"𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝." ׂ╰┈➤ Math was never your strong suit. You always managed to pass your classes with at least a C, but now you were a Sophomore in college. There's no time to slack off. Calculus was eating you alive until you got fed up. You decided to get a tutor. The top student in your class 𝘢𝘯𝘥 your grade? What more could you ask for? But damn... When did he get so hot? College AU 18+ scenes Tutoring Nerdjo X f.reader ── .✦ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 ── .✦ disclaimer: I do not own the jujutsu kaisen characters or fandom. everyone is 18+, does not follow the jjk timeline or plot this story is ongoing

!𝕄𝔸ℕ𝔾𝔸 𝕊ℙ𝕆𝕀𝕃𝔼ℝ! 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚢𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚞 𝙶𝚘𝚓𝚘-𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝. 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎.

𝖯𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇, 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗓𝗈𝗇𝗌 .. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖱𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍'𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 .. 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀. 𝖸𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝖺 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋.

"And like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again." "Oh, love... the sun is the one who makes it full." *•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* When life feels too unbearable, some people look for an escape, and for you, that meant contemplating a way out. But just as you teetered on the edge, someone caught you-a stranger who pulled you from the darkness, offering a brief moment of comfort you never expected. You thought it would be temporary, a fleeting feeling of safety before you returned to your broken world. What you didn't know was that the man who saved you wasn't just trying to fix a broken moment-he'd been crazy for you long before that night. To him, you were never a fleeting thing. He didn't just want to hold you; he wanted to own every part of you. He craved you, heart and soul, and what started as a moment of saving became an obsession. You thought it was just a fling, a temporary escape, but now he's back, and he's not willing to let you go. He wants more than your gratitude. He wants all of you, in ways that scare you, in ways you don't know how to run from. Will you let the man who saved you become the reason you finally fall, or will his love turn into the very thing that keeps you trapped? __ "I would do anything to be your sun." Gojo x (fem) reader Romance thriller Angst ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Yandere au Mention of suicide Sexual contact Violence Language Past trauma Present trauma Gore Death - Still in the jjk universe, so that means curses and shit still there, and gojo is still the honored one 😞 - Started- June 27th, 2024 Ended- aug 31, 2025 DISCONTINUED

It was one confusing event before another. She may have been driven by impulse and curiosity. On the other hand, he may have been driven by a feeling he was trying to understand for how many years. It was odd how he was the person she hated the most, but also the person she could never let go. Alternative title: Gojo Satoru being a sappy, romantic, lovesick man to Iori Utahime. • A Jujutsu Kaisen fanfiction • realllly fast-paced • not focused on the canon plot because it is tragic • wrote this on a whim and for comfort • unedited • expect errors! (plotholes too) • i do not own Jujutsu Kaisen

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_ )

You've survived wars, plagues, revolutions, and at least three attempted exorcisms by some of history's most famous sorcerers. You've outlasted empires, mastered a dozen languages (including two that are now dead), and made a habit of slapping Kenjaku across time and space every century or so. And yet, somehow, the single greatest threat to your peace and productivity is one insufferably loud man with silver hair, a bottomless well of confidence, and the most inconveniently beautiful blue eyes you've ever had the misfortune of seeing. You are a nine-tailed fox spirit, a scholar, a legend. All you want is to finish your damn research in peace. Instead, you get Gojo Satoru. He breezes in uninvited, steals your favorite seat at the café, and no matter how many times you banish him-with varying degrees of arcane force-he just keeps coming back. Immortality is a long time to suffer through this kind of nonsense.

❝Satoru Gojo! I'm going to marry you!❞ ❝ Are you like seven?...I'm twice your age kid!❞ PRINCESS OF CURSES 彼の妻 __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ A story of which the students and teachers of Jjk high becomes trapped in the life of babysitting for the King of curses spawn ═ஓ๑ ๑ஓ═ ▞▞▞▞▞Fluff, Angst, Comedy-crack fic This book is for all body sizes, skin tones, etc! 🏻 🏼 🏽 🏾 🏿 ▞▞▞▞▞Will NOT follow plot! ▞▞▞▞▞PUBLISHED• AUG/23/24 ▞▞▞▞▞FINISHED• NOV/20/24

He's trouble in sweatpants and a jersey. Gojo Satoru - star athlete, frat boy, campus playboy. He's got the looks, the charm, and the body that could ruin your GPA in a heartbeat. You promised you'd never fall for someone like him. But one stolen kiss turns into late-night calls, secret hookups, and hands gripping you like you're his last shot of the game. Only problem? His on-and-off girlfriend isn't just popular... she's dangerous. And Gojo? He doesn't play fair. This isn't a love story. It's a game. And the loser? Gets broken.

Skill is everything, and you take pride in being one of the hospital's top surgeons. Precision, control, and discipline-that's what makes a great doctor. But there's one thing standing in your way. Satoru Gojo. Annoyingly brilliant. The only person who can match you in the operating room, much to your frustration. It doesn't matter how many flawless procedures you perform-he's always there, pushing your buttons, smirking like he knows something you don't. And worse? He makes everyone else laugh while doing it. "Try not to stare too hard, doc," Gojo teases, flipping through a patient chart like it's a magazine. "I know I'm impressive, but save the admiration for after our next surgery." You glare at him over your clipboard. "Oh fuck you, it's impressive how much you piss me off without even trying." Gojo grins. "Who says I'm not trying?" Is he really just your biggest competition? Or has he been something more all along?