A chatfic story. [COLLEGE AU] ➔ Anaxa has dreams about a girl who refers to herself as his girlfriend. He makes it his mission to find her, believing they are soulmates. Then he comes across you. [Anaxa x fem reader] NO USE OF [Y/N]. ＳＴＡＲＴＥＤ：3/14/25 ＥＮＤＥＤ：00/00/00

- in which an avid JJK fan got transmigrated to Jujutsu Kaisen. "I assume you saw our future, but can't tell us," Geto clarified. "Then, is there anything we can help you with?" Heaving a deep breath, I nodded. "But first, I have some requests." "Hm?" "I only have three. Number one, don't ask unnecessary questions about me. Number two, don't ever let me die-" "Don't you just hate it when someone ruins your plans?," a pouting Gojo interrupted. "And the third is?," an irritated Geto asked, trying his best to ignore the moron snickering behind him. Alright, well. "Don't fall for me." As if a group of crows flew right over our heads, the room suddenly fell silent. There was nothing more I wanted to do at that moment than hitting Gojo Satoru in the head for looking at me as if what I said was the weirdest thing he'd ever heard. The two simultaneously looked at each other and burst out laughing. What...? DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG?!

Universo alternativo de Old Beats en el que, cuando Suguru Geto se desvió, tú lo seguiste. Gojo Satoru x Lectora TW: Abuso de sustancias.

When Gojo and you were studying at Jujutsu High, you couldn't help but fall deeply in love with your best friend. But years have passed, and you still remain Gojo's only weak point. To your misfortune. (Slow burn| Spoilers) (Read it in Spanish on Wattpad: @_Hiroka_ )

[Dazai Osamu x Reader] The world knows you as a person with numerous masks and personalities all thanks to the immoral line of work you've decided to do... to survive. Your survival doesn't only rely on money, it also relies on the fact that your true identity is secured behind a number of people you've created and claimed to be. Just when you thought you were in the clear, however, the peace you've worked so hard to maintain was instantly snatched by the Armed Detective Agency, one of your clients. You considered this to be the product of that heavily, rooted misfortune you always had, but just for once, a breathtaking rose bloomed among the spines and it was unclear to you whether it contained an alluring salvation or an alluring devastation. ~~~~~~~~~~ Obviously, I'm the owner of the anime posing as a girl and writing a fanfic about Dazai. So don't report plz. K thanx.

(Y/n), your typical high school student with an uneventful life, accidentally finds herself stuck at school after hours one fateful day. Little does she know that this seemingly ordinary mishap will turn her life upside down. Enter Gojo Satoru, an eccentric sorcerer with a flair for the dramatic, who introduces her to the world of curses, jujutsu sorcery, and her hidden Gozen Clan heritage.

It had been years since you last saw the red-head. You had lost contact after moving to London to live with your fiance. Suddenly back in Japan, single, without anything to your name, you find him by luck. Turns out, in those few years a lot had changed in Yokohama. From the king of the sheep to a mafioso's dog. Old feelings, ones you had set aside travel back up, new feelings rise to meet those. In the way of all of that, the monster who called himself your fiance. The lies of your past, the twist of your words, all of those undone by his sudden appearance. Is redemption a possibility, if somebody like dazai reached salvation in the light surely, you'd find that same light? After all, they didn't need to know that awful past. Warnings- - She/her pronouns used - Shorter than Chuuya - Last two chapters contain smut (can be skipped over via skipping bold / italic text) - Gore - Swears Top 10 in # 1 in chuuyaxreader on 3/24/21 # 1 in mafiaxreader on 3/24/21 # 5 in mildgore on 3/24/21 # 1 in dazaixreader on 4/10/21 # 1 in mildgore on 4/10/21 # 1 in straydogs on 4/10/21

You remembered that day. The day when Dazai betrayed the Mafia. When everything changed. Now, years later, you're going on a mission with him and Chuuya. ! Bungo Stray Dogs !

'Written in the second point of view when the story starts' She was known to be a daydreamer. A Walter Mitty. A fantasizer or maybe, a little too much more than that if she was being honest. With a life that shaped her into becoming weary and debilitated, setting one's eyes on a non-existent world that could bring her nothing but death and anxiety would be a vast and perhaps a quixotic dream if she was brought in during the life she was currently existing in right now, seeing it as completely futile to begin with. The world of Jujutsu Sorcery. Strange to hear by people who knew nothing of the particular series, but exciting to those who actually comprehends. It didn't help the fact that she was obsessed with a relatable manga or anime entitled Jujutsu Kaisen and a draining life back in earth that made the whole series her comfort zone or in other words, her hidden 'refuge'. What if the genie finally gives in to her commands, her thoughtless wishes just like what the others did? Yet, with an unfortunate fate just like theirs? Especially, this time---she was bringing evidences of the past and the future of the man she has been smitten with back in earth. A fictional man who she adored, yet people laugh at her about. Everything would be a dilemma to her. Howbeit, to Gojo Satoru, it was betting on the odds that it might happen or not. As long as she gets to remember. The problem was that, the first time he met her has not been entirely the real her from the start as it was another woman who appeared to be a facsimile---a thorough replica of her physical aspects through another outlandish dimension. Which can be more of a traumatic experience? 'Was it to remember or to forget?' ??? Ranked #1 under the "Jujutsukaisen" hashtag on April 5, 2022 Ranked #98 under the "Gojo" hashtag on May 13, 2022

book III | sequel to "sweet, sweet solaire" Seventeen years. Quite a lot can happen in seventeen years. People can change. Hina and Gojo take the time to get to know each other. All over again, if they have to. They do have a lot of catching up to do. After all, they weren't children anymore. [also on ao3 under @writingnorth]