Y/N was a retired party girl, though her best friend drew her out once again. Gojo was her nerdy and timid classmate that Y/N tended to turn a blind eye to. "So... you gonna keep pretending you don't know me all night, or are you finally gonna talk to me?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.

❝𝖲𝖴𝖪𝖴𝖭𝖠 𝖯𝖴𝖫𝖫𝖤𝖣 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖡𝖸 𝖧𝖠𝖨𝖱, 𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖢𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖸𝖭 𝖳𝖮 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖤 𝖧𝖨𝖬, 𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖡𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖳𝖧 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖤𝖭𝖮𝖴𝖦𝖧 𝖳𝖮 𝖥𝖤𝖤𝖫 𝖮𝖭 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖤. 𝖳𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖲 𝖢𝖠𝖲𝖢𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖣 𝖣𝖮𝖶𝖭 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖢𝖧𝖤𝖤𝖪𝖲, 𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖨𝖫𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖮𝖭𝖳𝖮 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖫𝖨𝖯𝖲 𝖠𝖲 𝖧𝖤 𝖫𝖮𝖮𝖪𝖤𝖣 𝖠𝖳 𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧 𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖦𝖴𝖲𝖳 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖲𝖠𝖨𝖣, "𝖫𝖤𝖳 𝖬𝖤 𝖬𝖠𝖪𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖢𝖱𝖸𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖫 𝖢𝖫𝖤𝖠𝖱. 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖬𝖠𝖭--- 𝖧𝖤 𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖲. 𝖫𝖤𝖳 𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖬𝖠𝖭 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖸𝖮𝖴--- 𝖧𝖤 𝖣𝖨𝖤𝖲. 𝖳𝖤𝖫𝖫 𝖬𝖤 𝖨 𝖢𝖠𝖭'𝖳 𝖳𝖮𝖴𝖢𝖧 𝖸𝖮𝖴--- 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖥𝖴𝖢𝖪𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖣𝖨𝖤. 𝖫𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖫𝖸, 𝖨𝖥 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖣𝖠𝖱𝖤 𝖳𝖮 𝖫𝖠𝖸 𝖠 𝖥𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖤𝖱 𝖮𝖭 𝖬𝖤 𝖶𝖨𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖴𝖳 𝖨𝖭𝖵𝖨𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭---𝖸𝖮𝖴'𝖫𝖫 𝖥𝖨𝖭𝖣 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖫𝖥 𝖥𝖠𝖢𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖢𝖮𝖭𝖲𝖤𝖰𝖴𝖤𝖭𝖢𝖤𝖲.❞ (Sukuna × Female Reader × Modern era). When you find yourself falling for the Man you once hated. You're aware that loving him is akin to playing with fire, yet you can't resist the pull. But what's the benefit of such a love that threatens to consume everything, leaving you in ashes? A plot that you can never predict and a twist that will keep you up all night... [Warning: Not suitable for sensitive readers, due to extreme disturbance. Read at your own risk]

Satoru Gojo is the kind of guy everyone notices-popular, beautiful, impossible to ignore, and far too used to getting exactly what he wants. You know better than to get involved with someone like him. But after one strange interaction turns into another, staying out of his orbit becomes harder than it should be. What starts as irritation slowly turns into something darker: tension, jealousy, blurred boundaries, possessiveness, and the creeping realization that Gojo's attention is becoming less of a coincidence and more of a fixation. The closer he gets, the more it starts to feel like he's not simply interested in you-he's watching, learning, inserting himself wherever he can, and quietly deciding there isn't much in your life that should stay out of his reach. And once Satoru Gojo wants something, he doesn't stop at wanting.

Gojo Satoru- with his filmy glasses and lumpy sweater- tripped to the ground, books piled high now strewn across the student center floors. In that moment, you finally made up your mind on a question you'd proposed a few weeks ago. "I'm gonna fuck him." Utahime and Shoko snapped their heads to you- the sorority vice president, mortified. "You're kidding??" Nerd Gojo Satoru x Sorority Girl Reader

🕊️DEAD DOVE🕊️ You were a well-behaved student, a senior at Tokyo University. You had seen him around campus and in other classes, but your economics class was the first where he sat next to you - the well-known bad boy with bad habits. Little did you know, he was also the son of your future step-father. Your enveloped in his drama as your families collide. Will you be able to handle it? *insert some meme about step-sister getting stuck in washing machine* If you have an issue with cheesy porn plots, this story isn't for you. *smut warning in some chapter cases* *AU, no manga spoilers* *this is gonna' get dark pretty fast - drug use in some chapter cases*

"so, you like itadori? itadori yūji?" "n-no...I-I like itadori...itadori sukuna..." ━━━━━━ in which a shy second-year attempts to confess to the infamous bad boy of the school: itadori sukuna. ━━━━━━ warnings: • yūji & sukuna twin au • modern au • clichés ━━━━━━ started: 4/10/2022 ended: 12/22/2023

!This fanfiction doesn't conect to the anime! ⚠️Also I do not own any of the characters in this fiction⚠️ . .

"I see you haven't smarted up one bit, have you (y/n)." "Excuse me?" ◦•◦❥•◦• Shoko gets you a babysitting job after your long search and you're reunited with your crush from high school - Nanami Kento. What happens when you find out he's nothing like you expected? ◦•◦❥•◦• Enemies to lovers AU Will follow the JJK rules but the plot will have my own twist. (Yuji is Nanamis son)

Choso romance/smut Choso Kamo. Lead singer and Guitarist You had never seen him so up close before. Purple eyeshadow was smudged around his eyelids and he had a black strip of paint or some sort of black pigment ran across his nose. Apparently this was his signature look, one he never performed without. Yuki told you that. His hair was long and fluffy, very shaggy too, but in a purposeful demeanour. He had lip piercings, snake bites to be exact, and there was also that grungy, alt fashion style you admired. The fitted black jacket with a slight shine and fur around the hood, zipped partway to show a tight graphic top underneath. Around his neck were layered silver chains and necklaces, giving a messy, stacked look. At his waist, a chunky studded belt with lots of metal details, adding a rough, heavy feel. And his black jeans, not too baggy but not too skinny holding black chains around the pockets. It was all dark and grungy. And even though you had caught him staring at you for the past half a minute, he didn't care to look away.

GREEDY, F. Toji Fem reader x Toji Fushiguro ⤷𝘠/𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘵 - 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. ↱ 18+ ↱ mature contents ↱ characters are not mine