(Y/N) (L/N). Just your average girl, who somehow gets a psychic boy to fall in love with her. And three other poor souls. With the power of her averageness, watch as she takes over the wor-COUGH ≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾ This is an ongoing fanfiction, and I am working on more chapters. Be warned that the beginning is cringe and there are many grammatical errors since I'm not an experienced writer. However, if you dare read, welcome to Beyond Average! (Cover edited by yours truly) -Kuruma Best rankings- #1 in "author" #1 in "reader" #1 in "comedy" #1 in "reference" #1 in "average" #1 in "smart" #1 in "stalker" #1 in "saikikxreader" #1 in "arenkuboyasu" #1 in "saikometori" #1 in "psychic" #1 in "thedisastrouslifeofsaikik"

[ SEQUEL TO 'Hell on Earth' ] That fateful reunion a thousand years later... Don't let it end there. |-~•~-| "Why is it that after so many years, you're still terrible at jujutsu?" "Hey! I'm trying." |-~•~-| Jujutsu Kaisen does not belong to me :) Any pictures used belongs to their rightful owners. *The picture in chapter 12.5 belongs to @Kittyqueendrama88 The reader in this story will be referred to she/her. |-~•~-| START: 2 - 6 - 21 END: 4 - 4 - 21

An super serious y/n and an goofy Egoistic Gojou Satoru. Unlike the other people who gets easily smitten by his Handsomeness. Reader have bluntly said to his face that only his appearance is the best but not in the inside.Making Satoru laughed at how straightforward she is. Jujutsu Kaisen characters are not mine, even the use images and videos for this video, All credits to the rightful owner. Only the story belongs to me.

Locked within cursed chains, (y/n)'s fate is bestowed upon the shoulders of Gojo Satoru. She is inhabited by the infamous King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna, who knows no boundaries beyond the infinite power of his host. Afflicted by malicious evils, (y/n)'s path is now defined by the gnarled fingers of Sukuna, and it seems that she may be bound by more than his malicious flesh. Now, the limitless Gojo Satoru will learn to be tested by the cursed vessel of the void. Accepting requests!

Gojo x reader You are a 'Third year student' at Kyoto Metropolitan tech Yoshinobu Gakuganji and the Jujutsu higher ups have serious leverage against you. you are forced to transfer from Kyoto to Tokyo, with a deep dark past and a seriously bad reputation your only Instinct. Survive the world of Jujutsu Also on Quotev Slightly mature 18+ reccomended

"𝐻𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑒?" "𝒩𝑜. 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉." - - - - Y/N has been the only consistent thing in Ushijima's life. No matter where he would be, she'd be there for him. The two are childhood friends and that was that. Or so Ushijima thought. Things begin to change when Y/N's attention is pulled away from her new found freedom as a first year in university. - - - - I *do not* give anyone any permission to translate, create videos, or republish my work. I have all rights to my stories and would appreciate everyone to enjoy them on the platforms I post these stories on. These stories are free and I don't feel comfortable knowing others are making money off of them. (｡•́︿•̀｡) If you see my work anywhere else other than Wattpad and AO3, just know I did not give them any permission. - - - - #2 in Ushijima (01.19.2021)

It was the absolute rule of the court that he plays on The canon, Ushijima Wakatoshi only needed to be given a high toss in order to score a point. And the rule had been absolute ever since he was in junior high. Whoever they were, whatever their position was, wherever they came from, he had beaten them more than they could retaliate, and this was an apparent fact. The absolute rule has always been followed. It should have been followed... If you weren't on the opposing side. After all, this absolute rule of an absolute point... does not apply to you. And Ushijima Wakatoshi knows this fact- he had known ever since he had first met you, had trained with you and he still knows it now. The ball rotated in a nasty rotation as it was almost disfigured when it left the slam of the athlete's hand. You whistled as you saw it at first. And here he says he was just playing casually. You swoop in on the angle it was directed to, adjusting the balls of your feet as to stabilize your body for the impact, and received it head on. And they could all see it. How the nasty spin of the ball who would leave most players helpless was instantly being killed as soon as it landed in your forearm. The athlete could only grin at the familiar view once again. But this had always been the case and Ushijima Wakatoshi knows. The callouses on your arms and hands were a testament of the feats you've accomplished as an athlete, of feats he didn't knew were possible. If he was an eagle preparing to take flight in the professional stage, your place in that sky has already been engraved. And he often finds himself wondering- How can someone so small be bigger than he is? - A/N: Warning for Size difference and eventual smut. Warning that the reader is an OP (overpowered) character. It says Ushijima x reader but its actually an OC, just written in a second pov.

The Port Mafia is known for its destructive tastes. One of which is the use and disposal of orphan children. Yet, when Dazai abandones the Mafia and takes their most prized possesions with him, a battle is going to go down. But are they ready to play Tug of War with a time bomb? [Forewarning: Chapters 0-23 were written by 13 year old me so don't hate on the cringey plot and writing style, it gets better I promise!] #2 dazai 😏 #15 chuuya

A seemingly normal woman in a supernatural town. A large secret waiting to come to the light. A city on the verge of destruction. Day, Evening, Night. All of these have one thing in common: The Kiss of Death's curse.