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missnight0wl · 2 years

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At first, it was only about Jacob.

Jacob sacrificed a lot, and in many ways, he adjusted to Patricia. He asked for one thing in return: to protect his sister. It felt only right to oblige. Besides, he was right that Helena would be necessary if anything went wrong. Patricia thought that it’d be the least of her worries. After all, how hard could it be in comparison to everything she’d done to prepare Jacob? But good Lord, was she wrong…

Her relationship with Jacob had become more of a partnership than mentorship quicker than she’d like to admit. She never wanted to let him know that, but she saw him as one of the most dependable people she knew. Helena, on the other hand, was a scared yet rebellious teenager, ready to go against the world unprepared, if it was necessary. Yes, she shared some similarities with her brother. She was very intelligent and talented. Patricia saw the same gleam in her eyes when something piqued her curiosity. She was equally stubborn as well, if not more. Unfortunately though, in Helena’s case, it’d often lead her to dangerous situations. And for Patricia, it was simply an inconvenience. On top of that, Helena was dealing with a lot of insecurities, but while her brother was often too self-doubting because of that, she tended to hide everything with unjustifiable youthful overconfidence – and there’s only one step to recklessness from there. In other words, she was… very much like Patricia.

Patricia almost always saw herself in Jacob, and it didn’t change over the years. However, the more time she was spending with Helena, the more she felt that they are similar – and maybe Jacob was actually better than both of them. Perhaps that’s also why it was so easy to care for him and so hard to care for her... But she made a promise that she’d do whatever she decides is the best considering the circumstances. And she decided that it’s protecting Helena – because that’s what Jacob wanted.

It’d be a much easier task if protecting her didn’t mean keeping her in the dark. Not that it felt wrong or anything. Patricia kept secrets even from Jacob, after all. But the situation with Helena was different. There was so much information that couldn’t be revealed too soon, and Helena was too inquisitive and too observant for her own good. Sometimes, Patricia wished to simply keep her in a locked room, though she knew Helena would break out no matter what, even if she’d be too weak to do anything else. Therefore, she decided to make her stronger instead.

And then, she realised there’s another similarity between Helena and her brother: she would also intrude into your life if she desired so, whether you like it or not.

At first, Patricia cared about Helena because she knew that Jacob wants her to be safe. Eventually, it occurred to her that she wants Helena to be safe, too.

#hogwarts mystery #hphm #hphm mc #jacob's sibling #helena ellis #hphm jacob #jacob ellis #patricia rakepick #jackepick #the cursed trio #my writing

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vixlenxe · 1 year

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The Trio of ‘I’m Super Hot, but will Never See Myself as Such, or Admit It’

Xaos Nightheart @prettyboywarrior

Sakura of Makoto @akumanoken

Tiffanie de Quenderlain @vixlenxe

#the cursed trio #prettyboywarrior #akumanoken #[One with the Demon Within] Tiffanie Quenderlain; Aesthetics #CRACK!DO YOU WANT SOME FCKN COCAAAAAANIE?

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tikklil · 19 days

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Come hang out with the trio!!

I miss them every day 😩

#虎伏釘 #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fanart #jujutsu kaisen fanart #itafushikugi #jjk trio #cursed trio #itadori yuuji #megumi fushiguro #nobara kugisaki

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aonekoda · 4 months

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cherishing her

#didnt think seeing shibuya animated would trigger me that bad but here we are ig #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk2 #nobara kugisaki #megumi fushiguro #yuji itadori #jjk trio #jjk first years #itafushikugi #cursed trio #fanart

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luxites · 2 months

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gachapon with the first years 🐱💫

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incepstla · 4 days

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Endless cursed trio gifs 18 ⋆⋆⋆: It's like that?

#jujutsu kaisen #jjkedit #nobara kugisaki #yuuji itadori #itadori yuuji #megumi fushiguro #fushiguro megumi #jjkdaily #hyeahjujutsu #fyanimegifs #anisource #fymanganime #dailyanimatedgifs #usertorichi #useraki #userokkotsus #my edit #cursed trio gifs #incepstla

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winterpower98 · 5 months

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I finally sat my ass down and made a coherent reference for the outfits in Cursed AU AND I KID YOU NOT THE AMOUNT OF TIME I HAD TO REDRAW MK'S OUTFIT FOR PART 4 IS STUPID

All those extra MK outfits are all the ones I made while I was trying to come up with one I didn't hate

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nibeul · 1 year

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mock cover for better in threes

#id in alt #yes there are mistakes no u do not see them!#based on that one Tokyo trio panel I forget the chapter but s when they’re on the bridge #looking for the curse #anyway I love this au dearly again and have a bunch of cover ideas ✌🏽#originally I was going to try and mimick the feel of Gege’s covers (did 2 a while ago)#however I like this better #jjk #geto suguru #gojo satoru #ieiri shoko #nibeul art #better in threes #trio swap au

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ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously · 3 months

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hello! i want to say i live for ur satoshoko art i love every single one of it 🥺 i lowkey wanna see domestic satoshoko being awkward first parents w an infant like them arguing abt what to do and who gets to do what when their child cries, a panicked first time dad gojo with a chill shoko (but deep down is actually anxious as well) is kinda funny... anyways thank u again for feeding the satoshoko community rly well

Hiiii. Thanks for the ask. I took some liberty with this one. I can't see them being super panicked at all but I can see them not being able to handle a Gojo baby ahhahaha So this is my take on it!

#i think we decided to call the princess sora #obviously she'd start showing signs of ce super early on #floating around #randomly crushing her toys #satoru finds it super exciting shoko just finds it tiring #think of..... jack from the incredibles HAHAHAHAHA #hc that the baby first developes cursed energy while the itafushikugi trio is babysitting her #shoko and gojo on their date “i have a bad feeling” “should we go back?” “lets go back”#and the return to a destroyed flat the trio trying to keep the baby in check #shoko ieiri #gojo satoru #satosho #satoshoko #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #fanart #IPMSSA_Shoko!Fanart #IPMSSA_SatoSho!Fanart

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cacti-are-like-flamingos · 9 months

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Living Waters...

Gojo Satoru x Reader x Geto Suguru

The Cursed Trio | Desert Oasis

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Before setting off for the day, you made sure to grab an extra hairband, anticipating that Geto might need one if his broke. As it turned out, he had the same foresight, which wasn't all that surprising considering the amount of times you'd lose them.

Another curious fact, for some reason, everyone came to you whenever their uniforms got a tear or two simply because you had once mentioned liking to sow things back together

You swear Gojo would do it on purpose considering he always had his stupid fucking infinity on. Geto, on the other hand, likely made sure to be just a tad bit more reckless with his uniform before turning it into you.

He actually liked to watch you work, eyes entranced by the way your hands move and manipulated the fabric --- all while you hummed some tuneless melody under your breath

Moving on

Did you know that Gojo accidentally revealed to Yaga that you had a fondness for unique plushies? Since that day, Yaga began surprising you with a new plushie every day. Sometimes he'd toss them straight at your face, while other times, he'd leave them outside your door.

As the days passed, your room became a plushie wonderland, and you realized you needed to have a serious conversation with Yaga about this overflowing collection.

Despite your talk, the "plushie issue" remained unresolved. However, every Friday after class, Yaga started setting up the classroom to teach you how to knit as a way to compromise.

With this newfound skill, you took matters into your own hands and began creating mini-plushies of everyone around you.

For Kento, you designed a stylish cream business suit that perfectly complemented his rather bland calm personality. You also created a matching outfit for his best mate, Habaira, but in a sleek black color. Habaira was overjoyed with the gesture, though he playfully joked that he looked like his mini-plushie was ready to attend a funeral. Kento couldn't help but chuckle at the comment, a rare small smile gracing his lips as he softly muttered a heartfelt 'Thank you.'

For Ieiri, you crafted a unique plushie, dressing her in a doctor's coat and adding her trademark little cigarette, capturing her essence beautifully. She was absolutely thrilled when she saw it, expressing her excitement with a lazy smile as she kissed you on the cheek.

Yaga received a miniature replica of his current look, which he proudly displayed by placing it next to his computer monitor in his office. Sometimes, you'd catch him smiling at it.

Gojo's plushie was a fun challenge, with a spiky-haired version of him sporting a blindfold instead of sunglasses. Gojo playfully teased you about making a second version because you just couldn't get enough of him. You threatened to take it away, and he protested, holding the plushie just out of your reach. Lanky bastard.

(You never did see that plushie ever again tho, wonder what happened to it)

As for Geto, you searched the internet for some fashionable outfit inspiration and dressed up his plushie accordingly. He later humorously referred to it as his mini shaman (the fashionable outfit was a shaman's attire. Sorry not sorry) , but he assured you that he genuinely loved it. In fact, he liked it so much that he transformed it into a keychain for his bag, carrying it with him wherever he went.

I should mention that by now, your fluency in Japanese had improved dramatically. However, out of a sheer habit, both boys had the tendency to order for you. Then again, they also ordered for one another. Everyone in this fucking three-way has memorized each other's orders like the back of their hand.

You know their coffee orders by heart; Geto knows both of your favorite meals by heart, and Gojo knows both your and Suguru's favorite sweets by soul. (Sorry not sorry)

You all take turns treating one another, but often it's Gojo who insists on paying for you and Geto, given his big-boy bank account. (You will never reveal to them how somehow Mei Mei has become your sugar mama and pays you for simply existing, on the daily)

Geto can't ever drink your or Gojo's coffees because they're just too sweet. It's so sweet it could put a diabetic into a coma. So the two of you happily share taste-sips with each other.

On the other hand, Gojo couldn't handle the intensity of your and Geto's meals due to their overwhelming spiciness. Just the aroma wafting around would bring tears to his clear sky-blue eyes. As for you, vegetables weren't your preference, so Geto would kindly slide his plate close to yours, allowing you to discreetly transfer the unwanted veggies onto his plate without creating a mess on the table.

Gojo would then tease you for your preference, mocking you as he likened you to a small child. So properly, the only adult response was to engage in a game of footsies with him under the table until, accidentally, Gojo hit you a bit too hard, causing you to flinch and squeak. Geto noticed your reaction instantly, and he gave Gojo a piercing glare, silently warning him to be more careful. Gojo, feeling a bit awkward, focused on stuffing his face to avoid eye contact with Geto.

Ah, nothing like a protective mama Geto

Whenever you're trying to avoid Gojo and his endless taunts, you have a clever strategy: hiding in his dorm room, a place he never imagines you'd willingly go. As he spends the entire day searching the school high and low for you, you're actually inside his room, peacefully resting or just relaxing. Oftentimes, you snoop. Hehe

You possess like some Gojo-detector, giving you the ability to sense when Gojo is about to return to his dorm room. The moment you feel he is messing you, you swiftly sneak out unnoticed. He never manages to catch you, and the mystery of why his bed sometimes smells like you remains unsolved for him. That is until one night, he stumbles upon your favorite bracelet tucked under his pillow, the clasp broken.

You can't escape him anymore

Geto finds solace in your room, partly captivated by its enchanting fragrance. The persistent presence of an oil diffuser emanates an aroma that seems to be woven from the fabric of dreams. Its sweet and gentle, a lingering scent that holds a subtle allure, almost addictive in its embrace.

Lost in the allure of the ambiance (doesn't help that you like to keep your room dark and cold with blue lighting) Geto spends literal hours nestled amongst the plushies, lulled to sleep by the whole scenario. Whenever he departs from your room, the decent clings into his clothing. Leaving a trail of flowers behind that informing others of his presence in your room.

Speaking of him

Sometimes, you wake up in the dead of night, feeling something off. It's as if you possess a strange, innate ability to sense when someone is going through a rough time. Perhaps it's connected to your Cursed technique, or maybe your soul simply has a way of recognizing their distress. Regardless of the reason, you find yourself instinctively reaching for one of your pillows and following the invisible trail of energy.

Tonight, your focus settled on Geto's room. He had entrusted you with a key long ago, allowing you to enter his private space when desired.

You approached the door with a gentle, single knock (you have this specific way of locking that involves lightly tapping on the door with your nails. Much like a cat would) before letting yourself in. And there he was, sat up on his bed, his blankets tangled around his lap as beads of sweat trickled down his face. A haunted look in his eyes.

Geto prided himself on being able to maintain a stoic poker face, but even he had to admit. Out of your little trio, you were the one most attuned to their emotions. You could read the warning signs long before they fully manifested.

You slipped into his bed, performing your nightly ritual of unraveling his locks from the right bun he wore to sleep. Quietly, you would always mention how it wouldn't do any good for his hair and how it might give him more morning tangles (knowing well that you yourself slept with your hair loosely tied). Yet, with tender care, you gently massaged the palms of his hands, hoping to bring him back to the present, back to you.

And he came back to you, blinking his lovely onyx eyes as they lightly widened at the sight of you in your nightgown, sitting right next to him, his hand in your grasp as you cooed him back to safety.

No words were truly exchanged; that was for the morning routine. So, for then, the two of you simply settled back into his bed. His hand never left your own as you slowly placed it onto your chest, just where your heart would be.

Your heart beat, calm and strong, lulled him into a dreamless sleep.

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(A/N): As I was writing this, you fuckers kept blowing up my phone with the amount of likes you were giving my shit. Like damn, I see now we have some early risers here. Goddamn.

I have such a headache rn it's not even funny.

The idea of being a Gojo-detector is rather humorous, isn't it?

Wonder what Geto dreamt about that had him so distressed. Is it the start of something or just your everyday PTSD?

Drop a comment

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Hope you enjoyed!

Edited: 7/24/2023

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missnight0wl · 1 year

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I’m thinking of a mini-series of very short texts about Jacob, Patricia, and Helena’s future. Just random ideas, not always entirely serious. You know, something like that one text about Jacob missing having a cat or about a Halloween party. Well, it wouldn’t even be a series, to be honest. Just a way to frame and organise these thoughts.

“Secret scribbles” has a nice ring to it, I suppose.

#the cursed trio #jackepick #secret scribbles

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 4 months

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Anyways the epilogue was great. Short and sweet. Im glad we got more kieran content!!

His smile i cant do this /p 😭😭😭

#im so happy for him tbh #thr part where everyone wants to help him deal with the 'curse' warmed my heart ong #he needed the paldea trio as friends AUGH #pokemon #pokemon sv #mochi mayhem #mochi mayhem spoilers #pokemon spoilers #pokemon kieran #my screenshots

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tikklil · 2 months

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Plans after this?

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fanart #jujutsu kaisen fanart #itafushikugi #jjk first years #cursed trio #itadori yuuji #nobara kugisaki #megumi fushiguro

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epickiya722 · 3 months

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Sooo... they couldn't have been a happy trio, huh? I gotta just sit here and suffer?

#LIKE COME ON!!#the curse passed onto the first years and that got me all the way fucked up #DOES GEGE GOT SOMETHING AGAINST TRIOS?!#just kiya's thoughts #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #ieiri shoko #gojo satoru #suguru geto #shoko ieiri #satoru gojo #sss trio #sashisu

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 8 months

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i’ll go see you again tomorrow (spring is coming to an end) ; sashisu

[ part 0 - first meeting ]

synopsis; the gradual blossoming of a youth shared with three strange classmates, at the weird, isolated boarding school you all attend. as the seasons of your first year together pass, the relationship between you changes into something you don’t need to put into words to understand.

word count; 1.6k

contents; sashisu/reader (but can be read as either platonic or romantic, or something inbetween!! i wrote it with the latter in mind), gn!reader, no curses au (dw they’re all still a little bit insane and damaged), very shoujo manga-esque, reader is a little bit in love with all their friends, just wholesome comfy vibes :), characters may be ooc but pls bear with me </3

a/n; this is the shorter opening piece of a sashisu/reader series i’m writing and the first out of six planned parts!! :> the rest will be much longer this is just me setting the tone. sorta. i’m extremely normal about sashisu and i wanted to write something summery and sweet so <3

you first meet them in a sun-soaked classroom, with blue-tinted windows.

the room in question, clearly not having been of use for some time, is just a little dusty. enough that you notice it, nose scrunching up as your gaze trails over the space.

tiny specks of light dance around, meeting and intersecting between the gaps where streaks of sunlight fall and illuminate the floorboards. they’re oddly mesmerizing, a little hard to forget. the flicker of their movement begins to etch itself into your retinas; for some reason, you can’t quite take your eyes off them.

eventually, your attention is caught by something else, coaxing you into moving your gaze towards the translucent windows. they glimmer softly, tantalizingly in the sunlight, reflecting the blue of the sky. through the glass, it’s all you can see at first — a sky so blue that it’s a little irritating. big, white clouds are scattered like splotches of paint across a blue canvas, treading gently over the boundary of your vision.

in a similar fashion, the ground of the schoolyard is littered with dots of white. for just a second, you delude yourself into thinking that it’s snow; it’s not until you spot the skeletal trees and their pale blossoms that you see them for what they are. soft petals flutter down to the ground eagerly, covering everything in a pure white.

it really is eerily reminiscent of a snowy landscape, ephemeral in its beauty. it gives you the impression of having stepped over some sort of threshold, into another realm, another world entirely. coated in apricot blossoms, soaked in sunlight.

(it shouldn’t be possible from where you’re standing, behind the windows — but the scent reaches you all the same. everything smells of apricots.)

it’s springtime, and you’re in the prime of your youth.

a youth you’re about to share with three other kids, all standing in front of you and wearing mildly indifferent expressions as you give each other a brief glance.

you try not to stare too hard, but it’s difficult to resist the temptation. three new classmates, mysterious and just slightly intimidating; two guys, and one girl. the tiny glances you steal at them aren’t very sneaky, but you doubt they’d care, when they’re all doing the same.

you study their appearances, eager to sate the curiosity clawing at your heart.

the girl is pretty.

the expression on her face is laid-back, almost bored, and she looks a little like she doesn’t quite want to be here. her hair reaches down to her chin, just barely, brown and smooth and silky. estimating her exact height is a little tough; you can tell she’s fairly short, but you don’t know how much of it is exaggerated, courtesy of her placement between the other two. their lanky legs and broad shoulders only make her look smaller in comparison.

her eyes are chestnut-coloured, a little dim, somewhat hazy. there’s a mole under one of her eyes, too, and you’re acutely aware of how charming you find it. you’re relieved to have at least one girl in your class, anyhow. you hope she’s nice.

the boy on her right is pretty, too.

he’s much taller, and wearing a somewhat serious expression, but something about him feels almost comforting all the same. he seems relaxed, but also sharp, as his eyes trail across the room. his hair is black and silky, and it’s long — or so you assume, judging by the fact that he’s got it in a bun. two things about him stand out in particular; one, the black gauges on his ears, and two, a single lock of hair framing his face. his hair is tied up and neat, prim and proper, with the exception of his bangs. you don’t think it looks bad, exactly, but it’s an odd choice.

at first glance, you think his eyes are black, but when a ray of sunlight falls across his face you realize that they’re brown. a deep colour, oddly soothing, warm. little sparks of amber glitter in the depths of his irises, illuminated only by the sun. it gives you the impression that there’s more to him than meets the eye.

then there’s the other boy.

he’s the most intimidating out of the three, without a doubt, though you still can’t pinpoint exactly why. he strikes you as particularly unnerving; maybe it’s the expression on his face, that you can’t seem to identify. he’s also tall, very tall, even taller than the other guy — though only by a smidge. he towers over you slightly, and that unnerves you even further. there’s something in the way he’s standing that almost seems a little menacing. his hair is white, and soft, and just a tad messy. and he’s wearing a pair of round sunglasses, even though you’re indoors.

you can’t see his eyes well, behind the black glass, but you get the vague impression that they’re blue when sunlight cascades down the contours of his face and reflects in them.

you take another moment to simply look at them, observing them, as if trying to reach some sort of conclusion about what they’re like. it doesn’t really work, but you do get some semblance of an impression.

finally, your teacher clears his throat, breaking the silence of the classroom — urging you to hurry up and get the introductions done and over with. the impatient reminder snaps all four of you out of your collective trance.

the first person to speak up is the boy with the weird bangs. that alone gives you a sense of his personality; polite, proper, the first to do the thing no one really wants to do.

”my name is suguru geto,” he begins, well mannered. ”it’s nice to meet you.” his voice is pleasant, somehow. nice to listen to. there’s something comforting about it, that you can’t quite place; it sounds almost familiar, like you’ve heard it all your life.

then, the cute girl chimes in, casual and unbothered as she fiddles with something in her pocket. ”shoko ieiri. just call me shoko,” she says, short and sweet.

she really is pretty, you muse, bathed in the streaks of sunlight falling haphazardly across the room. and she seems nice, not uptight or obnoxious; the kind of person that’s easy to talk to, easy to be friends with. you think you like her already. but she notices your lingering stare, and so you look away, gaze falling to the floorboards.

finally, after a slight pause, the boy with the sunglasses speaks up. you still can’t get a good read on his expression. ”… satoru gojo,” is all he says, and you can’t seem to grasp his tone of voice, either.

it irks you, though. you’re not sure why. you almost get the sense that he thinks he’s appeasing you, by introducing himself, like hearing his name is a priviliege. that, and you feel a little like you’re being dissected when his gaze falls on you — like he’s weighing your value, deciding your worth. you think you almost catch a glimpse of his eyes behind the black tint of his glasses, and they strike you as acutely menacing, bright blue and uncanny. you decide that you don’t like him, and that his sunglasses are kinda ugly.

their gazes fall on you, at last.

you’re the only one whose name they don’t know, now. it’s a kind of power, in a way, the power of mystery. intrigue. their stares feel heavy on your skin, and you feel more than a little nervous; but you’re intent on following the silent cue, all the same.

and you do so, dutifully, raising your hand up in a silent hello before tentatively saying your name. then, in a voice you hope doesn’t come across as bored or unpleasant:

”— it’s nice to meet you.”

some of them hum in affirmation, as if to say it’s nice to meet you too — others remain silent. even when the introductions are finished, you continue to look at each other, vaguely and discreetly, as if trying to look inside each other’s heads.

but then your teacher begins to speak, in an authorative voice, and you’re snapped out of the trance, once more.

he babbles on and on, about something you’re sure is important, something about the school and the classes you’ll be having and the dorms and so on. you try to listen, you really do, but it’s tough — you vaguely get the gist, but all you can really think about is your classmates, still so mysterious and intimidating.

you try to repeat their names, inside your mind, trying to ingrain them into your memory.

suguru geto, shoko ieiri, and satoru gojo.

you still don’t really know what to think about them. shoko will probably be fairly easy for you to warm up to, but the other two are a different story. all three of them seem to have strong personalities, reflected in their eyes; a dim hazel, a deep umber, and a stark azure. you don’t know what’s hidden in them, but you have a strange inkling that you will, in due time.

that’s how the four of you meet. and in this moment, as you look into their eyes for the first time, you have no idea how much your life has changed — how much they’ll change it for the better.

you only know that it’s springtime, and that you’re in the prime of your youth.

a youth you’re about to spend with these three kids in front of you, who you know nothing about. some part of your soul urges you to find out, for yourself.

maybe you will.

(outside the sun-soaked classroom, through the blue-tinted windows, the world observes your meeting with bated breath and barely contained excitement.)

part i

#title is taken from the lyrics of yorushika’s ’spring thief’ btw i listened to it while writing this n cried <3 its sooo sashisu.#anyway!!! this series ended up kinda reader-centric but the focus is meant to be on the relationship between all 4 of them #its just… really easy to analyze the characters from a third party pov. and im a shameless self inserter so. x reader it is!#this series is also my excuse to (attempt to) analyze sashisu as a trio/individually but idk if my own interpretation will align w/ canon #in my defense theyre a lot less traumatized in a no curses au #but i still wanted to try and explore their high school selves + their issues w/ intimacy and trust n all that. im obsessed with them.#so i hope i did a decent job :’) anyway thats enough ranting in the tags if u read this far i am in Love With You #sashisu x reader #shoko ieiri x reader #geto suguru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #sashisu #gojo satoru #geto suguru #shoko ieiri #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #…. i think thats all #jujutsu kaisen #jjk

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