Just Some Nice Books
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Pixels Between Us by CherryBite
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A story in which a lonely art major meets a group of online friends, and of them becomes far more than just a friend This was my first fanfic :) I don't own any of the jujutsu kaisen characters!! Modern!AU There is smut Mostly fluff Idk how college works Choso x fem!reader Finished at 91.5k words
BABY GOJŌ {jujutsu kaisen} by shiggyyyy
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▃▃▃▃▃ ❝𝘴'𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘢, 𝘴'𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘢! 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦!!❞ ⤷ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙤𝙟𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙪'𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 ▃▃▃▃▃𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨▃▃▃▃▃ ⤷ 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 ⤷ 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 + 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 ⤷ 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 ▃▃▃▃▃ ⤷𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟐/𝟐𝟎/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 ⤷𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: 𝟑/𝟏𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏
Abstract  by miss_stardust_
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"Like I said y/n...you really have a way of pushing buttons." He says darkly, running his thumb over my bottom lip causing tingles on my face. Y/n gets thrown into the jujutsu world after she jumped world's unexpectedly, now she has to deal with being in her favorite anime, dealing with a traumatic past and becoming more attached to this new world, And it's people. #1 in #satoru 10/8/23!! #29 in #gojosatoru 11/29/23 * I don't own any artwork or the character of jjk, this will also not follow the main storyline!
Special Grade Slytherin (Gojo Satoru X reader AU) by gjstrooaou
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Reborn into a world of wands and archaic traditions, a seasoned Tokyo sorcerer finds herself sorted into Slytherin. She has no interest in Voldemort's war or the Ministry's rules. Her only priority? Keeping a messy-haired boy named Harry Potter breathing, and waiting for the reincarnation of the only man she ever loved: Satoru Gojo. For years, she plays the protector in the shadows, leaving a trail of broken rules and pulverized monsters in her wake. But on the final day of third year, the tether deep in her chest gives an earsplitting thrum. The sky is no longer empty.