girl that crossed his path.
And if that wasnât enough, you were innate in the bedroom. Knew where and how to touch him; just what kind of words to say to keep him going, and if you didnât finish, that was your problem to deal with, not his.
If he was capable of harboring a heart, he wouldâve long concluded to be in love. But until then, heâd keep stringing you along, neatly kept away in that apartment he got for you to make his access to you easier, not because he genuinely cared where you slept as long as it wasnât with another man, and as long as you donât get all sappy on him and demand further commitment.
Everything seemed to be heading down a path he preferred⊠until all changed the moment an ornate envelope made way into his hands. One that Naoya initially didnât intend to open at that moment, probably just toss it to the side and focus on other more pressing manners, like having his fill of youâ
But at the urgency of those around him, his father specifically, he did. With you by your side, he opened the envelope and read its contents.
And loudly laughed, incredulously, for he couldnât believe his eyes.
âMarried? Heâs getting married??â He jests, as if being told the funniest joke in the history of humanity.
But you⊠you remained quiet. Not like you did whenever things you didnât understand came up, nor did you bother to feign understand him, join him with fake giggles the longer he went on with his tirade.
Your stillness was eerie, heavy. But Naoya didnât think much of it nor notice; if anything, he simply brushed you off as ignorant. Pitiful, which is why he so generously decided to loop you in.
âA friend from work is getting married.â Naoya explained. âJust some fool Iâd never think heâd settle down, at least before me.â
âI seeâŠâ
âI donât think Iâve told you about him? But I think youâve seen him, though. The white-haired guy with blue eyesâ.â
âSatoru.â
âOh, so you do know him.â Naoya frowns. ââŠHow?â
âFrom the invitation, I managed to read his name.â You respond, Naoya thinks youâre unusually attentive. âBut I think I heard his name before somewhere else.â
âWell, he is somewhat famous and important in my job. Not as much as me though, but still. As heir I guess Iâm expected to goâ.â
âI canât.â
âHm? Why? I havenât even told you the dateâŠâ Itâs the first time your boldness unsettles him. Usually, you were nothing but ecstatic to take any opportunity to show off how well tended heâs kept you, scream to the whole world you were his girlfriend. A wedding of a highly sought-after man like the Gojo heir ought to help your cause even further, and yetâŠ
âIâm going to be busy, thatâs all.â You explain, Naoya doesnât push it any further.
âAlright, I guess Iâll go alone.â
âYou can invite someone else.â You say, Naoya smirks. âYou donât have to go alone.â
âAre you giving me permission?â
âNo.â
âOf course not.â He chuckles. âBut I wonât. What good is it for me to take someone that isnât you? Honestly, itâs one of those things where a familiar face would be much better than some random chick. At least my family will see consistency, enough to stay off my case. You know?â
âYeah⊠right, of course.â
âYou wouldnât get jealous, would you? If I do end up taking someone else?â Naoya teases, snaking a hand around your waist and pulling you closer. He intends to keep this act going on for a bit more, see if this is the day you finally cave in and put up a sceneâjust to reprimand you in the bedroomâŠ
But it doesnât happen. If anything, you become far more emotionless than before, stiff underneath his touch. Catching the glimpse of something somber in your eyes, a kind of expression he doesnât recall ever seeing in you before, or even thought you capable of. Not when all heâs seen was your bubbly persona agreeing with all he had to say.
Itâs almost as if youâve heard something quite sorrowful, like the death of a family member or something. Enough to raise his concern for the first time in his life.
âWhatâs got you busy that you canât go anyways?â he asks, you look away, intently staring at the letter.
âNothing. Just family stuff, thatâs all.â
And yet, when the day of the wedding finally arrived, you texted him just a few hours before the ceremony started, saying you were suddenly free to go and on your way.
Thus, you show up. Rather modestly too for his expectations. With the most plain looking dress that almost made it seem you were trying to blend in, and not match him, which was virtually impossible considering who your date was, but even then Naoya didnât comment on it. Not on your shocking change of mind, or how you remained quiet throughout the whole celebration.
Rather because he was focused on the bride and groom instead, on what this wedding represented by itself, to him.
It was clear what was to come: now that one of the heirâs was married, it was only a matter of time before his family pressured him to do the same, take some girl they thought fitting, marry her, and get on with begetting the future of the Zenâin.
Naoya never saw himself in this position. Whether looking for a wife or planning the details of his wedding; the mere thought of it made him feel chained, revolting, to postpone in as much as he could.
Yet, when heâs presented with it at his almost 27 years of age, something feels⊠different about it. As if he were looking at it with a different perspective, perhaps maturity, or a missing piece. It wouldnât take long before he played with this scenario: with him on Satoruâs place.
And you on the brides.
It was⊠only natural to think so when in a lasting relationship, right? With someone heâs been with far longer than any other woman. You must be doing something right if youâve endured this much.
Well, he could start with the fact that he genuinely enjoyed your presence. Not only did you seem to perfectly fit in with his lifestyle, not questioning his decisions, following his orders⊠while in turn, heâd give you his card for you to freely use and yet you didnât. Why? Who knows, any other wouldâve used this opportunity to buy nothing but expensive brandsâbut when you did, you kept it simple. Humble.
As if you didnât have any interest on his money, but rather, him. The person.
Where is he going to find someone like that again? If he lets you go, what guarantees him heâll ever get this opportunity again?
The message was clear, enough for him to pull the trigger and get a luxurious ring, fitting of his heritage, just a day after the wedding. It was only obvious you were going to say yes, that much he knew, but he wasnât going to take any chances at ruin the momentum.
âYou know, Satoru-kunâs wedding got me thinking. I mean, everyone gets all emotional with these things, so I guess it was only natural that Iâd act the same way.â Naoya begins almost nonchalantly, like he wasnât intending to influence your life with a most important decision, while the two enjoyed takeout for the night.
You donât respond.
âAnyways, what I mean to say is, weâve been together for some time now, so why not get this over with and get married too? You seem content with the life Iâve given you, and honestly, I donât intend to start over after everything Iâve invested in you. So, what do you say? Will you make me the happiest man on earth?â Naoya smirks, taking out the small velvet box from his pocket and opening it before youârevealing the small diamond ring he got for you.
Any second now youâll tear up; he can already see it: you say things like how you couldnât believe this was happening, how happy youâd be to be his wife, before of course saying yes! And hell, might as well urge him to get the papers to sign them right then and there, just to enjoy your new privileges as his woman as soon as possible.
âŠ
Except, it doesnât happen. In fact, nothing that he imagined did.
All you do instead is stare at the small box before you, the one he presented without much thought. Without taking you out to dinner in some luxurious restaurant, after a romantic evening, not even preparing an intricate speech to declare his feelings.
He just did it at the most inopportune moment. In the middle of watching one of his favorite shows, you on your pajamas, and spewing whatever came out of his mind. Burdening you with his lack of oversight simply because no one ever demanded otherwise from him, simple compliance to what he believed his family would want.
There was no real emotion behind his determination, or your eyes when you finally looked up to give him an answer.
âWhy are you looking at me like that? Is it because I didnât do anything special when asking the question? You know Iâm not like that, I donât like the attenââ
âI canât do this anymore.â
âHuh? Do what?â Naoya remains as oblivious as ever. As blinded by whatever arrogance he carried, cultivated by his equally prideful family, to the inner turmoil happening with you.
To how you slowly began to detach yourself from him right after the wedding. How you didnât respond to his messages with the same eagerness as before, took your time to get back to him, if you ever did. And when you did, it was nothing less than short responses with limited interactions.
Things that wouldâve set off alarms to any caring boyfriend, shouldâve at least with the attention-seeking personality Naoya secretly harbored.
Or if you truly cared for him, would've at least tried to hide it. But you didn't, and now, it was time for him to know.
âAre you really that deluded that you canât even see whatâs been happening right in front of your very nose?â
âExcuse me? Who do you think you are talking to me like that?!â he breathes, offended.
âNaoya, stop. We donât have to put on the act anymore, behave like any of this is remotely real.â
âReal? Likeâas if this was a game?? What the fuck are you even talking about??â
âAll of this, this relationship, our datesâthereâs no possible way you didnât notice they werenât real?!â you say, trying your best to hold back your laughter at his confused face. âI canât believe it, you really are that blind!â
âOh, what are you implying now? That you just played me? Used me like some kind of toy?â Naoya frowns; if thereâs one thing he hates the most is feeling out of controlâlike he didnât have the upper hand.
Even if itâs on a most undesirable situation, he still needed to win. Such are the necessities of his ego, of his now growing disdain for you. At the face of what he thought perfectly suitable, whatever little restrain vanishes.
âAnd for what? To get money out of me? Or to get revenge on some ex you canât get overâ.â
And then, it clicks.
Why your eagerness to approach him in the first place, to assist all of his gatherings involving the jujutsu communityâyou needed to get your name out there. Your presence attached to his, for everyone to know that you were Naoyaâs, even though your heart and mind were nothing of his ownership.
Your reaction upon reading Satoruâs wedding invitation suddenly made sense too. Why you initially rejected going, before getting cold feet and attending anyways.
Because you had to see it; see if with your own very eyes: the fact that youâve gone through all of this and yet, he moved on.
Found someone better, fitting. Fell in loveâ
You no longer need to keep putting up this act. To behave as if you cared if Naoya returned from his missions unscathed. If he was hungry, if he was bored. Agree with him even though he knew he was wrong.
No wonder you were never jealous of the girls he approached; of the moment heâd tease you about spending the night somewhere else.
Itâs because you never cared. He was only a means to an end, a revenge plot that ended the moment Satoru decided to take Utahime as his bride.
And now, it was time for you to move on as well.
There would be one good thing coming out from this situation, however. Something to console him after being the so-called loser of this game, and will cling to it for as long as he hurt.
And that was the notion of your suffering, dying inside upon seeing that Satoru didnât want you. Didnât choose youâand neither will Naoya once he kicks you out of his life as well.
âYou will regret the day you decided to fucking cross me!â Naoya breathes as he takes you by the hair, pulling you up from the couch and heading towards the exit, subsequently throwing you out the door. Careless if he hurt the woman he previously intended to marry given the loud thud against the floor, or if he was being too loud and woke up the neighbors.
Naoya was too enthralled by his own anger to understand where this path could lead himâtoo hurt to even consider where you came from.
All that he cared about was your betrayal, and how he was going to make you pay for it.
âDonât think of yourself as any special! You were just a cunt for me to fuckâa passing comfort, I can find any other bitch to do just what you did, if not better. Satoru clearly did.â
And thus, he shuts the door. This chapter of his life finished.
Whatever happened to you and your delusions after that, is none of his business. Because the moment you decided to insult him your life was over.
Did you think yourself superior to him just because you had a cause to treat him like that? Hah! Youâre worse than he imagined! Worse than himself, and that is saying something!
Oh, how he enjoyed knowing you were suffering after being tossed to the side by the second time. How did you manage to fumble not only one, but two heirs? It takes genuine stupidity to pull something like thatâ
But heâs not done. Far from it. The moment he can, he dedicates his free time to finding out as much as he can from your background and use it to his advantage.
Naoya will taint your reputation, any opportunity for you to rebuild your lifeâheâll isolate you from the entire would where you wouldnât have any other option but come crawling back to him for forgivenessâŠ
Just for him to deny you yet again. And again, and again.
Your life was his the moment you stepped into his view. Perhaps the only thing he regrets is how he considered having you permanently in his life!
That he enjoyed your praises, though ultimately fake.
How you treated him, as if the title heir didnât matter to him. His money, his fame⊠it was nothing compared to him, the personâŠ
Or how he also liked going through your posts at the end on the day. Though having stated otherwise earlier on, Naoya often found himself reflecting back on the things done together, secretly hoping a repeat for another occasion.
In the solitude of his apartment, your absence is greatly felt. The once warmth lingering in his bed is replaced with a cold stillness that soon began to haunt him. He thought this would be promptly resolved with the comfort of another woman and yet, it doesnât last longer than a few words and a few touches to realize itâs not the same.
Sheâs not you.
Because it may have been fake to you; and he may have insulted you, cursed you, planned all kinds of ways to make your life miserableâŠâbut it was real to him.
For the briefest of moment, he got to feel what it is to be cared for. What it was to have a normal life, to have someone to return to, and not be treated with fear, or seeking advantage.
Naoya felt human. Vulnerable. And he never wants to feel that way again if itâs not with you.
Whatever plans he had for your destruction soon disappear when his mind canât muster a wink of sleep. The need to eat or even attempt to move on with his life.
In fact, such is the hollowness in his heart, that he even resorted to drinking in hopes to fill your absence. After swearing he wouldnât dare take after his fatherâs example, Naoya has turned to alcohol with the wish of forgetting you were ever part of his life.
But he canât take it. Not a day more when he knows youâre out there, possibly in the company of another man already, someone that if smart enough, could whisk you away and heâd lose you forever.
Naoya canât have that. He canât lose you to him, whoever that might be. Couldnât lose you at all.
Itâs why he appears before your door one late night, after having too many drinks, too many bottled up feelings pouring out his eyes, he comes crawling back to you, with the ring that was supposed to be yours in his hand, as he begs you to take him back.
To accept him, and be his wifeâeven if itâs not genuine.
âI⊠I donât care if you donât love meâif you canât stand the sight of me, or if youâre still thinking about Satoruâ!â he wheeps, now clinging to your legs like some kind of lost child. âBut donâtâdonât leave me! I canât live without you!â
âNaoya, youâwhat the hell is going on?!â
âI love youâyouâre the only woman Iâve ever loved.â Naoya suddenly declares, making your blood turn cold and your eyes widen. âThe only one that has ever made me happy!â
âThis isnât rightâ I⊠I couldnâtâ.â
âIf we canât be happy togetherâthen⊠then at least we can be miserable togetherâ We canâwe can shit on Satoru and his wife by being the perfect couple too! See? Isnât this way better? Donât IâDonât I make you happy too?â
âThis⊠this isnât like you.â
âI donât careâI just need you in my life.â
And for a moment, it felt nice to be wanted.
Of having someone desiring you so much, that he wasnât afraid of making a fool of himself just to prove so. Looking at you like you were the world itself, even if these sentiments harbored from all the wrong reasons.
You didnât expect to see him again. After you ripped the band-aid and called this whole operation by what it was, a fiasco, youâve declared your purpose terminated and began to wander aimlessly. Without hope to ever find love again, or even try to do so.
It was clear that fate had a much crueler story for you to live out, whatever family or husband you wanted was just a fairy tale, nothing more.
And yet⊠as if the gods were playing you a sick game, here was Naoyaâa man that held you oh so tightly, like the merest second he moves away youâll escape from his life forever, and heâll die.
You knew he wasnât the right person for you. The one your friends and family told you about. Nothing clicked when you were with him, not when he never cared to know what hid beneath the facade, simply interested on knowing your limits just so he could break them.
Yet... Naoya still did some things your heart held close, much to your dismay.
Like how he brought you those sweets you once recounted telling him they were your favorites whenever he found them.
How he fixed some aspects around his apartment just to make it more suitable to your enjoyment, like fixing the AC for when summer got too unbearable, or even getting you said apartment.
How he didnât hesitate to buy you stuff, even though you didnât ask him to do so, just because he could. You didnât put much effort beyond what you thought would flatter his ego, and yet⊠he kept you well-tended.
As far as willing to marry you. Any other couldâve just kept his âfreedomâ, why commit to one woman when he could simply expand his horizons? Keep himself available to the moment he eventually decides to ditch you for someone new?
Thatâs⊠much more than anyone else had done for you.
Satoru didnât even consider it. He couldnât even fathom fighting against his family to accept you⊠he bent to their will and discarded you for another woman.
And yet, though the Zenâin werenât any better, Naoya tried. Or at the very minimum, he didnât care what they thought, he simply went along with his desires. If they had a problem, heâd deal with it another time.
For now, this was his message:
He wants you.
And you⊠you didnât know so, blinded by the love of someone who didnât deserve you at the moment, but after all thisâŠ
You wanted him too.
Perhaps out of fear of solitude, and Naoya out of obsession.
But the two were still there, feelings having brewed.
The solution to all your ailments was there, right before you, teary-eyed, runny nose, tightly clinging at your legs with a proposal ring that will make everything that ever hurt you disappear if you only say yes.
And that was left to wonder wasâŠ
Will you accept?
so in all universes naoya and y/n have to end up together even if its to their detriment :)))))))))))))))))) i don't make the rules that's simply how it is hhahahahahah (jk there are some stories they don't, of course. but this is a naoya-centric blog, i gotta stick to a script)
also i've been wanting to explore this kind of dynamic. it's not necessarily the best, naoya doesn't really redeem himself but at least he gets the girl and y/n is alone anymore :) awful. anyways, hope you enjoyed this snippet of pathetic naoya, there might be more coming up hehe.
anyways, thank you for your patience!! i hope you enjoyed what i did with your prompt đ«đ take care and see you soon!!!
p.s. i chose utahime because there is no other female character i can see gojo with. i mean, my #1 ship for him is geto, but if i had to, it would be her. but honestly, i like utahime better off with someone else. someone she doesn't hate lol.
I also like the idea of you and fem!naoya being intimate forget before actually dating lol and this causes you to be so conflicted about it.
When she eventually confronts you she thinks you're being dismissive of that evening and avoiding her because of some internalized homophobia but nope.
"I didn't want my first time to be like that!! We didn't even go out on a date!"
Fem!naoya makes it her personal mission to do things right instead of just moving on because maybe she does like you in the end and feels a bit regretful of what happened. The two of course end up realizing they like each other quite more than anticipated and the rest is history :)
I also think that Nanami is involved in that frat!naoya au.
He used to be your boyfriend, and honestly it was probably your most healthy relationship but when you tell him there you wished to marry him he says something like
"not right now"
And you misinterpreted it as "I don't want to" and that pushed you to naoya who at the first time is like "yeah sure why not" lmao if it keeps you willing and near him then yeah, hell even bring down the moon.
Poor Nanami, he just wanted to make sure he got some things done first before popping the question :( even worse when you end up liking Naoya even more than you did him.
I've been... struggling emotionally with some things. I think I might've even gotten depressed because even today, though not as much as before, I just didn't find enjoyment in things anymore. In anything really.
Whenever i found something that overwhelmed me, or annoyed me and such, i kind of just isolated myself with the things i liked. which was writing, or playing videogames and such. but not even work has been able to distract me from the horrors happening in the world, and the injustice that follows.
i genuinely can't do anything with these things plaguing my mind and it makes me feel really... impotent, if not stupid, when comparing it with my own issues.
i'm feeling a bit better now but... yeah, thought it was best to let you know since i've been mostly inactive, without even writing on my free time simply because i can't :( there's nothing more that I want than indulging in naoya lol it's only today that I've been getting back it but ughhh
and then i had to make it all worse by falling and hurting my back u.u
anyways, yeah. that has been my life as of lately. :'v thank you for your patience and understanding. just wanted to let you guys know.
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