❝𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔❞ Satoru walked over to her slowly, delicately pulling her hair away to reveal the full extent of the injuries. He felt tempted to touch the scarred skin, the raised edges and the gold cracks running inside, but he quickly stopped himself knowing what would happen if he did. The Omen hummed in his ears, the sizzling of power reminding him of the muzzle they both wore around their powers. "Who did this to you?" The question came out strained, teeth ground together as he restrained himself for allowing his cursed energy free. - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ: ᴡᴇᴅɴᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 & ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ - ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴠɪɪɪ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

❝𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉...❞ ❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉❞ Mikazuki looked up one last time, her golden eyes colliding with a similar pair of ocean blues. But whatever warmth she had been expecting from him evaporated in that single instant, their gazes colliding for less than a second. And then, for the first time ever, Gojo Satoru looked away. Her fiancée, the man she was supposed to marry, her equal... Simply, looked away. "I hereby sentence you to be banished and stripped from your powers" - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - 𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑰𝑵𝑮 ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 - ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ - 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔

"I don't want to play anymore..." Satoru snatched the cursed doll from my hand, crushing it with his cursed energy until it was pure dust. "Then let's not." I took that opportunity, the last one, to save myself. Imbued my words with cursed energy, I managed to whisper, "Then stop playing with me." Shivers traveled on the skin of my nape down to my spine as his thumb softly brushed against my lips, causing them to part- his gaze focused on the snake and tongue mark imprinted on my cheeks. "Who says I'm playing with you?" - Highest rankings #1 in jjkfanfic #1 in satoru #1 in jjk #2 in gojo #1 in gojosatoru #1 in anime #7 in Fanfic Credits to Gege Akutami for the cover art!

𝐉𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 « 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 ? » « 𝑺𝒐 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒔 ? » « 𝑹𝒆𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅. »

❝𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔❞ It was so strange; everything she used to tell herself was up in smoke now. She was begging. Fucking begging. Mikazuki felt like porcelain, pieces of her slowly cracking, the immaculate white shattering into a million pieces while the golden blood she'd been cursed with filled the crevices. Beautiful, but also broken. "I'll be good!" Mikazuki promised, her face pale and weary. "I promise I'll be good! I'll do whatever you want!" She was babbling nonsense now; between the blood-loss and the agony, there wasn't a shred of sanity left in her mind. "I'll be a better daughter, the heiress you wanted. I'll be good, I will love you like I should." A single tear rolled down her cheek. "Dad, I love you. Please." And like a delicate porcelain doll, Kinzoku Mikazuki cracked. - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ: ᴡᴇᴅɴᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 & ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ - ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴠɪɪ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

❝𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏❞ "Did you...?" The sorceress let out a breath, words coming out jumbled. "Did you mean any of what you said, at the bar? About me not being... wanted." Mikazuki turned to him, her golden eyes so clear he could almost see his reflection. The silence between the two sharpened, a sudden weight and electricity filling his veins while she waited patiently. He'd said those things in haste, poisoned by The Beldam's influence but, even then, a part of it had come from him; from his insecurities and his fears. It wasn't a reflection of who she was, but a reflection of the kind of person he'd become. Gojo's resolve faltered, gaze flickering down to Mikazuki's lips for a brief second before he caught himself. "I want you." Satoru confessed before his brain got the opportunity to catch up to his mouth. - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ: ᴡᴇᴅɴᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ & ꜱᴜɴᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 - ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴠɪ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅❞ "Maybe I wanted him to touch me." Satoru didn't think, holding her wrist with one hand and pitting her arm over her head and against the wall while his other palm pushed against her collarbone. "Say that again." He dared, baring his teeth while his fingers dug on her skin, not caring whether he left a mark or not. Mikazuki stood there, unmoving, completely at the mercy of the man she spent half a lifetime craving. She wanted to feel nothing, to be as cold as ice under his touch, but it was extremely hard to turn into a freezing ice cube when Satoru ignited flames under her skin. "Say. That. Again." - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ: ᴡᴇᴅɴᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ & ꜱᴜɴᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 - ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴠ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

Being in an arranged marriage with the Gojo Satoru, y/n knew that it was inevitable to meet those filled with loath and jealousy. She finds out more about her abilities as a jujutsu sorcerer while seeking revenge for her sister's sudden death. Inspired by: Jujutsu Kaisen and Genshin Impact A/N: I have no idea what I'm putting myself into but leggo.

"You're late," Shoko pointed out, pointedly. You sat down, bowing your head at her boyfriend, and smiling apologetically. "Sorry, traffic," you lied. "Yeah, sure," Shoko huffed, eyeing the buttons of Satoru's shirt. Sure, he usually had a few buttons undone, but it was one more than usual. Satoru, noticing her gaze, grinned at Shoko, before turning to the new boyfriend. "So, what's your deal?" Elbowing Satoru while smiling politely at the man, you chuckled awkwardly. "He means, we don't know much about you. Why don't you tell us about yourself?" Shoko accepted the menus that the waitresses offered, and made sure to whisper that this table would require lots of drinks. Satoru raised an eyebrow at her. It wasn't like Shoko to be nervous about things like these. Unless, she'd found someone respectable? That she liked? Enough to settle down, even, maybe? Satoru almost laughed aloud. No way. "So how did you both meet?" "At our university's library, actually," Hiroto chuckled, putting an arm around Shoko, who tensed. "We reached for the same book. She was really cute." Satoru actually laughed out loud. #1 gojosatoruxreader #1 jujutsukaisen #1 gojou #1 gojouxreader