❝I HAVE ONE YEAR LEFT AND I WANT TO DIE BY YOUR SIDE WITH A SMILE...❞
DIE WITH A SMILE 司令官のペット
ૢ་༘࿐ Satrou Gojo x Reader. ׂׂૢ་༘
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In which (Y/n) Geto, cursed at a young age by a revengeful cursed spirit...the day she turns...
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I'd wanna be next to you
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‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.Eyelids heavily fluttering open, a longing exhale escapes the painted lips. A marking of a veil across the bridge of her nose formed as Yuki took control.
An icy cloud of air escaped past her lips, she glanced down at her hands, opening and closing them almost testing to make sure she was indeed taking control.
Satoru rested his palms on his hips watching Yuki lift her legs, eyeing them suddenly. Seeing the curse not making an attempt to attack him, he decided to taunt her.
"Giving the body for a test drive is exciting, isn't it? I heard a lot about you! I even heard you and Sugawara Michizane were doing the nasty! I guess Sukuna couldn't do it?-"
Satoru's taunting seized as Yuki abruptly stabbed her fingers through your chest, digging her fingers through your ribcage until her fingers clutched around what she needed.
Blood dripping past her parted lips, pulling her hand out gradually she held her hand out for Satoru to gaze upon.
The Sorcerer couldn't move, he felt his stomach twist his heart nearly stopped beating...the hairs on the back of his neck stood as his irises shrunken upon what lay in Yuki's hand.
Your heart...
"Taunt me all you wish...I don't need to attack you in order to defeat you."
Digging her thumb into your heart-piercing it with ease, the curse wields a stoic expression. "I am in no need of this... as long as I am in the front seat of this body I could live without a heart...an arm...my eyes..."
