❝𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙮. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙤...❞ Gojo Satoru has always been misunderstood, but beyond his unwavering confidence and seemingly conceited interior lies someone you'd least expect to find. ▾ Slow burn. ▾ Gojo Satoru x Female Reader ▾ Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, all characters in their 20's. ▾ Does not follow actual storyline, however there a lot of references from the anime/manga. ▾ Can be out of character. ▾ BONUS, Juju Strolls. ▾ EXTRA, occasional Omake's. 𝐄𝐒𝐓. 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟑, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐅𝐈𝐍. 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟏𝟎, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 - - - - - 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝘼𝘿𝙑𝙄𝙎𝙀𝘿 This story contains sensitive and mature material. 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙍 I do not own Jujutsu Kaisen or any of the characters and references/phrases from the anime and manga. They belong to Akutami Gege. All artwork(s) belong to their respective artists. Book cover art found on Zerochan and edited. Header and banner artwork(s) found on either Pinterest, Google image or Zerochan and edited.

✿*:･ﾟ❃ 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐑 | 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ✿ ɢᴏᴊᴏ sᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ━━━━━━━━━━━ ೋ═ • 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 by a prophecy older than the clan itself, Gojo Satoru and his destined partner were born on the same day, their lives forever entwined. From childhood to marriage, their bond grows amidst battles, burdens, and secrets-but in a world where power demands sacrifice, even the strongest cannot protect what fate has already decided. ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇

There's an art to counseling people who could obliterate you with a stray thought. It's called "surviving despite being the weakest person in the room while somehow convincing these apex predators to talk about their feelings." Gojo claims you're the best at it. You suspect that's only because everyone else was sane enough to pick a different career. In other words, you're a clinical psychologist in charge of making sure these emotionally constipated sorcerers don't spontaneously combust - either from repressed trauma or from trying to kill each other over the last cup of coffee. At least, you have good health insurance. You certainly need it.

Everything that could have gone wrong had gone wrong. Gojo Satoru was sealed, the world engulfed in the Culling Game's flames. Ryomen Sukuna had obtained his perfect vessel. But even gods get bored, so he took something else: a human girl, a whim, a fleeting amusement. He had no way of knowing she'd become the sun in his endless night, and the architect of his downfall. This is the story of how he ruined her life, and how, in turn, she ruined him. The story of the girl who would bring a god to his knees. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ "Mine," he growled against your skin, the word more threat than endearment, a claim staked in flesh and breath. "You're mine, understand? Mine to fuck, mine to protect, mine to kill if I so choose." One moment, you wanted to ride him. The next, you imagined the satisfying slide of a blade across his throat, wondering if the King of Curses could bleed like mere mortals. Sometimes, disturbingly, you wanted to do both at once. They say playing with fire gets you burned. But what happens when you decide to burn alongside the flame? This is no love story. It's a war.