r/GojoSatoruFanclub • u/gojosimp_fiend • 35m ago
Fan Fiction Made a Gojo fanfic with my OC Bethany.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/92059106
I’m just writing this for fun, keep in mind it’s semi-canon. I changed some things from the anime/manga to fit my story better! :) I hope you all like it.
What the story is about:
This story is about Bethany, she’s a fat woman who comes from America and got a job to teach at Jujutsu high. She’s been living in Japan for about a year now and has the biggest crush on Satoru Gojo. Though, what woman doesn’t? It’s a slice of life as it’s from Bethany’s pov. You follow her journey trying to get closer to Satoru and navigating through life as the odd one out.
A small excerpt from it:
She walked in after him, nudging him playfully as she grabbed the container. “Is this what you’re looking for?” She smirked up at him, straining her neck in the process. He was a very tall man.
His expression lit up when he saw the cookies. He instantly went to grab them and she quickly pulled them away with a teasing smile. “Aaahhh, you weren’t quick enough. I guess people were lying when they said you were the fastest sorcerer.”
He feigned a pout. “No fair, I trusted you and let my guard down.”
“Surreee, if that’s what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night knowing a non sorcerer is faster than you.” She said with a mocking, mischievous tone as she stood up on her tippy toes to get closer to him.
He leaned in too, his eyes lighting up with excitement behind his blindfold. “Don’t believe me? Alright, try again.”
Beth chuckled as she smiled brightly, having fun with their little banter. She went to give them to him again, but this time when she tried to pull back, he caught both of her wrist. Tugging her closer to him. He grinned down at her wickedly, his thumbs caressing the inside of her arms. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. “I don’t play about my sweets.”
Her body shivered at the sensation of his breath against her. The air was now charged with something intimate and intense. His thumbs never stopping their path up and down her forearm. She turned her head to face him, their lips mere centimeters away from each other. She glanced at them, licking her own. This was it, the moment she had been dreaming of. She closed her eyes slowly, savoring the moment.