𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- a retired god gets much more than she ever wished for, when she wakes up in a room full of talismans and candles, shackled from head to toe, as a man in a blindfold sits in front of her.
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abnormal
A/N: sorry for being off the grid so much! i'm in asia for the summer, and i've been working a 9-6 job :(
also, things will be a little confusing from here on out. i began the book with nanami already knowing yuuji, but we haven't hit the versus mahito arc yet. we're about to get there, and a lot of things will change and not stay canon-compliant.
also learning to switch to second person pov. sorry if its weird, let me know if i should change back.
warnings: MANGA SPOILERS (kenjaku)
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[NAME] WAS no fool. itadori and gojo had been avoiding her for quite a while now, and she suspected that it was because of her most recent show of power. it made perfect sense, considering that they'd met with her archon self, and not her typical one.
well, shit, she'd be scared shitless too. she was typically a very nice, patient person (save for whenever a select few people spoke), and her archon self was...
brutal, really. she felt bad that they had to witness something like that, but selfishly, humanly, she also felt hurt that they would stop speaking to her over such a matter. they had sought for her help, not the other way around. even now, as she briskly walked towards the common area for breakfast, she could only roughly clench her fists in mild frustration, doing her very best to calm herself down.
as gently as she could with the rage bubbling inside her, the god slid open the door to the dining area, a well-rehearsed, polite smile plastered across her face. conversation froze as she entered, save from the two most courteous people in the room (nanami and megumi) greeting her with a soft 'good morning', and nobara eagerly patting the seat beside her, inviting the beautiful entity to sit beside her.
she accepted the invitation, sliding the chair out gently, and sitting down with a weight much heavier than what she seemed to be. nobara's face fell slack as she heard the chair creak, but ultimately remembered that there was nothing ruder than commenting on a lady's weight, instead turning back to stuffing her face with breakfast.
"how is everyone's morning?" [name] asked softly, picking up her chopsticks. the kind look on her face contrasted the vein popping out on her temple, her chopsticks nearly snapping in half. "anything of note happening recently, hmmm?"
