Yandere!Gojo x Reader

Yandere! Gojo x reader: Parts 1, 2, and 3

Part 1:

You're a year older, you're a quiet and powerful sorcerer, so much so that this first year, Gojo, just wants to talk to you. He needed to know what you do, what (did he think) was so special about you? He was getting pissed at the thought of hearing about you yet again but never seeing you. Everyone knows about his obsession with you so they all know to mess with him by getting you two to never meet. But of course, with the amount of sorcerers in the country, you were bound to. You had no interest in making friends, though. You just wanted to kill as many cursed spirits to erase the pain of your past mistake.

School, work, sleep, repeat. You're not even close to the satisfaction of exorcizing these spirits anymore. You're fighting one day and notice something in the corner of your vision for a bit of the battle.

Later on Gojo comes up to you after and invites you out to eat. You decline. He asks if you two can fight then. You try to keep walking as he's pushing his luck. You already know who he is, everyone talks about his cockiness and rudeness. Just because he's considered a prodigy, no one can really go up against him, though again, most people aren't too scared of him. You revert your eyes as he stepped in front of you.

You don't say much, just look at him and looked away, about to take another step when he appears exactly in front of where you were about to step. You look up at him. "C'mon, you're hurting my feelings."

"What do you want, underclassmen?" You breathe.

"So cold." He cocked a grin at you. "I want to see if you're as strong as they say. Everyone's too easy, they're weak. How can I make any friends if i surround myself with weaklings?" His smile quickly shifts to a look through his sunglasses.

You really had no time for him. There's more people to save, you liked to stockpile on missions, as you were given more while the first years were getting themselves together. You don't believe that's all he wanted.

"Make this quick." You huffed.

"Ah-ah-ah!" His animated self stuck up a finger. "First, we'll have to fight fist to fist. If you can manage that-" He ducks quick and swipes at your standing leg, grabbing at your outer thigh and inner calve, squeezing hard, aiming for your head to contact the floor from gravity's cruel pull. But you're out of there. Finding your balance to parallel him, Blood now running down your leg. Those ten marks burn and shoot signals towards your stomach and forearms.

Gojo's eyes never leave yours as you both stop for a second. You, to really prepare yourself for a tough session. Gojo on the other hand, stared so deepeningly into your soul, you almost don't even notice his own body moving, lifting his hands to lick the blood from his digits. "You taste amazing."

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"You know I'm obsessed with you right?" Your senses were failing you. All you could do was hear first, then the physical feeling in your body shot back to you, causing you to throw up this mornings meal a foot away from where you were laying before. Your face stickier now with this mess, joining your tears and blood. You lay back down on the concrete floor, trying to catch your breath, praying he'll give you a moment to breathe, but knowing him, this is almost his favorite part.

"You're doing so good, baby." He crouched down to where you lay.

"What the fuck was with the nicknames?"

He caresses your cheek as you breathe heavily, trying to regulate yourself from the pain. "Look at me (y/n)." Ge grabs your chin and picks it up, raising you with his two fingers.