Satoru Gojo é o feiticeiro mais poderoso do mundo Jujutsu, mas um completo mulherengo. Até a noite em que cruza o caminho de Emma Kasten, uma modelo alemã ambiciosa, determinada a conquistar o topo das passarelas internacionais. O que Emma não sabe é que, enquanto desfila sob os holofotes, há um par de olhos azuis seguindo cada passo seu. Fascinado por ela à primeira vista, Satoru rapidamente se torna mais do que um admirador, ele se torna seu observador, um protetor e... seu stalker. Satoru Gojo não respirará em paz até que Emma Kasten o veja. Até que ela o sinta. Até que compreenda que ele não é apenas mais um homem apaixonado. Ele é o único capaz de adorá-la como uma verdadeira divindade.

"Falling. That's what I felt after the world went dark around me. The last thing I saw was Gojo sensei as I pushed him out of the way and Kenjaku in Geto-san's body as the prison realm clamped me in place and closed around me. I spent who knows how long in the space surrounded by skulls until a dark portal opened beneath me and I was sucked in. To where? I don't know, but I'm yet to see" Y/N is a second year, special grade Jujutsu sorcerer who joined Jujutsu high at about the same time Yuta did. Her background is mysterious, only known by Gojo satoru and her cursed technique is even more complex. How will our young sorcerer survive in a world infested with titans and shrouded with complexities of its own Jujutsu? Will it prove difficult or will a certain titan shifter capture her ink stained heart? The path that awaits her is yet to be discovered, join in to this Jujutsu Kaisen x Attack on titans crossover story with Black female reader. *Disclaimer; I do Not own any characters from both AOT and JJK, aside from the insert characters and OC's, all credit belongs to the respective authors of the series, Isayama and Gege Akutami.

Marlyn Hope prefers not to be seen. She has always believed life is better when you're invisible. But when an accident happens on a night out with her friend, she is saved by a wickedly handsome, cocky man named Satoru Gojo. Everything she has ever known comes crashing down. *********** "So you think I'm pretty?" His lean frame braces against his desk, pale hands gripping the wood as Satoru sends a slow smirk my way. God, his face is so handsome. "I think you're more than pretty. I think you're fucking intoxicating." His grip tightens, veins beginning to show beneath porcelain skin. "I want you more than anything I've ever wanted in my life." He pauses, jaw ticking. "And I've never had to want anything," he continues. "Because I've always been given whatever I desire. Everything handed to me on a silver fucking platter." His eyes darken. "Everything but you, sweet cheeks." My breath stutters. "So tell me," Satoru grits out, voice low and uncharacteristically strained, "why can't you let me have you?" *** 18+ MDNI Satoru x (WOC) OC Enjoy the read :)

˚˖𝗘𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘀 𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀🪷ִֶָ𐀔 ❝Desde el momento en que nuestras miradas se encontraron, sentí una calma que nunca antes había conocido. Tu presencia es como la brisa suave que susurra entre los árboles, trayendo consigo una paz que envuelve mi corazón. Recuerdo la primera vez que vi cómo tus ojos brillaban con esa chispa de amabilidad, como pequeños destellos❞ 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 ────Donde satoru gojo se enamora de su alumna, una hermosa joven con una delicadeza inpropia para una hechicera.Era como un destello. Un rayo de sol en la oscuridad. Tenía una apariencia única y delicada era el epitome de la belleza, con una risa tan melodiosa que era contagiosa y un fuerte espíritu amable.

En un mundo donde las maldiciones nacen del dolor humano, ¿qué sucede cuando el dolor no pertenece a ese mundo? Odalia despierta en un cuerpo que no es suyo, en un país que no conoce, con un poder que no entiende... y un duelo imposible de nombrar. No perdió a alguien. Perdió todo. Su realidad, su historia, su hogar. Y lo único que queda es una energía caótica que no deja de recordárselo. Para los altos mandos, es una amenaza que debe eliminarse. Para algunos hechiceros, es un riesgo que no se puede controlar. Pero para Satoru Gojo... es algo más. Algo que no debería existir. Algo que no puede ignorar. Mientras Odalia intenta sostenerse sin romperse, se ve arrastrada a un juego peligroso entre poder, control y manipulación, donde cada decisión la acerca más a descubrir qué es realmente... y qué podría llegar a ser. Porque no todos quieren salvarla. Algunos quieren entenderla. Y otros... están esperando a que caiga. Entre misiones, secretos y una tensión imposible de ignorar, Odalia tendrá que decidir en quién confiar... incluso cuando confiar en alguien signifique perderse a sí misma. Y en medio de todo eso... ¿qué lugar ocupa alguien como Satoru Gojo... cuando por primera vez, no es el único que sostiene el equilibrio?

Yurie bewegt sich als Randfigur im Schatten ihrer eigenen Realität. Ständig begleitet von einem Gefühl der Fremdheit und dem Glauben, nie wirklich dazuzugehören, versucht sie sich als Oberschülerin zwischen Prüfungsstress und den alltäglichen Sorgen eines Teenagers über Wasser zu halten - nicht ahnend, dass ein Teil von ihr bereits in der Stille ihrer Einsamkeit zu ertrinken droht. Verstrickt in Geheimnisse, die sie selbst nicht zu fassen vermag, regt sich das erste Flüstern einer Macht in ihr, die nichts von der Welt, die sie zu kennen glaubte, bestehen lässt. Doch mit dem Erwachen ihrer Kraft drängen Erinnerungen ans Licht, die niemals hätten zurückkehren sollen - Erinnerungen und eine Stimme, die seit ihrer Kindheit nach ihr ruft. » Handlungszeitraum vor und während des Hidden-Inventory / Gojo's Past Arcs » Die Erzählung folgt größtenteils der Canon-Storyline von Jujutsu Kaisen Original Female Character x Gojo | Dual POV Slow Burn | She fell first but he fell harder | Invisible String ⚠ Triggerwarnung / Content Notes: Gewalt, Verletzungen und Kampfhandlung, Trauma, Flashbacks und mentale Belastungen, derbe/ gewaltvolle Sprache, sexuelle Inhalte

Elina Sumeragi grew up between two worlds; Turkish warmth and Japanese discipline, hospital corridors and cursed spirits, grief and resilience. After losing her father in a cursed spirit attack, she enters Jujutsu High not by choice, but by necessity. There, she meets Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, two boys who will change the trajectory of her life in ways none of them are ready for. She is labeled special grade, dangerous, and yet she chooses medicine instead of her own volition. Years later, she's an oncologist with steady hands and a guarded heart, until fate places her back in the path of the strongest sorcerer alive. What begins as friendship becomes something fragile and unspoken. What fades becomes something unfinished. When war erupts across Japan, the Culling Games, and Shinjuku itself, love becomes less about confession and more about survival. This is not a story about becoming the strongest. It's about what you choose when strength isn't enough. From childhood friends, to second chances, from snow-covered battlefields to quiet hospital rooms, this is a love story that refuses to die. Or maybe it does.

Stella nunca imaginó que su vida cambiaría al cruzarse con el hechicero más poderoso de todos: Gojo Satoru. Él, un hombre acostumbrado a cargar con el peso de un mundo maldito. Ella, una fuerza desconocida que ni los altos mandos pueden comprender. Entre batallas ocultas, secretos que jamás debieron salir a la luz y sentimientos que desafían toda regla, ambos quedarán atrapados en un destino que podría salvarlos... o consumirlos. Cuando la oscuridad amenaza con devorarlo todo, incluso la luz más pequeña puede convertirse en la llama que enciende una guerra.

"𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐬" 📌 Los personajes son propiedad de Gege Akutami, excepto mi OC: Kozue y personajes extras. 📌Este fanfic tiene contenido explícito de violencia, escenas sexuales, lenguaje vulgar, etc. 📌Este fanfic no se adaptará completamente al manga y/o anime. Se cambiarán muchas cosas, pero en esencia no se verá personalizado. 📌La historia contendrá pequeños spoilers del manga, así que si no estás al día con el, quedas avisada/o/e. 📌Créditos al fan-art twt: @_3aem Primera publicación: 31 de octubre 2025. Última publicación: 𝐂𝐔𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐄.

They called her a monster before they ever called her a girl. By the time she was five, Mizuki Hoshino had learned to keep her voice soft, her eyes lower, and her mind quieter than most children her age. But even silence couldn't hide the truth. Her parents saw it in the way she flinched at nothing, spoke to no one, and answered questions they hadn't asked aloud. It festered between them-fear. It clung to their walls, filled the spaces between footsteps, poisoned bedtime lullabies. By eight, she was gone. Abandoned and unwanted, she drifted through shadows until a stranger gave her a name worth fearing and a purpose soaked in blood. She learned to weaponize the very thing that cursed her: the ability to see and twist minds, to thread thoughts like needles through fabric, to reshape perception itself. But power came at a cost-hers was a mind never quiet, never still. A life of whispers, screams, and fragile barriers barely holding her together. That was, until Jujutsu High. Until him. Satoru Gojo was the one thing she couldn't understand. The one person whose thoughts she couldn't read, whose energy she couldn't touch. The boy with eyes too bright and a presence that burned through the fog in her head. To him, she was a puzzle missing its edges. To her, he was silence-blessed, impossible silence. For a time, they were tethered. Quietly, dangerously, beautifully. Then, as all fragile things do, it broke. Years later, she returns to a world already unravelling-curses stirring, ghosts of youth bleeding into war-and finds him again. Older. Colder. Still untouchable. But his touch still quiets the voices. And she still craves the silence.