14 Works by NoGravity
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“Sensei. You're supposed to tell me how bad these are for my health and punish me for smoking on school grounds, you know?" Yuji blurts out.
Why the hell is he bringing that up?!
"Mm, true,” Gojo says. “But you don't need me telling you that. Yuji is a smart boy, he already knows how bad they are. As for punishment… I have a different way of punishing disobedience." He grins, all teeth, and Yuji’s mind wanders in a very questionable direction, all on its own. He’s blushing furiously, incredulous at his track of mind.
What the fuck, Itadori!?
“Ah, Yuji-kun. Catch.” Gojo throws something at him. Yuji catches it, dropping the cigarette butt in the process. An apple-flavoured lollipop.
“For the taste.” Gojo explains, waving as he walks off. Yuji is left staring after him, a little dumb-struck from their whole interaction.
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At last, Winter takes over and nearly rips Stark’s suit apart, gets his arm blown off in the process. That isn’t the end of it, though. Rogers and Stark are still fighting and James is frantically pulling Winter back once more, right in time for him to stop Roger’s shield from slicing Stark in half. There’s a moment where the dust settles and no one says anything and Winter watches through James’ eyes as Stark blinks his own open, practically hears his heart beating madly under that suit of armor. Then it’s just Stark staring at Winter- James, actually, who is crouched above him not unlike Rogers’ stupid shield, only the intent this time was to protect Stark. Whatever the reason for James’ action, it leaves all three of them muted for a while, until Rogers shifts and Winter realises they can both feel the shield having come down on their back instead. He’s still propped up on his hand, hanging over Stark but the moment’s dissipated when one of them speaks.
“What the fuck,” Stark whispers, blinking dirt out of his eyes, his heart rate still through the roof.
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“Stiles, listen to me. Whatever you do, do not come upstairs! I need you to do as I say: phone the Animal Control, tell them to come over right now; there’s a wild animal in the house.”
“What!?” Not a moment later, there’s a huge clatter of chairs being shoved haphazardly away and feet pounding on the floor. Stiles is already running toward him.
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As he walks towards the door, Nanami looks at his back, and has to narrow his eyes in order to make sure he hasn’t gone blind.
On the back of Itadori’s white T-shirt, there’s a text, in bold, black letters, big enough that even if Nanami were almost blind, he couldn’t miss it.
It reads: Property Of Gojo Satoru
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AAAHHH!” Kugisaki screeches, and Yuji jumps.
“Why is the country peasant using makeup that I can’t even afford?!” She yells, stomping over to stare murderously at him.
“Because Sensei takes care of Yuji-kun~.” Gojo brags, his fingers cold on Yuji’s jaw.
“But it’s wasted on him!” Kugisaki somehow manages to sound angry and whiny at the same time.
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Yuji looks up, and his Sensei is right there, the only white thing in this place.
“Sensei,” Yuji says, only wondering if he made him up, maybe.
Gojo-Sensei crouches down beside the pool, curious. He’s not wearing a blindfold or shades. Which is why his eyes are almost blinding to look at, amidst the pure black.
Yuji can’t look away, even if they hurt.
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“Itadori. I’ve been wondering for a while now, but what’s with that ring around your neck?” Kugisaki asks him.
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He might have had a name, a life, a mortal body. He might have lived for a while, as something else. He’s been here for too long- long enough to know how dark is the dark above the atmosphere, and how long the newborn stars will live. He knows the eerie sound of planets, like they’re mourning, like they’re calling. He hates that sound. It feels like he should remember something, every time he hears them.
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Why is he here, pounding his bullies into the ground, looking like he’s not even breaking a sweat? Junpei can see all of him from where he stands. The expression on his face. He doesn’t know Gojo Satoru well enough to read his expressions. The guy is an enigma, all laid back attitude, mean and spoiled and possesive as fuck.
Worst of all, possessive of Itadori Yuji.
Junpei wanted to hate him. The moment he figured out that he’s crushing on Yuji, hard, is the same moment when he realized he has no chance. Not because he is, well, him, but because Gojo Satoru was there. Gojo, deadly beautiful, gifted in all aspects, strong as a monster, and a really, really possessive boyfriend.
Yuji’s boyfriend.
So what’s he doing here!?
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Alternate title for this fic: Every Cliche Under The SunOr: Itadori Yuji is a trouble magnet, and the biggest trouble in his new school is Gojo Satoru. It’s just high school though, so how dramatic can it really get, right?
Right?
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Satoru is by no means a submissive person. He’s cocky, arrogant, with the biggest ego there is, and a dominant personality like no other. There is nobody out there he’d let dominate him, and yet, as much as he loves inflicting punishment, a small part of him, (ok, maybe bigger) also wants to be on the receiving end of that punishment. -
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“Why wouldn’t you tell me your name? Or ask for mine?” Yuji tries, because it’s been nagging at him for so long now.
The man is staring at the two brands of chocolates in his hands. His mouth is pulled straight across his face, so Yuji can’t read him.
“Because I don’t want to know how to find you,” He says, and Yuji frowns. “I want to tempt fate, see how many times she’ll bring you to me, without me seeking you out.”
What the hell is he saying?
“Haha, did that sound cool or what!?” He laughs, and Yuji groans.
“Do you ever mean anything you say?” He asks him.
“Most times.” The guy grins at him, all teeth.
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This work can be confusing if you haven’t read Convergence first, so just a heads-up.
There’s TWO VERSIONS of Satoru Gojo in this fic:
-The older one, who is reffered to as Gojo, only
-The 16 years old one, who is referred to as Satoru, only.-
Gojo stills, his mouth open in surprise. Then in an instant, he lifts Yuji in his arms, stepping off the bench, all ministrations forgotten.“Sensei?” Yuji asks, unsure.
Satoru has an idea of what Gojo’s reaction means. They are the same person after all.
Gojo leaves the kitchen in big strides, Yuji clinging to him, dazed and confused. Gojo looks down at him, finally, a wide grin stretching his lips.
“Yuji, I’m going to ruin you~.” He promises, and Satoru is totally on board with that idea.
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“Do you wish to take his place, brat?”
Itadori stares at the prison realm as if willing it to open so it can swallow him whole.
“I would have done it long ago if I could.” He says, with no hesitation in his voice.
“Go ahead, unseal him!" Sukuna laughs, delighted. "I’ve been bored to death in this timeline, anyway. I’ll rip your precious Sensei to shreds the moment he steps out of that thing!” Sukuna's eyes look all wrong on Itadori’s cheeks, filled with malice and the sick pleasure of his fantasies.
His mouth is wide, like a gaping black hole.
Or: A very jaded Yuji travels back in time, post-Shibuya arc, in Satoru’s second year. He sticks around for a while.
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Still, he won’t believe it unless he sees it, so he peeks under the table for a second.
It’s a foot. Gojo’s naked foot, to be more precise. Sliding innocently along his ankle, and up his calf. Struck dumb, Yuji looks at Gojo, who looks back, just as innocently.
Only for a second, then he goes back to his phone.
His foot though, keeps brushing alongside Yuji’s, teasing. It’s actually cold to the touch, he realizes when he feels toes slide under the hem of his pant leg, going up as far as they can. A shiver runs down Yuji’s spine, and he can’t really play it off as nonchalant as Sensei does. He looks at Gojo, who simply scrolls on his phone, or at least pretends to.
“Sensei” Yuji says, feeling warm all over.
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“Itadori! Don’t you want to be good for Satoru?” Suguru tries, his voice resounding in the living room. Itadori jerks, his panting breaths gradually coming to a stop.
Suguru clings to the idea.
“That’s it, be a good boy for your alpha. He wouldn’t want you destroying everything, yeah?” It’s a lie, of course. Satoru indulges him to the point of encouraging all these bad habits.
Or: Yuji turns into a wolf, and wreaks havoc in Suguru’s home in the absence of his alpha.
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He got all up in Sasuke's face, "Wanna fight, you dirty fucker?"
"Anytime" Sasuke smirked at him and damn, Naruto wanted to eat that smirk off his lips like crazy. But. Priorities.
"Ok, bastard. You got it!"
They were all in each other's faces like usual but something was wrong. This proximity was ok but. Naruto didn't feel like pummeling Sasuke to death. He just felt like other things. Like inhaling that good scent, like nuzzling Sasuke's neck, like getting his hands all over... fuuuck.
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"Dare" He said, to compensate for it, and because nobody said it yet and he wasn't one to shy from a challenge.
"Uh, oh, Sasukee" Ino was delighted, throwing him an all too malicious grin. "This is punishment for refusing the first question, by the way" He did dread it a bit. She seemed like a scary person.
"I dare you, Sasuke Uchiha, to- dance with Naruto!!"