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Chapter-2: Flashes of the past

Song: Maa by Shankar Mahadevan

मैं कभी, बतलाता नहीं

पर अंधेरे से डरता हूँ मैं माँ

यूँ तो मैं, दिखलाता नहीं

तेरी परवाह करता हूँ मैं माँ

I never, tell anyone

But I am scared of the dark, mother

I don't, show it just like that

But I care for you, mother

You sat inside the train back to Sendai and put on your earplugs. As the train started, you remembered how you finally opened your eyes...

Flashback:

It was the final year of college, you finally gathered up the courage to tell your mother about all the sexual abuse you took. Your mother divorced your father and lived alone with you. She was the one person you knew you could trust after Nanami, Haibara and all your other friends moved away.

The day you told her about the abuse she was furious. Not at you, but at the people who did this to you. She rushed to the dorm room of Satoru, Suguru and Shoko who simply laughed and beat her up. Because of her old age, she died on the spot.

You were watching...

You were crying...

Tears were streaming down your face as you just stared at your mother's dead body. It was that moment the trio noticed you. They're eyes widened as they had never seen you cry non-sexually. But that was the day you finally let out your inner demons. The ones that everyone has but keeps hiding until the correct buttons've been pushed.

Your face darkened with anger as your eyes twisted into an inexplicable look of rage and your mouth contorted to scream in anger as you cried.

You rushed yourself at Satoru and pushed him to the ground. You punched him bloody as Shoko and Suguru tried to stop you. You knocked Satoru out and beat up Suguru and Shoko until they passed out too. You ran away as you cried.

That was the day you would graduate...

Your mother promised she would attend your graduation day...

That was also the day you swore to avenge your mother...

Flashback end:

You were finally back at Sendai. You walked towards your house near a river as the sun set...

@vivinomi, @sweatywitchtree

OMG!!!!!! I JUST CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF THE LOOK ON URAUME'S FACE!!!!

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Art for my fanfic: Heavy Is The Head That Wears The Crown— wherein an SI/OC ends up as Sukuna in the Heian era

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Gojo x Hindu!Wife!Reader Arranged Marriage

Note: Cold Gojo.

You, a 25 year old Hindu woman, and Satoru were in an arranged marriage since 2 years. He's always cheerful, except when you're around of course. It's clear to everyone that you're not welcome into his life at all. This is why you aren't accepted into Satoru's friend group. Although, the students love you like you're their mother. They're always used to seeing your smile, which is fake of course. You are a very good teacher at Jujutsu high, and our curse technique is being able to bend the laws of physics. You were heading back from your missions at 11:00 PM, like normal, but something was different. You were hit by the cursed technique of the curse you exorcised. You somehow got into the house, but you were bleeding a lot. Satoru was sitting on the couch and chilling, he turned his attention to you, as his eyes widened, he rushed towards you and scooped you up in bridal style. Without a word, he took you to his bedroom and took out the first aid kit. He treated your wounds, and then let you rest in his bed because you fainted. 2 hours later, you finally wake up. Satoru is sitting at the edge of the bed with his head down low, you can hear him sniffling and sobbing...

You: Satoru?

You say as you sit up on bed. Satoru rushes to you, revealing his teary face. He jumps onto the bed and then hugs you tight. You blink for a moment with your eyes widened, but you calm down and hug Satoru back while smiling. Satoru cries onto your breast and hugs you tighter, while you caress his head. It looks like almost losing you taught him your importance...

You: Shhhhhh... It's okay........

You say while comforting Satoru and caressing his head. Satoru says in his breaking voice...

Satoru: Y-y/n..... I'm so s-sorry-y...... I-i should have l-loved yo-ou m-more and understood-d your-r importance-e.... I-i-

Before he can speak more, he bursts out into tears again. After a few hours, he finally calms down. Right now, he is hugging you with his face buried into your breast. You kiss his soft head and say...

You: Now now, stop crying my sukh(Note for reader: Sukh means happiness).

Satoru: W-wh-hat does Sukh mean?

You smile and reply...

You: Happiness in Sanskrit.

Satoru hugs you even tighter and says...

Satoru: E-even after I never l-loved you or c-cared for you, you still call me your h-happiness, why-y?

You: It's because of my dharma. Think of dharma as the code of conduct in Hinduism. Just because somebody considers me their enemy, doesn't mean I do the same thing. If someone does something wrong, I shouldn't repeat that same thing because it's wrong.

Satoru: I'm sorry....... I don't deserve you to be my wife. You're way too good for me.......

You peck him on the forehead and say...

You: I love you Satoru, and don't worry, everyone deserves a second chance. Also, you've proved that you deserve a second chance because you took care of me, forgetting all your hate the moment I needed you. I appreciate it.

**Should I continue this?**

I cried with this post...

Unfortunately, Gojo was right? Everybody did forget about him...there's no mention of him anywhere to the lead up of 271 and even when there was a single mention about him it wasn't about anything grand he has done or how funny of a man he was ...it was all simply as to what he could have done better in the fight against sukuna

So him asking yuuji to please remember him for he also has dreams and love as well is so ..

Depressing

I would never stop saying this, but he deserved better

I'm bisexual

If you support gay marriage reblog this. If you're on the homophobic side, keep scrolling.

As a bisexual, it sickens me that some people WILL keep scrolling.

No idea if anyone knows this but there was a ao3 fic of gojo x reader.

Arranged marriage and reader wasnt happy with the marriage so she would take overseas/abroad missions to be as far away as possible. Now after 2 years (i think) there are no more oversea missions and she has to come home.

Gojo is over the moon and cant wait to see his wife. And she comes to the school to see yaga or something.

There was only 1 chap published at the time and i forgot all about it until now.

If anyone knows what im talking about, PLEASE let me know.

I cant find it anymore 😭😭😭

I need him sooooooo badddddd!!!!!!!!!!

sukuna who can never let you ride him.

sukuna who starts off with saying he won't help you, that he wants to see you struggle and squirm, begging him to fuck you properly.

sukuna who loses his cool 5 minutes into you in his lap, every single fucking time he has you on him, his huge hands gripping your hips as he grunts and groans, fucking up into you so hard that his fat balls slap against your ass with each movement.

sukuna whose eyes roll into the back of his head as he practically whines your name over and over again. you're just so soft and he's hitting you so fucking deep, feeling how you drip down his cock and onto the bedsheets

sukuna who chokes when you giggle and start moving your hips too, cooing at how cute he looks when he loses himself in you like this

sukuna who tries to shut you up with his hand on your throat, squeezing as he tries to look all tough, growling for you to behave...but you can't, not when he's got those overstimulated tears in his eyes and droop dripping down his chin

sukuna who stutters over his words when he says, "y-you're s' fuckin' annoying, i-i hate you, hate you a-and this stupid fuckin'...sticky, wet, perfect pussy, goddd, jus' sucks me too good, what the fuck have you done t' me?"

sukuna who whimpers into your neck when you coo, telling him he's so cute when he tries to be mean when he can't stop fucking into you like the desperate little mess he is, nearly crushing you with his arms when his thick cum spills inside of you, his hips stuttering in pitiful little thrusts