What Once Was.
โฉเฟ summary: you had numerous problems, but resting at number one was geto suguru.
warning(s): lovers to enemies to lovers(?), self-indulgent on a nuclear level, reader is kinda obsessed with geto, unrequited requited love, cult leader geto things, semi-jealous fem!gojo, SMUT MDNI. wc; 13.8k
pairing(s): fem!geto/fem!reader, (slight, slight, slight) fem!gojo/fem!reader.
a/n: hello hello everyone!! first of all, i'd like to apologize for my month long absence from writing. i got covid and then i lost, like, all motivation for writing. but im back now so yipppeee! secondly, happy new year!! (23 days later) happy for this to be my first fic of 2024. anyway, i always see wacuoms art on here and twitter and fem!geto makes my brain go brrr SO i drummed up this silly thing based on that specific art piece. you should definitely check out their art bc itโs so beautiful and just AH!!
ADMITTEDLY, YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH HER HAD NEVER BEENโฆ RIGHT, TO SAY THE LEAST.
Even in highschool, youโd clung to her like she was a life raft in the middle of the ocean, the only thing keeping you from floating away, the only thing keeping you from drowning. Neither of you had really acknowledged it back then. Much too focused on fighting curses and just fooling around to truly place any type of label on things. It was peaceful then. Both of you are untouched by the horrors that would come.
Then she had rushed off with Gojo on that Star Plasma Vessel mission, beaming and promising sheโd be back before you knew it. Only to return with a bloodied chest and sunken eyes as she proclaimed the girl was dead.
Then she hadnโt returned from that mission. She killed 112 people, vanishing into thin air. Leaving Gojo (and you) to clean up the pieces of her sudden and brutal departure.
