where you go, i go (2)
TEEN!gojo x FEM!reader (soulmate AU)
TW⚠️: angst, toji being toji, reader thinks about killing someone, gojo is in his tweaked out enlightenment era soooooo gojo a little creepy and eerie
Part 2 of what you see, i see
She had been going through the motions for the rest of the day, she hadn't even bothered to stop by her school clubs, until she arrived home. A sickly sweet scent of pastries attacked her senses the second she entered. Her house doubled as a bakery for the first floor. It was a popular hang out place for people her age especially for couples. There was a parade of them this time - cheerful couples were already sharing their coffees and sugary pastries.
The universe was laughing at her. It had to be. Why else would there be so many happy couples in the store right now? It was pointing and laughing hysterically on the ground saying: "That's what you get for ignoring me! That's what you get for resenting my gift to you!" Because that's what a soulmate was, a gift. A rare and wonderful gift that no one believed in, except for those who have experienced it themselves, and she had lost it; lost him.
She almost cried on the spot.
Her mother waved gleefully from behind the register, her daughter seldom returned it as she went up the stairs. She dropped her school bag in her room besides her desk and, face first, flopped on her bed.
She closed her eyes. Nothing, there was nothing.
Her lip quivered as tears began to sting her eyes, but she couldn't cry. Not when her mother was expecting her to change and put on an apron and help as she always did after school. She could silently mourn him tonight.
She let out a shaky breath. Did she even have the right to mourn him? She had never met him or talked to him. Everytime she thought of him recently was only to insult him or dismiss him entirely. No, she did not have the right to mourn him and she deserved to feel empty on the inside.
She put on a clean apron and slugged her way down stairs with a smile as she took over her mother's place at the register. Her mom kissed the top of her head and beamed at her with a thumbs up.
She never understood why so many people hated working retail, but now, she did. She had to force a smile and treat every customer kindly, all the while, she was dying on the inside.
A man had come in. Tall and insanely buff, a scar on his mouth. He ordered the cheapest pastry on the menu and handed her a wadded up yen. Her blood turned cold when their fingers brushed.
Her mother quickly took the money away from her as she gave her a quick command to check on the oven in the back.
She swallowed and listened to her mom. Her steps were quick as she pushed the double doors that led to the kitchen, she hugged herself.
It was him. It had to be him. That was the man who killed Gojo Satoru. She reached for a knife and gripped it tight. She should kill him. Her soulmate was dead and he was the reason why. She should try and avenge him.
Sheshouldsheshouldsheshouldsheshould-
The oven blared next to her. Her head snapped to it as the knife clattered on the ground, and with shaky mitted hands she opened the oven, and took out the fresh pastries.
Those were dangerous thoughts; thoughts she never thought she would ever have against anyone. She took off the oven mitts and looked outside the circle window of the kitchen - he was leaving and her mother was watching him like a hawk, even when the bell rang sharply with a muffin in his mouth as he walked outside with the rest of the crowd. She didn't know what possessed her to run after him, but she did. Maybe, all she wanted to know was why he had killed Gojo Satoru. Maybe, she wanted this man to kill her too, so she wouldn't feel empty inside anymore.
A blur of a conversation as the words tumbled out of her mouth: "Why? Why did you kill Satoru?"
She didn't register anything other than his gruff voice, "Ah, he had a soulmate. If I were you I'd keep that information to yourself from now on." Uninterestedly, he continued, "You wouldn't want the Gojo clan to know about you. No doubt, they'll try to marry you off to another member of the clan." and then, kept walking.
She didn't hear the interest in his voice when he said to himself, "But she would be worth a lot of money if I did take her to them." He would negotiate a price first to see if he was right about her being worth any money. He would worry about that later, right now, he had a star plasma vessel to turn in.
A sharp tug on her arm is all that stopped her from running after him again.
"______! What were you thinking?" her mother gritted out as she led her back into the bakery. Her mother's voice is strict and unwavering, "Go to your room."
And she did.
She tossed the apron on her desk and kicked her school bag. How was she supposed to live like this with the rest of her entire life half-full?
A sob violently escaped her.
This was how everyone else in the world lived, she realized.
Aching and alone.
Desperate and searching.
Wanted and unwanted.
Now, she was just like everyone else like she had always wanted. She supposed, she couldn't complain.
She laid in bed, wrapped herself in a blanket - trying to keep warm, but she doubted, she'd ever feel warm again as she cried herself to sleep.
She dreamt about Satoru. Flashes of a long chain, of red, of purple, of blood, of a crowd clapping, of someone wrapped in a white sheet, of a long dark hallway.
The universe was laughing at her again. Why else would it give her dreams about him?
An uneasiness settled into her bones. Someone was watching her. The grim reaper, no doubt wearing the face of her soulmate's assassin. If death wanted her, so be it.
She kept her eyes closed.
She saw herself sleeping soundly in death's gaze. She saw the time pass through her window changing from sundown to night as death continued to watch her intently.
Hours had passed.
00:57:39
She wondered at what specific time the grim reaper would take her.
1:13:01
Did it want her to open her eyes?
1:13:10
Probably.
1:13:15
The grim reaper has been patiently waiting for her.
1:13:17
Why keep death waiting then?
1:13:20
Her eyes fluttered open.
Beautiful, vibrant cerulean blue.
It was not death. It was -
"Satoru," she whispered.
"______," he whispered back.
Satoru was sitting down on the floor extremely close to her bed with his legs crossed while his hands rested neatly on his ankles. There was dry blood on his face and on his white dress shirt.
Her mouth moved but no sound came.
"You were crying," he said as he caressed her cheek soothing his thumb along the trail of stained lines that her dried tears had left, "alot."
So, he had seen everything.
She put her hand over his and gently rubbed circles.
Satoru scooted closer to her bed, "I didn't like seeing you cry," his hand trailed up to her scalp, "or frown," and gently ran his fingers through her hair.
He laid his head down on her bed and stared at her with those vibrant, sparkling eyes; eyes that could see everything she could never see.
She touched his cheek gently, "I didn't like not feeling you."
Her whole body shivered. Satoru was here, in front of her, and she was still cold.
"Are you still cold?"
She nodded.
Never letting go of her, he kicked off his shoes and climbed under the blanket with her. He wrapped his legs around hers as her arms wrapped under his uniform jacket.
With his hand still tangled in her hair, he said, "Better?"
His heartbeat had returned to her. They were beating in unison again.
"Better," she hummed. "You?" She asked.
His lips pressed softly on her forehead, "Much better." He tugged her in closer into his chest.
She smiled.
She was warm again.
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Part 1: what you see, i see
Part 3: you know i adore you
Part 4: i'm crazier for you
Part 5: baby, you're the life of the party
Part 6: something's made your eyes go cold
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Canon Pokedex Entries (That Belong To Beta Designs)
One interesting thing about Pokemon’s development history is that in the early gens, the ‘dex tended to be written early on, but then would never be updated after the designs were finalized. This means that a lot of Pokedex entries in the games apply to designs that we never got. I couldn’t find any collections of these “contradictory” entries, so I wanted to list them out here.
(Note that this strictly applies to Pokedex entries only. If you guys would be interested in seeing a list of similar non-Pokedex things, like typing or design elements held from the beta, let me know.)
Umbreon--Gold
When agitated, this Pokémon protects itself by spraying poisonous sweat from its pores.
We’ll start with an easy, well known one: Umbreon’s Gold entry mentions it spraying poison because it was originally meant to be a poison-type according to Gen 2′s Spaceworld beta.
Dragonair--FireRed
It is said to live in seas and lakes. Even though it has no wings, it has been seen flying occasionally.
Dragonair’s beta design was named “White Dragon”, and as you can see from the image above, it had no wings--hence why Dragonair’s FireRed entry claims that it flies without wings despite it very clearly having wings.
Arcanine--Blue/Red and Stadium
A Pokémon that has been admired since the past for its beauty. It runs agilely as if on wings.
A Pokémon whose beauty is legendary in China. It is said to run gracefully and lightly, as if it were flying.
Ignoring that the IRL location of China no longer exists in Pokemon, these entries mention it running “as if” it had wings or was flying. This is because Arcanine’s beta design, called “Wing”, had wings on its heels (which is also why Arcanine’s final design has clumps of fur around the legs).
Celebi--Gold
When Celebi disappears deep in a forest, it is said to leave behind an egg it brought from the future.
A very obscure and weird one. Celebi’s original design was based off of Kokopelli, a fertility deity worshipped by many indigenous cultures, such as the Hopi. Kokopelli is said to carry children on his back to give to women, hence this very weird Celebi entry that states that it brings eggs from the future. (Side note: this is also probably the biggest single improvement over the beta Gamefreak has ever done because seriously, what were they thinking).
Latias--Ruby
Latias is highly sensitive to the emotions of people. If it senses any hostility, this Pokémon ruffles the feathers all over its body and cries shrilly to intimidate the foe.
Latias appears to be fairly smooth in its final art, with not much implying it’s supposed to be feathery, and certainly not much implying it has enough long feathers to ruffle. This is because Latias and Blaziken were once one Pokemon; one that clearly had a lot more feathers than the final design does.
Shuckle--Gold, Crystal, and Black
The Berries it stores in its vase-like shell decompose and become a gooey liquid.
The fluid secreted by its toes carves holes in rocks for nesting and can be mixed with Berries to make a drink.
It stores berries in its shell. The berries eventually ferment to become delicious juices.
Another weird one. Based on Shuckle’s original design and its original Rock/Ground typing, Shuckle is either based off of snake wine of all things, or the act of fermenting alcohol in a jug or piece of pottery. This is why it has the category of “mold Pokemon” (”fermentation Pokemon” in the original Japanese) and why there’s an emphasis on it making fermented juices (alcohol) in the ‘dex.
Gligar--Gold and Ruby
It flies straight at its target's face then clamps down on the startled victim to inject poison.
Gligar glides through the air without a sound as if it were sliding. This Pokémon hangs on to the face of its foe using its clawed hind legs and the large pincers on its forelegs, then injects the prey with its poison barb.
It’s still somewhat there in the final design, but Gligar appears to be based off a facehugger, judging by the beta. It’s even possible that this is where the English name comes from (as in, H. R. Giger).
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