Peace Was Never an Option | Gojo x Reader

Peace Was Never an Option | Gojo x Reader

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You've survived wars, plagues, revolutions, and at least three attempted exorcisms by some of history's most famous sorcerers. You've outlasted empires, mastered a dozen languages (including two that are now dead), and made a habit of slapping Kenjaku across time and space every century or so. And yet, somehow, the single greatest threat to your peace and productivity is one insufferably loud man with silver hair, a bottomless well of confidence, and the most inconveniently beautiful blue eyes you've ever had the misfortune of seeing. You are a nine-tailed fox spirit, a scholar, a legend. All you want is to finish your damn research in peace. Instead, you get Gojo Satoru. He breezes in uninvited, steals your favorite seat at the café, and no matter how many times you banish him-with varying degrees of arcane force-he just keeps coming back. Immortality is a long time to suffer through this kind of nonsense.
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