This is my new blog, specifically for Suguru and JJK fics and posts!
My name is Minnie, and I started off on Tumblr, writing for Bungo Stray Dogs... And a dear friend of mine, @geastherat Dean<3, suggested creating a side blog for jjk! :D
I hope this blog reignites my passion for writing fics and that you enjoy scrolling through a reflection of my love for Suguru!
Geto x gn!Reader
The reader is a sorcerer, with a unique domain
You inhaled deeply, enjoying every second of the time you have. A strong musky fragrance tickled your nose, with a hint of gunpowder and something that smelled like the ocean. You threaded your fingers through the silky, dark hair, eliciting a sweet hum from its owner.
You smiled, eyes still closed as you felt his arms hook around your waist, pulling you even closer.
“Gosh, I love you.”, he said, voice deep but so, so sweet.
You opened your eyes to find his already staring at you.
“I love you too, Suguru.”
He smiled, but it was tinged with pain. He knew that this time he had with you wasn’t going to last forever. It was going to end painfully; physically for him, and emotionally for you.
“Don’t look at me like that, Suguru.”, you sighed, wanting to make the most of the little time you had.
He immediately corrected himself and smiled, truly happily.
“I’m sorry.”
You held back tears as you leaned over to kiss his forehead, the scar from those hideous stitches scratching against your lips.
You held him there, lips against his scars, hands in his hair, as you allowed yourself to feel all the emotions that had been piling up inside your chest.
Suguru held you as you sobbed, hating himself for having to put you through this pain.
But he had to do this, for the sake of the people he loved the most.
And sadly, the only one who could help him end this misery, was the one person he loved the most.
You.
He nudged you to look at him, and held your tear streaked cheek as he spoke.
“I’m so sorry, my love…”, he said, voice lowering, “But it’s time.”
You sucked in a breath, and nodded.
You knew this is why you were here. It was comfortable, but agonising.
It had been a while since you had heard about Geto’s death. You were heartbroken and destroyed. But you somehow made it through the agonising nights and drab days.
Everything was finally going well, when he walked in through the door.
You saw him, standing so tall and alive, that you almost thought that you must have been dreaming.
But then you felt him.
The presence that had taken over your beloved’s body. A curse so evil and strong, that it almost overshadowed Geto’s energy.
You just stared at him, feeling the time around you freeze.
You hadn’t been in contact with anybody from jujutsu high for quite a while. The last time you spoke to Gojo, you had fought, during Geto's funeral.
The man, who was a mix of two sorcerers, turned to look at you, sensing your gaze. He seemed perplexed.
You couldn’t read his face. He looked nonchalant, until you saw a sliver of shock.
He smiled at you, a crooked grin, as he said, “It’s been so long, y/n”
That’s when you broke out of the momentary spell, and gulped, choking out a feeble, “Yeah.”
Kenjaku cursed himself for running into one of Geto’s old buddies. He could sense the slight unease his body felt the moment he saw you looking at him, shock and an unknown expression on your face. He could remember your name, but for whatever reason, he couldn’t remember anything else about you.
He found it strange. It was almost as if Geto was purposefully keeping information from him.
But that was impossible, wasn’t it? Mahito had assured him that no traces of Geto remained in this body.
“You’re going to have to die now..”, he mumbled to himself, planning to lure you outside and get rid you in an alleyway; somewhere out of sight.
“Why don’t we head out of this cafe?”, he said, the smile ever-present.
“Why?”, you asked, not trusting him. You knew he was an enemy if he had taken over Geto’s body, but you couldn’t cause trouble here. The place was packed with people. And a fight here would mean many would get injured, if not worse.
“You know what, it’s been so long.”, you chimed quickly, “Sure, let’s get out of here.”
That’s how you got here, in your domain. Your domain separated the soul from the body. Any soul that enters, takes a form that it is most comfortable with. In this domain, everything is transparent. There are no lies, and everything is seen, including all the scars your soul has gathered throughout this lifetime.
This allowed you to talk to Geto, his soul. He explained everything that had happened, and how he needed you to do him a big favour. A favour that he hoped nobody would ever have to go through; to kill the person you love.
Your domain didn’t let Kenjaku enter, as you had control over whom to allow in. He remained on the edge, an area that was just outside the real world, but not fully inside your domain.
If you decided to let him enter, he would be equally as powerful as you and geto, which was fairer than in the real world, as Geto had little to no control there.
In your heart, you held a lot of love for Suguru. When your souls entered the domain, you felt the scar on your chest, a reflection of the hurt your heart had felt when he passed.
You were both selfish, utilising this time to express your love to each other, and mutter those promises that had been left unsaid back then. That’s how you found yourself lying next to him on a silk bed, with sounds of birds and nature singing you awake from outside the window of the quaint house you were in.
It was all fake.
A mere figment of your imaginations; a glimpse of the life you both had wanted.
“Is it already time for us to go?”, you whispered, scared to let go. You wouldn’t mind exhausting all your energy in keeping this domain up, if it meant that you could spend more time here, with him.
He chuckled, kissing you.
“It is, I’m afraid.”
You nodded, looking down. You had to do this. This is what he wanted. He just wanted to die, peacefully.
With a flick of your wrist, you changed the scene.
The house was gone, so was your bed. The sheets you both had spent hours shuffling were replaced by a darkness, everlasting and endless.
He stood a few feet from you, smiling, hope in his eyes.
That’s when you realised just how tired he was.
He looked forward to death.
“Okay.”, you whispered, a sad smile on your face.
“I loved you Geto. I always will.”
A flame rose in his chest, eating away at him.
That’s when you closed the domain, merging kenjaku and Suguru’s soul in that split second.
In the real world, you saw Geto bend over, clutching his chest.
He looked up at you, eyes wide, “What the fuck have you done?!”
“Rest in peace, Suguru.”, you said, a tear escaping.
“And I hope you go to hell.”
You watched him collapse to the ground, flames engulfing his body.
This time, you will see it through.
This time, you wont leave early.
This time, you will ensure that’s its a final goodbye.
This is my new blog, specifically for Suguru and JJK fics and posts!
My name is Minnie, and I started off on Tumblr, writing for Bungo Stray Dogs... And a dear friend of mine, @geastherat Dean<3, suggested creating a side blog for jjk! :D
I hope this blog reignites my passion for writing fics and that you enjoy scrolling through a reflection of my love for Suguru!
