#jjk reverse harem

[hinakazino]

Royal Reverse Harem Plot Idea???

A little idea popped into my head...

Imagine being transferred into your favorite novel as the villainess. You'd only seen a couple official cover arts of her, and she shares the same name whilst also looking similar to you. So it is just completely crazy but not uncalled for, that no one can tell anything's changed.

You're betrothed to Gojo Satoru, crown prince of the Jujutsu Empire but of course he hates your guts. It's not like you can even blame him because from what you read. The villainess had basically bullied the female lead every chance she got and even tried to have her killed off.

You know that the villainess dies in the original plot, but you don't want to. What do you do then? You do your very best to right your wrongs and end up gaining an air of respect after a month or so. Alongside that, you try to stay on Satoru's good side out of everything because in the end of the plot he is the one who gets you killed.

(He hires Toji to take you out of course.) Nothing seems to be working however, so you soon decide on a divorce. As the villainess you do come from a high ranking noble family anyway so it shouldn't be hard to stay alive.

OR, that is what you thought before you realized another issue that soon became evident a year later. Despite all your effort to avoid all the 2nd male leads and important characters to the plot, it was like they were drawn to you.

At first you were fine with it because it meant that you wouldn't be forced into marriage so quickly. Your noble family unfortunately was big on arranged marriages but your "affairs" seemed to throw them off guard.

The big issue was that eventually these important characters grew an obsessive, almost Yandere-like love for you. Which you only began to notice too late, and rejection was not available.

The worst of them all? Sukuna Ryomen. Emperor of the Empire of Curses, Gojo Satoru's sworn enemy, and the only other being on this planet that can be called his equal.

You had to deal with others too of course, everyone seemed to have their own red flags. Choso would consistently stalk you, Toji didn't like the idea of you going outside, Yuki always wanted to be near you, Gojo was beginning to guilt trip you, Shoko believed you'd be safest with her, and Geto had attempted to kidnap you. The rest? You weren't fully sure.

All you did know was that out of everyone, Sukuna Ryomen was clearly the craziest because he succeeded in kidnapping you. Now you're known as the damsel in distress stolen to another kingdom, with a reward amount higher than anyone can count issued by the crown prince himself.

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[lillianawayne99]

CastAway Chapter 20

Pairing: Gojo, Itadori, Sukuna, Nanami X OC

Genre: Action Romance

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: Teacher-Student relationship, canon with a twist, reverse harem, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, violence, major character death, M/M, M/F/M, three way, unprotected sex, sex outdoors, sex in a public place, fingering, manhandling, dominant Gojo, switch Yuuji, submissive MC, quirofilia, dry humping, Sukuna and Yuuji share control, voyeurism, exhibitionism, orgasm control, choking, dacryphilia, double penetration, praise, degradation, creampie

Synopsis: Calliope, a wolf in sheep's clothing, enrolls at Jujutsu Tech to protect herself from a world she's never seen before. In her efforts to stay alive, she finds relationships that could mend her soul or tear her apart.

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Yuuji stared up at Gojo through hooded eyes. He groaned again as Gojo tugged on his hair. With one hand on Yuuji’s waist and the other in his hair, he pushed us backwards until Yuuji’s back hit the tree I’d sent Sukuna flying into. Yuuji and I grunted as we were forced to a sudden stop. 

Gojo took another step forward, keeping the three of us pressed firmly together. Using Yuuji to hold us still, bright blue eyes shifted their gaze to mine. Feeling Gojo’s eyes on me, I turned to look at him. His gaze darkened as he saw his own lust mirrored in my eyes. 

All three of our chests heaved in unison as the weight of what we were doing sank in. No one else was here, no one would know, and yet the fear of getting caught was starting to hit us. Well, based on the look of pure lust in Gojo’s eyes, it was hitting me and Yuuji. Gojo didn’t seem to care about getting caught, or maybe it turned him on even more.

“Safeword?” Gojo asked, his eyes boring into mine.

“What?” I asked as Yuuji’s breath faltered behind me.

“Do you have one?” Gojo clarified, glancing behind me at Yuuji to show he was asking both of us.

“Yes. Why, am I going to need it?” I followed Gojo’s gaze, glancing repeatedly between the two men I was caged between.

“I know we’ve already broken many rules, but we’re about to break a lot more. A few laws too. I need to know if this becomes too much for either of you.” Gojo emphasized his point by releasing his hold on Yuuji’s head, caressing his cheek before cupping mine and turning my head so I focused my eyes on him.

“Poughkeepsie,” I uttered. Hearing the word leave my lips sent a pang down to my core.

“Poughkeepsie?” Gojo asked, his brow raised in curiosity.

“Poughkeepsie.” I nodded, noticing the glint appear in Gojo’s eyes as I confirmed he’d heard me right.

“And a gesture? For if you can’t talk.” Gojo glanced at Yuuji behind me, his blue gaze quickly finding mine again when I responded.

“Taps for if I need to stop. Squeezes for if it’s too much but I don’t want to stop. And,” I hesitated, glancing at Yuuji, the determination in his gaze reassuring me to finish speaking. “Hair pulling means more.”

Gojo smirked at the last part. “Show me.”

I nodded and placed a hand on each of their arms. First, I tapped my fingers and then my hands on them. I waited a couple seconds before squeezing rhythmically. Squeeze, release, squeeze, release, squeeze, release. I knew I would squeeze them during sex, so the rhythmic letting go would differentiate the signal. Finally, I reached up to grab a handful of their hair and pull.

Both of them let out a small groan as I pulled their hair, but Gojo quickly regained his composure and turned his attention to Yuuji. “Yuuji-kun, are you comfortable using these?”

“Yes,” Yuuji breathed out in response, his growing erection flexing against my ass.

“Good.” Gojo’s tone turned dominant again.

He roughly shoved his chest into mine, forcing me to grind against Yuuji and Yuuji’s back to press harder into the tree. Gojo ground into me, and through me, Yuuji. I let out a sound between a whine and a moan as Yuuji groaned behind me. 

Gojo’s hand traveled past my cheek to fist in my hair. His arm rested on my chest, holding me in place as his lips captured mine in a demanding kiss. He eagerly, forcefully, pushed his tongue into my mouth. He tasted of sweet mint as his tongue danced with mine.

While Gojo kissed me, Yuuji released his hold on our sensei’s jacket to place his hands on my thighs, sliding them upwards to my waist. I whined into Gojo’s lips as Yuuji slid a hand into my pants. I arched my hips backwards, giving him a meager amount of space to continue moving his hand downward. 

I gasped into the kiss as Yuuji’s fingers delved between my folds, gathering my wetness, before focusing on my clit. My shoulders unconsciously leaned back into Yuuji as he rubbed in slow circles. While Yuuji teased me with his languid pace, Gojo let go of Yuuji’s waist to slide his hand into my pants.

With his palm on the back of Yuuji’s hand, Gojo pushed two fingers into me. Gojo swallowed my moan as he massaged my walls and Yuuji quickened his pace. Gojo’s long, deft fingers effortlessly found the right spot to press against. He curled his fingers inside me and pulled.

The motion made me moan into his lips, prompting him to do it again. A deep groan left both our lips as my walls tightened in response. Satisfied with my reactions, Gojo pressed his fingers into my walls. Keeping them buried in me, he moved his fingers back and forth in a come hither motion. His knuckles pressed into one side of my walls as his fingers rubbed the other.

Not wanting to be left out, Yuuji pushed into my clit and massaged faster in smaller circles. His fingers slid easily as I grew wetter by the second. Despite how wet I was becoming, Yuuji managed to keep his fingers constantly on my clit. 

Gojo’s fingers in my hair and Yuuji’s hand on my waist tightened their grip as my hips began to shake. Using their bodies to hold me in place, they pressed into me and used their hands between my legs to keep me standing. 

My hips bucked as I whined, panted, and moaned into Gojo’s lips. He groaned in response and kissed me harder, not letting my oncoming orgasm break the kiss. As my walls began to throb, Gojo pulled his tongue out of my mouth. He ran the tip of his tongue along my bottom lip, breathing in every noise I let out.

His lips curled into a smirk as I screamed into them, my hips bucking and hands fisting on his waist as I came. They didn’t stop. Their fingers continued their motions, building in speed to prolong and strengthen my orgasm. 

Gojo finally broke the kiss, pulling my head back into Yuuji’s shoulder. He watched as I came undone around his fingers, my eyes screwed shut and mouth parted. 

I opened my eyes as my orgasm passed. Gojo’s blue eyes were trained on my face as I panted. He winked at me before slowly pulling his fingers out of me. Raising his hand, he smirked down at me as he placed his fingers in his mouth and cleaned my juices off them with a groan.

Following Gojo’s lead, Yuuji removed his hand from between my legs. Gojo grabbed his wrist, moving his gaze to focus on the man behind me as he placed Yuuji’s fingers in his mouth. Yuuji moaned softly against my ear as Gojo sucked on his fingers.

Once he was satisfied, Gojo pulled Yuuji’s hand away and let go of his wrist. Gojo let go of my hair to grab my waist with one hand and Yuuji’s with the other. He backed up, pulling us with him without letting any space come between us.

He took one more step before grabbing my waist with both his hands and spinning me around. The second my eyes focused on Yuuji, Gojo hooked a foot around Yuuji’s ankle and pulled. As Yuuji fell, he pushed me down.

Yuuji grunted as I fell onto him with a yelp. He glanced behind me at Gojo, as if expecting instructions or an indication why Gojo knocked us over. I followed his gaze to see Gojo move to sit on a fallen log nearby and motion towards us, or rather Yuuji, to get on with it.

Needing no more encouragement, Yuuji pressed his lips to mine the moment I turned back towards him. His large, heavy hands grasped my hips, pushing me down into his groin and grinding his hips into mine. Sensitive from my orgasm, I whined into his lips as he skilfully rocked his erection against my clit. 

He groaned into the kiss, grinding against me a few more times before growing impatient and sliding his hands up to grasp my shirt. Yuuji broke the kiss for the split second he needed to pull my shirt off and throw it to the ground. His hands returned to my hips, pushing me down into him as he bit my bottom lip, tugging on it. 

He shuddered beneath me as I moaned in response to the bite. His grip tightened, digging his nails into me. Sukuna flipped us over, hands wrapping around my pants as I kicked off my shoes. The moment my shoes were off, he pulled my pants and underwear off together. 

Two pairs of eyes raked over my body, the upper ones hazel and bottom pair blood red. He, they, sat on their knees to discard their shirt before tossing their shorts and boxers to the side as well. Calloused hands tore off my bra before demanding lips crashed into mine.

Resting on his forearm, fingers lacing through my hair, Yuuji used his free hand to line himself with my entrance. Sukuna thrusted into me harshly. Groaning into his lips, my back arched as he pounded into me without giving me time to adjust.

My arms wrapped around his waist, clawing at his back as he thrusted into me. Moaning and panting into his mouth, Yuuji breathed in every noise and breath I let out. With one last press of his lips to mine, he lowered his head so his cheek rested against mine.

I felt his lips curl into a mix between a smile as smirk as I cried out against his ear. My back arched into him as I clung to his back, leaving red lines in his skin as I raked my nails along it. With every thrust, he pounded into my walls in all the right places. 

Feeling me start to tighten around him, Sukuna growled into my ear, “What do you want, pet?”

I only whined and moaned in response, unable to focus on saying anything with the way he was ramming into me. 

He chuckled and slowed his pace, taking away my chance of reaching another orgasm. Sukuna languidly dragged his length through my walls, maintaining the strength in the snap of his hips. His teasing made me cling to him harder, wrapping my legs around his waist in an effort to bring him closer to me.

He gently ran his teeth along my neck, down to my shoulder, then licked his way back up. “Say it, kitten. Or I won’t give you what you want.”

Fueled by my need to cum, I whined desperately into his ear, “Please … please make me cum!” 

He snapped his hips into me the way I needed twice before slamming into me and holding himself in place. “Make you?”

“Let me!” I cried out, digging my nails into him as tears began to form in my eyes. “Please, please let me cum!”

He nipped at my ear with a low chuckle. Satisfied with my begging, his back trembled under my hold as he pounded into me with nearly inhuman speed and strength. I cried out, head thrown back, clawing at his skin, as my body shook and I finally reached the release I needed.

Spurred on by my walls pulsating around him, Yuuji fisted his hand in my hair as Sukuna fucked me through my orgasm. Another hand snaked its way between us to grasp my throat. Squeezing the sides, they chased their own orgasm as I grew lightheaded from the pressure. 

Their hips faltered, thrusts losing their rhythm, as thick, warm liquid shot into me. The feel of him throbbing inside me sent me into another, smaller orgasm. Yuuji shuddered above me as we came together.

We laid there, panting and holding onto each other. He pulled back enough to look down at me, brushing hair out of my face and pressing a gentle kiss to my cheek, before rolling us over. 

I moved my hands out from under him to rest on the ground beside his head. Leaves and branches crunched as we caught our breath. 

Gojo ran his fingers up Yuuji’s balls, along the base of his shaft, to where his still hard length was nestled inside me. I whined and glanced back at him while Yuuji groaned softly. 

Blue eyes watched our reactions with a smirk. “Ready for round two?”

Yuuji’s erection twitched as I nodded weakly in response.

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[kikyoupdates]

Otherworldly Attraction ⭑˚🔮⭑ 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒

yandere!jjk x f!reader

yandere, reverse harem, isekai, jujutsu kaisen x fem!reader, slowburn, slowburn yandere

You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is an even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.

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What the actual fuck.

You blink, absolutely dumbfounded. There’s some kind of grotesque, insect-like creature in front of you, buzzing obnoxiously as it flaps its wings. It bears the appearance of a fly, at least somewhat, but it’s much bigger than a normal fly, and its face looks like it came straight out of a low-budget horror movie. 

The point is, it’s not normal. It's not the kind of thing you’ve ever seen before. At the very least, not in real life. 

And yet, you’re the only one who seems to notice it.

“...I keep telling you, it’s weird,” a girl mumbles, scratching her neck impatiently. “I can’t get rid of it. There’s this chill that follows me around no matter where I go, and my shoulders feel weirdly heavy lately. I even went to a chiropractor to see if it would help. I feel so gross these days.” 

The fly-like creature is hovering closely above the girl, a disturbing smile plastered across its already unattractive face. It’s literally right next to her, and not only her, but the other girls that are gathered around. They’re all just talking like nothing’s even going on. Completely blind to the abnormal presence that lurks nearby. 

You’re the only one who can see that yucky-looking thing. How does that make any sense? How is it even possible for something like that to exist in real life? 

Actually… where are you right now? 

Once again, you blink. Something utterly strange is happening. The last thing you remember is going to bed, in your perfectly ordinary bedroom, so how in the world did you wake up in the middle of what appears to be a field? 

You’re at a school, by the looks of things. But certainly not the school you’re used to attending. It seems like you’re even wearing some unfamiliar uniform, and it would make sense for this to be a dream, but by all accounts, it’s way too realistic. 

Pinching your cheek doesn’t help. The scenery refuses to change, and sure enough, the creature is still hanging above that girl. It even lets out a shrill, high-pitched laugh (which she of course doesn’t hear), almost as if it’s taunting her.

You’re not sure what you should be doing right now. This is all one hell of a mindfuck, if you’re being honest. But that creature can’t be good news, and even though you’re admittedly pretty scared, it seems like you’re the only one who can see it. You’re the only one who even realizes it’s here. 

Swallowing your apprehension, you take a deep breath and approach. 

“Excuse me…?”

You call out to the group of girls. There’s no easy way to break this to them. How do you bring up the fact that there’s some weird creature in the vicinity? If they can’t see it, there’s no reason they’ll even believe you. They’ll probably just think you’re crazy or something. 

As it so happens, though, you aren’t required to recount some absurd, seemingly nonsensical tale. 

You’ve barely taken two steps forward when all of a sudden, the creature sharply turns its head in your direction. 

And then it screams. 

Just like its laugh, the sound is high-pitched and wholly unpleasant. You’re not even sure what prompted that kind of reaction, since it seemed pretty chill up until this point, but now, it’s trembling like a leaf in the wind. 

You’re worried that you might have triggered it somehow, and that it’s going to attack you, but that doesn’t happen either. It turns out that the scream it just let out wasn’t one of aggression, but rather, fear. 

So, it flies off before you can get any closer, and the girl who was complaining until just a few moments ago suddenly blinks, expression brightening.

“Whoa, wait,” she mumbles in disbelief. “It’s… it’s gone. I think I feel better now. No way. It’s actually gone! I thought it would never end!”

“Are you sure it wasn’t just all in your head?” one of the other girls frowns, visibly unconvinced. She then turns towards you. “Oh. Sorry, were you talking to us just now? I didn’t really hear what you said.” 

“Uh.” 

You’re not sure what to say. The whole reason you came over was so you could warn them about that weird creature, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. It screamed right as it saw your face—which is kind of offensive, honestly—and then it flew off like no one’s business. 

A bit hesitant, you try asking, “Sorry if this sounds weird, but where are we right now?” 

Now it’s their turn to look dumbfounded. You can only imagine how visceral their reaction would have been if you’d actually brought up the weird fly creature. 

“What do you mean where are we? We’re… at school, where else?” 

The girl gestures all around her, as if it should be obvious. Granted, you deduced as much, but that wasn’t really what you were asking. All of this is just so ridiculous. How in the world does a person manage to go to sleep in their own room and wake up someplace they’ve never been before?

The group decides to walk away, probably because you weirded them out with your stupid question, and you can even hear them whispering amongst themselves. 

“Why’d she even ask that all of a sudden…?” 

“I don’t know. She transferred here just recently, right? Maybe she’s still getting used to things. It was kind of weird, though.” 

They keep talking about it as they leave, probably not realizing you can still hear them. Whatever. You’ve got bigger fish to fry right now. As things stand, you woke up god-knows-where, and you just saw some freakish creature a second ago, so you’re starting to worry that you might be going insane. 

The only explanation is that this has to be some kind of dream. A lucid dream, perhaps? That’s what they call these kinds of things, right?

This is way too freaky, though. Can I make myself wake up? I really don’t like this. It gives me the creeps. 

You desperately try to force yourself awake, but regretfully, it doesn’t work. And you’re not even given much time to speculate on the issue any further. 

A soccer ball comes flying at you and hits you right in the face.

It hurts. It hurts like fucking hell. In fact, it hurts so much that you’re knocked flat onto your back, groaning as you cradle your poor nose, which feels like it’s just been split open. 

“...holy shit, are you okay?!” 

You can hear a student running towards you, but since you’re lying on your back convinced you’re about to die, you don’t pay it much mind. The immense amount of pain you’re feeling is absurd. Even for a lucid dream, isn’t this too much?

However, things are only about to get weirder. 

Like way, way weirder. 

“I’m so sorry!” the same student apologizes. It’s a boy, by the sounds of it, and you hear him drop to his knees beside you. “I swear I wasn’t even trying to kick the ball that hard! I barely even used any force!”

From afar, another student chimes in. “Even when you hold back, you’re way too strong, Itadori! Is she dead? You killed her, didn’t you?”

Did he just say… Itadori? 

For just a moment, the pain subsides, and clarity overtakes your features. You manage to squint your eyes open and find a boy staring down at you. A boy with bright brown eyes, and spiky pink hair styled in an undercut. 

A boy that you’ve most definitely seen before. 

Your jaw drops open. There’s just no way. This is… Itadori Yuji? The protagonist of Jujutsu Kaisen? A fictional series, which, by definition, means he doesn’t actually exist? 

Yet here he is, fussing over you and looking immeasurably guilty for having just kicked a soccer ball in your face. And even though you keep trying to tell yourself that this is a dream, it’s getting harder and harder to deny. The sensations you feel—the pain, the confusion, and the excited fluttering in your chest—are impossible to ignore.

It all makes sense now. That weird creature you saw earlier was a cursed spirit. That explains why those girls didn’t even notice it. Ordinary humans normally can’t perceive curses. Most of the time, they’re completely unaware of their existence.

You realize how utterly absurd this is. People don’t just wake up and find themselves sucked into their favorite anime. No matter how badly some fans might wish for it, this kind of thing just doesn’t happen.

Or at least, it’s not supposed to.

“Wait, your—your nose is bleeding!” Itadori exclaims. “I need to get you to the infirmary! Can you walk? Or should I carry you?” 

He appears frantic, which of course he is, since he’s a good guy. He’s the kind of guy who always cares about others. A guy with a big heart, a friendly demeanor, and a penchant for justice. Truly, the perfect protagonist. 

…so, is this seriously happening right now?

“I-I’m fine,” you try to insist. “I just… need a moment. And then I’ll be okay.” 

Itadori seems entirely unconvinced, so you suspect your nose is probably bleeding even more than you fear. Right now, you honestly couldn’t care less, though. Your heart is pounding relentlessly. The excitement and awe you feel can’t even be put into words.

“I’ll take you to the infirmary,” Itadori says again. He resists the urge to outright pick you up into his arms, and after a moment’s pause, he offers you his hand instead. “Here. Try standing up. If not, I’ll carry you there, okay?” 

It’s difficult just to form a response. You’re overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of his presence. The fact that you’re face to face with someone you never thought you’d be able to see in person, let alone speak to. 

But even if it seems hard to believe, even if it makes you want to question your sanity, this is real. This is actually happening. 

And so, you take his hand—changing the course of your life as you know it. 

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[yuwuta]

bunny megumi except he’s bratty and annoying and he knows it and he likes it and somehow he ends up being the one to put a collar on you, leopard yuuta who’s normally anxious around people but he just melts into your touch and moves with a surprising amount of confidence and fluidity when he fucks you, puppy yuuji except he’s not really puppy because he lift probably four times his weight and throws you around like it’s nothing and he’s actually a little scary on the wrong days, but he definitely does bark. snow leopard satoru who knows he’s pretty and rare and people love him but it sounds sooo much better when he gets you to tell him that he’s pretty and you love him and wanna keep him, and back to megumi because while i’m here i have to mention wolf megumi and for the longest time you swear he’s a cat or a lynx hybrid because he’s sly like one and he preens and prods around you like one, but it definitely shows in the way he likes to bite and scent you and call you his mate when he’s about to cum. or whatever. if you even care

[cheeby]

The weight of what comes next

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content: a multi-part isekai story. reader is aware of the plot, and every minor character is aged up. Jujutsu high is now the University of Jujutsu.

18+, eventual smut

Chapter 2-

“You’re coming with me.” He states plainly, leaving no room for argument.

“With you? What? No!” You blurt. You know exactly where he plans to take you, Jujutsu High. You’re too old to be stuck in high school again, and the thought of learning alongside a bunch of 15 year olds? Mortifying! Plus, you didn't actually intend to get involved with the plot of Jujutsu Kaisen. You’ve seen the show. You don’t want to die! You were sort of just banking on the hope that you’d stay out of trouble until you somehow… made your way back into your own world?

But Nanami’s tone is unyielding, and you know that this gorgeous hunk of a man always gets his way. Wait, gorgeous hunk of a man? Who thinks like that? Stop being so weird! Focus! “Like I said earlier, it’s not safe for you here.” Nanami says, his voice softening, but still remaining quite firm. “If you come with me, I can ensure you’ll be protected against those curses you’ve been seeing. If not, out here, its a free-for-all. If someone worse than me comes along, I can’t guarantee they won’t drag you along with them regardless.”

You hesitate. There’s not much you can do, admittedly. What other choice do you really have? You know you’d be earning some sort of money, working on missions at Jujutsu High, but seriously... you’re too old for high school again. Those were easily the worst years of your life, and you don’t want to relive even a moment of it, whether or not you'd be studying with the plebs from your old high school. But, you also know you can't let much on about knowing about Jujutsu High... You sigh, resigning yourself to fate.

“Okay, fine..” You mutter, casting your gaze away from Nanami, staring at the ground like a scolded child. Nanami nods curtly, before taking a step back and making a call to someone, ordering a car to your location. After hanging up, he turns to you. “What’s your name?” He asks. Oh, right. You haven't even introduced yourself! “Oh! My name is (Y/N) (L/N)!” You say quickly, feeling a blush creeping up to your ears. He nods, studying you. “Well then, (L/N), thank you for trusting me. A car will be here shortly, to take you somewhere where you'll be kept safe.” He says. “I'm Nanami Kento, a grade 1 sorcerer.” He says, a hint of pride in his voice with the last part.

“Oh, uh, you don’t have to call me (L/N),” you try explaining, waving your hands. You’re not originally from Japan, and in your home country its uncommon to be called by your last name, so you’re not used to it. “You can just call me (Y/N)!” You insist.

He raises a brow. “Not from Japan, huh?” He quietly remarks, before nodding. “Alright, (Y/N) then.” Before either of you can say much more, a sleek black sedan pulls into the street you’re waiting on. You squint. Is that.. Ijichi? It is! Wow, he looks exactly like he does in the anime! Whereas Nanami looks impossibly better in real life, Ijichi… well he’s just Ijichi. Nanami opens the back door for you. You slide in, and he closes the door before returning to the front of the car to sit in the passenger seat. The drive to Jujutsu High is fairly quiet, save for Nanami and Ijichi talking amongst themselves occasionally. They don’t even try to hide the fact they’re talking about you. Meanwhile, you’re glued to the window, drinking in the sights of Tokyo in front of you. You’ve never been before, being a broke university student, but you’ve always wanted to. Everything seems sleek and modern, and even though you live in a major city for university, Tokyo just seems even bigger, and more shiny. You watch as the scenery changes from high glass clad skyscrapers to dense viridian forestry. Eventually, you pull into what you think is the grounds of Jujutsu High. There are large ancient looking temple buildings surrounding you, and your excitement turns into awe. The architecture is totally neat!

The car pulls stops in front of a sprawling, temple-like building. Nanami gets out first, and opens your door, ever the gentleman. “Well, (Y/N), welcome to the University of Jujutsu.” He says, gesturing ahead. University of Jujutsu? Huh? You were 100% sure in the anime it was a high school… unless this building is something else? No, it couldn’t possibly be, it looked exactly like what Jujutsu High did in the anime… this stuff was really messing with your head now. Pulling yourself out of your thoughts, you get out of the car and look ahead at the building in front of you.

You feel a sudden gust of wind, and standing before you now is a familiar white haired man with a blindfold on. His smile feels almost too wide to be genuine.

“Woah, Nanami, you’re right— She is totally weird!” The white haired man exclaims. But you can barely register what he’s saying. GOJO?! The Satoru Gojo is standing in front of you, in the flesh? All 6’3 of him? There’s no way! “Go- I mean, its nice to meet you!” You blabber, catching yourself before you say his name. This seems to be a theme, you think. “I’m (Y/N) (L/N), but please just call me (Y/N)!” You say, reaching a hand out stupidly.

He makes a point of tilting his head down—to look?— at your hand, before taking it in his own and shaking it. “Satoru Gojo. But you already seem to know that,��hm?” His grin is positively Cheshire-like. Your eyes widen. “Y-yes! Nanami mentioned you in the car..” You lie hastily. You weren’t actually sure if Nanami had said anything about Gojo, you were too busy staring at his chiselled face to pay attention, but he probably did… right? Nanami grunts in affirmation, confirming your statement. Phew! That was close.

Gojo hums in reply, not totally convinced, but choosing to let it slide. “Sooo, a little birdie told me you’ve been causing quite the stir.” What? Quite the stir? Not really, you think. It was really just one cursed spirit lunging at you.. but whatever. You stay silent, letting him continue.

“I wouldn’t say that,” Nanami interjects. “But I began tailing her after running into her for the first time. Then, a cursed spirit attacked her, but she dodged with.. inhumane speed. She claims not to know about cursed energy, but no ordinary human moves like that. And surely, you can see that energy radiating off of her?”

Gojo tilts his head, playful smile faltering and being replaced by a more serious expression. It suits him, you think, in your fangirl daze.

“Nanami, come with me. You,” He says, then turning to face you. "Ijichi will take you inside.” 

Before you can protest, Ijichi steps out of the car, gesturing politely at you to follow him. You glance back at Gojo and Nanami as they walk off, feeling like you’re about to be thrust into something far bigger than you ever wanted to be a part of.

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

Gojo leads Nanami into an empty room and closes the door behind them. Turning to Nanami, he speaks in a low voice. “No, I can’t.. see her energy.” He admits, quietly.

Nanami’s face pales. “What? That can't be possible.” Gojo nods, frowning. “No, seriously. I can absolutely feel her energy, its thick, and foggy, almost. But I can't see it. She looks as if she’s got absolutely no cursed energy whatsoever. I can’t make sense of it.”

“Is it possible she’s concealing it?” Nanami asks.

“Maybe.” Gojo replies, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “And if that’s the case, she’s incredibly powerful, and knows a lot more than what she’s letting on. We couldn’t afford to let her slip through our fingers. Buuut…” He trails off, his lips curling into a small smirk. “She doesn’t strike me as cunning enough for that. At least, not yet. Still, no way of knowing for sure.” 

Nanami sighs, crossing his arms. “She seems about Fushiguro’s age. Should we enrol her?”

Gojo tilts his head, considering.

“It’s risky. If she does turn out to be dangerous, Megumi could be in some serious danger. Not that he can't handle himself, but the boy is an idiot sometimes.” Gojo chuckles. “But, it seems like the best idea. We can't just babysit her all the time, and at least if she’s in the school, Yaga will also be able to keep an eye on her.” “And the higher-ups?” Nanami asks, his tone cautious. “Absolutely not.” Gojo’s grin returns. “They’ll lose their minds if they become aware of her. Her energy isn’t like anything I’ve ever felt, and that’s bound to scare those old fucks.” He snickers. Nanami nods, reluctantly agreeing. “We’ll pitch it to Yaga, then. He’d obviously want some sort of interview with her though, which is tricky. So far, I think she’s just got… good reflexes?”

“Hm…” Gojo hums thoughtfully. “Well, her energy signature speaks for itself. I’m sure Yaga will get it, when he sees it for himself.”

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

Meanwhile, Ijichi leads you to a large room with plush sofas. You take a seat, unsure if you should say anything to him. You decide not to, in the end. Ijichi similarly doesn’t say anything to you, and the silence stretches uncomfortably. You feel too awkward to pull out your phone—it seems rude— so you’re left with nothing but your thoughts and boredom.

Finally, after what feels like forever, Nanami and Gojo return. Gojo claps his hands together, with that signature grin back on his face. “Good news, kid!” He exclaims, grinning like a kid. “You’re being admitted to our university!”

“What?” You sputter, at a loss for words. You didnt want to stay here! Sure, you enjoyed jujutsu kaisen as an anime, all the guys were hot, and the plot was cool and every fight scene was totally badass. But you knew you weren’t cut out for this. Being a sorcerer? You get winded walking up one flight of stairs!

“It’s the best possible outcome.” Nanami says, in that resolute tone of his. “You’ll attend an interview shortly, but we’ve already sorted it all out, you’ll be enrolled for certain here. There’s currently.. only one other first year student, but we anticipate more students that will join as the year goes on.” He says. Your eyes widen. Is he talking about.. Megumi? Wait, so does this mean that he’s your age here? Before you can ask anything, Gojo grabs your arm and whisks you away. You manage to wave goodbye at Ijichi and Nanami. Gojo leads you through a maze of corridors before stopping in front of two large ornate doors.

“The interview room. Or, technically, just principal Yaga’s office.” He grins at you. “Just remember kid, be yourself!” and with that, he pushes open the doors and ushers you inside. You blink, adjusting to the darkness in here. You see Yaga, sitting at the far end of the room, surrounded by his puppets. He doesn’t even look up, just continuing on his current project, making a cute pink bunny.

“You’re right, Gojo. Her cursed energy is something completely else.” Yaga says, his voice gruff. Finally, he looks up to meet your gaze. “Principal Yaga,” He introduces himself. “Nice to meet you, (Y/N).”

You open and close your mouth, stupidly. It figures that he would already know your name, if Gojo’s mentioned you. “You’ve had no prior training as a sorcerer?” He asks.

You shake your head quickly. “No, sir.” “How long have you been able to see curses?” He presses.

“Uh… only recently, honestly.” You decide to tell the truth. You had literally started seeing them today, but saying that feels like a bad idea, so you leave it vague.

Yaga nods thoughtfully. “Usually, there is an initiation battle for new students, but as far as I’m aware, you don’t know how to properly activate your cursed technique or manipulate your cursed energy, correct?” He asks.

“Yes, sir, I think so.” you reply nervously.

Yaga studies you for a moment, then nods.

“No matter, we’ll help you. Welcome to the University of Jujutsu. You’ll be starting lessons on Monday. You will stay in the dormitories, and Gojo will brief you on the rest of the things you’ll need to know.”

“Thank you, Principal Yaga!” You manage.

Yaga dismisses you with a wave, and you exit the room with Gojo, who’s been uncharacteristically quiet. He looks deep in thought. “Well,” he finally mutters. “that was the quickest and most underwhelming interview ever.”

He shakes his head. "I'll show you to your room. There's currently only one other first-year student, like Nanami said earlier. Your room will be next to his."

As Gojo leads you through the corridors once more, you hear the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway you’re in. Gojo glances over his shoulder, a grin forming on his face. “Oh, speak of the devil. Here’s that fellow first-year buddy,” Gojo chuckles. “Megumi! C’mon over!”

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Thank you for reading! i'll be updating every wednesday. this chapter was a lil slow paced i admit, but only to add in a solid structure so the future chapters make more sense. see you next week!

[celestie0]

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🐺House of Alphas🐺

(Jujutsu Kaisen Omegaverse )

Summary: Waking up in a world that was not your own was problematic enough. Being the villainess was another. However, the possessive alphas might take the cake.

Disclaimer: Angsty but I ain’t Gege

Omega!Reader x Alpha!Sukuna x Alpha!Gojo x Alpha!Toji x Alpha!Nanami x Alpha!Getou

Chapter 63: Chi Village

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The further south you went the hotter it became. Soon you were wearing but a bralette and skirt while your alphas went shirtless.

Sometimes you hated how damn attractive they were, especially watching as they set up camp. Nanami found the perfect spot under the shade, away from the burning sun. Your blanket was laid out for you as you sat watching your alphas. Their muscles tensed nicely and any sheen of sweat that glistened upon their skin made your mouth water. Anywhere you moved your gaze you couldn't be free from those sexy beasts so you looked up into the trees, eyeing the lush leaves above.

To be honest you could just go over to either of them and just… grab them- you know they wouldn't mind- hell they would love it. Or you could just call one over. With a snap of your fingers, you could be in lust land. Being devoured beautifully... However, there was a lot that weighed on your mind. Sex was not your only concern. You had to worry about your mission to save the world among other things. The Chi village, Junpei, Mahito, Yuta… Kobeq, Haibara… and many many other things. There was just too much! Who had time to think about hot sexy sweaty alpha knots and cum and-fuck!

“I want to get lunch.” you spoke as you stood swiftly. Your dirty mind is annoying you.

Your alphas looked toward you with raised brows.

Toji looked confused, “If you are hungry princess we can get you food. What do you want?” He questioned as he threw down his tent, not even worried about it anymore…the call of his omega seemingly more important to him.

That damn caring daddy of yours.

You waved your hand at him, “No, I want to do it. It’s hard for me to track things… my nose sucks so I want to get better at it.”

“Why?” Gojo questioned.

Nanami released a light chuckle, “You know our omega likes to do things herself.”

“An omega that hunts.” Getou snorted at the very idea.

“What?” you shrug not knowing why that seemed so far-fetched. Where were all your strong independent omegas?

“Nothing sweetheart, it's cute that you like to do things yourself.”

You felt a little shy now as you shifted in your spot, “Well I think it would be beneficial for me to be a bit independent, even though I love you guys spoiling me I might become rotten.”

“We don't min-.”

“Tch- what? What are we supposed to do if she does everything herself.” Your white-haired alpha frowned. “She won't need us anymore.”

You let out a joyous laugh as you walked to Gojo, “I will always need my alphas, especially my troublemaker.” You kiss his cheek playfully then wave to no one in particular. “Come on time is wasting! Who’s gonna help me?”

“Isn't the answer obvious?” Sukuna sheaths his hunter knife already coming towards you.

“I will go too.” Toji volunteered. “ I got the best sense of smell after all.” he grinned tapping his nose.

Getou mused lightly, twirling his hair around a finger,“ Perhaps I should go so I can be a better hunter juuuuust in case Nanami tries to punish us again.”

Nanami gasped, “That was-”

“I might as well go too!” Gojo huffed cutting the blonde off, “I gotta be a good providing alpha for you!”

“You do provide Satoru!” You roll your eyes amid the conversation.

Your blonde brushed his hands upon his pants, “I will also attend. There's never no room for improvement.”

Sukuna growled, “What the hell are we all going!?”

You brighten up at the idea, ”Wait, that would be good! It would be like a training session!”

“Aawh-” Getou began to groan until you looked toward him. “-whhh I love those. So~ so much fun.” you could tell his earlier comment was said as a joke but you weren't gonna let him take it back!

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[greenday-bingus]

[𝒜𝓇𝓂𝓎 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇𝓈] (JJK x Blood User!Reader)

𝟏.𝟑𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

(ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴ��ᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅ, ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 🫡) ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴅᴀʏ? ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʙʀɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 (this is chapter 3 YAHO)

You were walking side by side with Gojo, except you couldn’t remember why. Gojo just knocked on your door saying, “I called you out of school, so you can come with me to Harajuku.” You didn’t question it of course, because even if you did, he probably wouldn’t answer you.

Plus Harajuku is an awesome place to be, and another plus is the fact that the one and only Gojo bought you ice cream.

While walking you were too busy enjoying your ice cream to notice that Megumi was right in front of you with some boy with pink hair, before Gojo pointed them out. “Megumi and Yuji, what a pleasant surprise you guys finally made it!,” Gojo announced happily. Megumi had a sour look on his face, “we’ve been waiting for you Sensei…”

Gojo nudges you on your side and looks at Yuji, “Ah! Whoops, Hi!” you waved at Yuji and quickly introduced yourself. “Oh is this the girl you were talking about Fushiguro?” Yuji recalled. Megumi nodded, “oh cool! Any friends of Fushiguro, are friend of mine! I’m Yuji Itadori, I like women like Jennifer Lawrence!”

You twirled your hair jokingly and gushed, “wow I can’t believe THE Megumi Fushiguro calls me his friend, I think, I think, I think I might-“ you get cut off as Megumi pinches your cheek. “Shut up! You happen to be the only other first year!”

You put your hand up and whispered to Yuji, “we’re totally besties.” Yuji lets out a snicker while Megumi rolls his eyes. As much as Megumi wants to be angry, his cold cold heart warmed a bit. He would never tell that obviously, he wants to be nonchalant.

Yuji looks at you and Megumi up and down, “huh, my uniform looks waaaaay different from yours.”

“Well uniforms can be customized,” you decided to peep in. “

“Well now that you know my new student, we have another one!” Gojo pushes the three of you into a new area, which makes you run into some girl yelling at some talent agent. She had the same uniform as you guys, so she started to make her way over.

“I’m Nobara Kugasaki,” she boldly announces, but then had a disgusted look when she saw Megumi and Yuji. “I’m stuck with boys?” She points to Yuji, “you look like you pick your boogers,” she shifts her eyes to the black haired boy, “and you, you look emo, and you probably act nonchalant to get girls!” Yuji and Megumi looked at each other and started to bicker with Nobara.

You look at your teacher with a concerned look, “so we let them continue, orrrr?” Gojo smirked, “as much as I would like them to keep going, we have places to go.”

When the trio stopped throwing insults at each other, Nobara finally noticed you. She lets out a squeal, “why didn’t nobody tell me there was another girl?!” You giggle a bit seeing her attitude change so quickly, “don’t get your hopes too high she’s only a part time student,” Megumi mumbles out.

Nobara let out a groan, “are you joking me? You’re gonna leave me with these bozo’s?” You held back a giggle seeing her antics, “you’re lucky i’m even a part time student! If it was up to me, I would be at my other school right now, however the big sorcerers have other plans.”

You damned the world for giving you this curse technique. Your spider webs were highly feared and were highly sought for. Your curse technique was very rare, so it came to a surprise when your parents learned you possessed such powers. The people who possessed the power were killed, hence why there’s not many people with the technique.

“Oh c’mon don’t be so pessimistic! You at least have your awesome teacher now!” Gojo wrapped his arm around your shoulder with a cheeky smile. You looked around pretending to be looking for something, “awesome teacher? Where?”

Megumi wanting to get back at Gojo for all the times he made him suffer he decided to join in, “yeah what great teacher? I only see a teacher who abandons his kids to get some mochi.”

“Okay that’s it, we’re leaving we’ve got stuff to do,” Gojo sticks his tongue at his students before using his long legs and disappearing.

-

“Are you kidding me , what the hell is this!?,” Nobara said what was going through everyone’s mind. “Sorry kids, but duty calls, there’s a curse here terrorizing the citizens.” A creepy abandoned building stands before you guys. You could definitely feel the presence of a curse.

You and Megumi glanced at each other then at Gojo. “CRAP I’m totally unprepared, I didn’t even bring my weapon!” you thought to yourself quietly. Until you guys could open your mouth Gojo interrupts the two of you, “Megumi is still recovering from his injury and this kid is here to make sure nothing goes wrong.” He points to you, making you seem like you’re more powerful than what you actually are. “And I already know how good my AWESOME students are, so this is more of a test for you guys!”

Yuji and Nobara groaned, “we can handle ourselves, we’ll be out in no time,” and with that Nobara waved goodbye and went inside. Gojo pulls Yuji to the side to have a small chat and handing him a weapon before pushing him inside the abandoned building.

“This is fun!” you exclaimed happily, you were still eating your ice cream.

“Spoiled,” Megumi scoffs. He wants to punch you for the way you eat your ice cream, you managed to get it in your nose. Normally he could care less, but right now seeing you makes him irritated. You were busy to notice him side eyeing you, he was disgusted.

Megumi takes out a handkerchief and hands it to you without saying a word. “What?”

“You got ice cream on your nose, are you some child?” he sneered. You looked him up and down, you took a finger and wiped ice cream on his nose. He lets out a gasp, he takes some of your ice cream and smears it on your face, which leads you guys to wipe ice cream on each other.

Gojo, who was once lost in his thoughts, notices his students fighting each other. However before he could interject a curse breaks through a window flying right towards his students. You and Megumi see the curse which makes you scream.

Within a matter of seconds it bursts open, (yaho curse guts everywhere!). “Oh man she’s crazy!” Gojo cheered. Nobara comes out with Yuji holding a kid as she scolds him.

She stops in her tracks as she sees you and Megumi completely dirty, “what the hell did you do to her!?”

Megumi raises his eyebrows, “it’s what she did to me!?” You covered your laugh with the back of your palm, you were totally hiding the fact that you had started this ice cream war.

Yuji comes back with his arms crossed behind his head, “i’m hungry, can we go get something to eat? Maybe steak?”

“Steak?” you and Nobara questioned at the same time. “What about sushi?” Nobara suggests.

Yuji gave a sour face, “really? Steak is totally more filling! Megumi, don't you agree?”

“No.” Megumi deadpans.

-

“Guys this is gonna be so fun!” you cheered happily carrying your luggage. “This isn’t supposed to be fun, we’re here on a mission,” Megumi rolled his eyes at you.

“C'mon dude! We get a stay at a cabin, at a farm! With sheep! And all we gotta do is wipe out some dumb curse!” Yujis eyes twinkled. Nobara handed him a bag asking him to carry it for her. “Yeah don’t be so pessimistic!”

The small squad kept hiking through the forest, surrounded by sheep and lambs until a small cabin could be seen. A little lamb happily skipped towards you, you let out a small gasp then went to pet it. “It’s so soft!”

A/n

I’m super sorry guys 🙏 Ive been procrastinating this chapter. School and relationships have been quite hectic, however i have returned. I came up with a new idea for a new jjk story but I remembered I have two other fanfictions to work on 😓 This is also cross posted in archive, but tumblr is getting it first, whenever i post a fanfiction on archive from my phone, it always messes up, so until i can touch my laptop chapters will be posted on here. I’ll try posting the next chapter next week, HOPEFULLY 🤞 if you’re still here, i want to thank you for reading!!! Repost are appreciated and have a good day 👅

Edit 1: I can’t believe I FORGOT THE FIRST PARAGRAPH IM FREAKING CRAZY 😦

[id-rather-be-an-outsider]

Fanboys SMAU Masterlist

summary: y/n is new to Jujutsu University, but she’s not unheard of – she’s an independent artist who went viral as a teen, and opted to try and keep her “normal” life, despite her world growing unimaginably in size. read on to find out how y/n navigates her new social circle and social status as a college student!

a/n: ahhh I’m so excited to start this project! I’ve decided that instead of waiting until I’m done with full stories to post them I’ll just post as needed, and the world has to deal with my inconsistent posting schedules because I am shameless and also Tumblr still gives me broken links, so hopefully I can still edit this :| also, comment below if you’d like to be added to the taglist!

the label • artist catalogue + bonus content

chapter 1: introductions . . . . . released Oct 7 2023

chapter 2: making friends . . . . . released Oct 16 2023

chapter 3: first flame . . . . . released Dec 14 2023

bonus chapter 3.5: tease . . . . . in progress

chapter 4: trust . . . . . in progress

chapter 5: revenge dress . . . . .

chapter 6: conquest . . . . .

bonus chapter 6.5: no title . . . . . 

chapter 7: power couple . . . . .

[lively-potter]

— trials of athena ; intro

— genre ; enemies to lovers, kinda slow burn, friends to lovers

— warnings ; a hella lot of cursing, some typos ( of course 🙄😬 ) mature themes, smut, athena doesn’t like feelings, fluff, smut, angst, some violence, teeny bit of blood and gore, JK’s a dick fr

— find the me on Wattpad ; LivelyPotter

─ TRIALS OF ATHENA summary ;

in which athena green's life changes the moment jeon jungkook moves in the house next door.

and in which jeon jungkook - the mysterious dickwad, finally arouses feelings within athena - feelings she's never experienced before.

─ TRIALS OF ATHENA warnings ;

mature content

mature language ( like, a shit ton )

violence

slight age gap  ( 19 - 23 )

— TRIALS OF ATHENA disclaimer ;

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All Rights Reserved

You may not reproduce,

distribute/and or adapt

any part of this work

without my permission

I only own my original characters and the plot.

─ TRIALS OF ATHENA playlist ;

pretty savage - blackpink

not to be dramatic - zoe clark

call it - julia cole

I want crazy - hunter hayes

10 things I hate about you - leah kate

— TRIALS OF ATHENA notes ;

this is honestly one of my favorite books I’ve written! It’s not completed yet, but over on Wattpad TOA has eighteen chapters that I’m going to cross post over here. I hope you laugh, find happiness, and have a good times reading about Athena’s adventures! Feel free to reblog, comment, and check out my other works here and on Wattpad!

— PLEASE READ!!!!!

This is an academy au crossover! You don’t need to know all about the academy to understand! But know that Athena has nine dads and one mom! Her parents are in a poly relationship so don’t get confused lol

[vanillawhims]

Suguru Geto

[hinakazino]

Royal Reverse Harem, Gojo/Reader

#1 Continuation of the Royal Reverse Harem series! This'll be a mini series, just with interesting scenarios with JJK. <3 Warnings: Obsessive Gojo, mean gojo, toji/reader & gojo/reader.

When you'd first transferred into the novel, you were in a state of shock. The fancy bedroom, the beautiful decor, the utter amount of respect you were given, and the overly expensive food was awesome. Reality didn't really hit you until after a week or so.

You felt so stupid, you had wasted a week doing pretty much nothing except enjoy your new lifestyle. Sure the maids, butlers, and EVERYONE seemed terrified of you but all you really thought about was being nice to change their opinions.

Your idea of "I'll just be good and live my life happily watching my favorite characters" came completely crashing down when Gojo decided to pay you a visit. By now, thankfully you already set in motion your plan to change public opinion but Satoru had other ideas.

Satoru was stunning, a majestic being. He looked like an angel who had been sent from the heavens, sculpted by the gods themselves. His soft white hair and striking blue eyes, and oh goodness, his soft lips. It was a little embarrassing, how much you admired him.

When you first saw him, there was no doubt in your heart why the villainess loved him so much. Satoru was fascinating, not just in his standing but his mere presence demanded respect. You felt the air leave your lungs as you sat at the dinner table.

It was quiet for awhile, which made you feel awkward as Satoru himself was the one who requested your attendance. However, what you didn't know was that Gojo was just as confused with your silence. Normally you'd be speaking to him, in your confident haughty mannerisms.

He couldn't quite understand what was different today, you seemed, nervous? He didn't know, but what he did know was that at the moment he was fed up with your schemes. It was just too bad, he didn't know you weren't the actual villainess!!

"I don't understand why you're so silent, especially when you of all people should know why I'm here," he stated. Oh, now you were panicking, because you honestly had no idea what he was talking about!!

Silence seemed the best choice but this had only angered Satoru more. As the night progressed he had begun shouting at you, violently clattering plates to the floor, and commanding you to simply stay away from him.

It was a traumatizing experience, safe to say, after that Gojo Satoru did not look the same to you. Now whenever he was near you, whether it be just passing by or due to political, social, or marital reasons you tended to shift away whenever possible. Even when you were pressured by your family, which sucked, Gojo wasn't interested anyway so you snuck away most times.

In the end, you decided on a divorce, it was also the best step to ensure you stayed alive, which you asked for two weeks later after your dinner session with him. Satoru, although surprised by your request had asked whether this was a tactic to gain his favor.

"No, I truly want this divorce," you responded quietly, eyes not being able to meet his as you glanced everywhere but forward. You didn't know what to say to him anymore, it was not longer a feeling of awe and captivation anymore with him. Now, you simply wanted to be as far away from him as possible too.

Gojo on the other hand was delighted, had quickly signed the papers, and had pressured his father, the emperor, to confirm it a week later. Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden divorce, and word spread like wildfire.

Can you believe that the crown prince and, well, previous-to-be princess divorced? , I saw it coming from a mile away! That witch would've ruined this empire. , What does this mean, could it be that the rumor of the crown prince having a secret lover is true? Who is it? , Oh, I feel so sad for poor (y/n), she really is a kind woman, have you even spoken to her before?

The last statement made you proud when you heard of it from your lady-in-waitings. At the very least, public opinion had changed for you to some extent. You intended for it to continue turning positive for the better. Now that you stayed with your parents, maybe things wouldn't be so bad.

What you didn't realize was that after 3 months of divorce Gojo was beginning to rethink his choices. Firstly, he was annoyed because despite the divorce being official his father still pestered him on the daily. The truth was evident, the emperor did not approve of a commoner becoming the future empress (that said commoner, the female lead).

The emperor only agreed on this divorce because Gojo did make some sense, and, he didn't want to lose the support of one of the highest nobles in his empire. That being said, he either now expected Satoru to find another noble lady (many available) or crawl back to you (honestly emperor has given up on trying to be civil).

Due to these factors, Satoru has still be thinking of you. However, he wasn't that interested until just about the 2nd month after your divorce with him. See, the reason was that he had eyes on you anyway, his spies in your estate told him anything they deemed necessary. What were you going to do? Go after the female lead again?

It was all too predictable, which was why when Satoru's father yelled at him for not doing anything he was confused. "What is it now father?" he responded, irritated. "YOU FOOL. (Y/N)'S ALREADY COURTING OTHERS, THE ZENIN, SOUND FAMILIAR? Oh.. you're a lost cause now..." his father had responded, tired and exhausted of his son.

That was when Gojo was informed by his spies, that you, in fact, had been in much contact with Toji much recently. Then, when Gojo asked why his men hadn't reported anything, they stated that they had mentioned it once already but nothing important seemed to come up other than you both being acquaintances. Plus, the rumor was everywhere anyway, they'd assumed he'd heard.

Now, Satoru began to watch you more intensively, peaked even higher when at a social party just 2 days later, you were dancing with Toji. Both of you so friendly, even Gojo was dumbfounded as to how. Didn't Toji not like you?

After Toji, there was Geto, Gojo's best friend turned into one of the Empire's sole enemies. A true tragedy that was, and yet, you were spotted with him as part of reports following his activity! Which occurred to everyone considered an enemy of the empire, but you? What were you doing with him?

Then there was the flirting with Choso, and your newfound friendship with Yuki. You were on a roll of drama, being front and center on stage whilst promoting good deals which pleased all classes on the social hierarchy. Gojo was at a loss and at the same time, thrilled? No, maybe jealous, not of you but those associated with you.

He hadn't seen you like that before, you looked genuinely happy now. You were having fun at social gatherings, not having a care in the world. Despite your obvious scandalous behavior, you were no longer committing acts of evil and, no longer glancing at him. Which didn't feel right!!

Gojo Satoru hated to admit it, but if this was another one of your games it was definitely working. Only a couple months after separation, and he was watching your every move. Even beginning to reconsider his choices, thinking how the female lead wasn't as interesting anymore to him.

Sadly, it was a bit too late now but Gojo has decided, he wants to win back your favor. A crown prince, a noble lady previously wed to him, what could potentially go wrong?

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[lillianawayne99]

CastAway Chapter 24

Pairing: Gojo, Itadori, Sukuna, Nanami X OC

Genre: Action Romance

Word Count: 2.6

Warnings: Teacher-Student relationship, canon with a twist, reverse harem, smut, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, violence, major character death, smut chapters will have specific warnings

Synopsis: Calliope, a wolf in sheep's clothing, enrolls at Jujutsu Tech to protect herself from a world she's never seen before. In her efforts to stay alive, she finds relationships that could mend her soul or tear her apart.

Previous Chapter // CastAway // Masterlist

Twisting as I fell, I managed to land on all fours only to get kicked in the ribs. The force of the kick sent me onto my back. Luckily, I was able to see Sukuna aim for my head and managed to roll out of the way, scrambling back to my feet.

Fueled by pain, frustration, and rage, I somehow managed to tap into the lighter half of my power. Shifting to the side to avoid Sukuna’s next punch, I funneled all my strength into my fist and hit him in the chest with a blinding flash of white light.

My feet were rooted to the ground as I watched in horror while he flew backwards. 

The sound of him crashing into a tree snapped me out of my daze. My feet moved before I knew what I was doing, or where I was going. The seconds it took me to reach him felt like hours as I watched him crumple to the ground. 

His body laid nearly flat on the ground, his shoulders leaned against the tree he hit with his head slumped forward. My hands instinctively flew to his chest, feeling him over for damage. He grasped my arms, using me to steady himself as he adjusted to rest against the tree in a more comfortable position.

“Good one, little mouse,” Sukuna groaned. 

I woke from the series of dreams with a jolt and a gasp, my hand flying to my chest above my racing heart. My sudden movement must have woken Yuuji, he rolled onto his side to wrap his arm across my chest. When I took a steadying breath and turned to face him, it was Sukuna looking at me with concern in his four red eyes.

“What’s wrong, pet?” He asked while pulling me closer. 

Glancing over his shoulder to see Gojo had already left for the day, I relaxed into his arms and pressed my head to his chest. “Bad dreams.”

Sukuna tightened his hold on me, tucking my head under his chin. His fingers gently ran along the length of my spine. When he reached the small of my back, he retraced his movements. 

Lying in his arms, all I could think about was my conversation with Getou and the questions I was left with. Was he right when he said Sukuna wanted me to be his queen? Would he, did he, listen to me? He promised to protect me until he was whole, but it was impossible for Getou to know that.

When he made the promise, I thought it was a trick. I was certain he’d try to kill me again the moment the promise was fulfilled, but now, I wasn’t so sure. He hadn’t said a cruel word nor raised a hand against me since, apart from our sparring match. Even then, I could tell he was holding back. 

He riled me up and gave me a challenge, but I never felt malicious intent from him. It didn’t feel as if he was holding back due to the promise. It seemed like he genuinely didn’t want to see me hurt. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” Sukuna’s question pulled me from my thoughts, back to the present.

I shifted to look up into his eyes. They were pulled together slightly. As I considered his question, he gently brushed my hair out of my face.

“Do you love me?” I blurted out without thinking.

He froze, his fingers in my hair and red eyes trained on my face. After a few moments, he blinked and dropped his hand to my shoulder. 

“I don’t know what love feels like,” He admitted. Noticing my expression fall and gaze drop to his chest, he cupped my chin and turned me to face him again. “But, your description the other day … it fits.”

His hand brushed along my neck to my shoulder, down my arm, to grasp my hand and place it over his heart. I could faintly feel it beating steadily under our hands. 

“Sukuna-”

“Be with me.” He interrupted before I could say anything else. His eyes burned with determination, and a decision he wasn’t sure about until now. “Join me, and stay by my side. Be mine.”

“Sukuna, I-”

“I know you care for Yuuji and Gojo, I’m not asking you to leave them.” Rough, calloused fingers caressed my cheek before settling under my chin, keeping my gaze locked on his. 

“Then, what are you asking?” I gazed up at him as he opened his mouth to speak, wondering if Getou was right.

A sharp, quick knock at the front door interrupted him. It was Ijichi, here to collect Yuuji and I for the day. Sukuna glared at the bedroom door before sighing and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“We’ll talk about this later,” He murmured, his body stiffening.

Back in control of his body, Yuuji squeezed me tightly, comfortingly, before letting go and getting out of bed. The two of us rushed to get ready, eating quickly, before leaving with Ijichi.

I tried to listen as he explained what we were doing today, but all I could focus on was how it seemed Getou was right about Sukuna. He did a terrible job of showing it, but the curse cared about me, in his own way. 

As we drove through the city, an unmistakable, cold heaviness hung in the air. It grew stronger as Ijichi drove.

“Stop the car!” I shouted, jerking forward until my head was between the front seats.

“What?” Ijichi glanced over at me, starting to tremble from my outburst. “Here?”

“Yes, here! Do you remember what happened the last time you didn’t stop fast enough?” I demanded, preparing to hit the brakes myself.

“I remember,” He answered warily, slowing down and bringing the car to the curb.

The moment the car was stopped, I jumped out and bolted, following the cursed energy. What was a special grade doing in the middle of the city? Why were we investigating a high school student with a special grade on the loose? Had anyone been dispatched to exorcise it? 

Hoping I would run into a first or special grade sorcerer, I stopped in the middle of an alleyway. The cursed energy was coming from below my feet. With a muttered swear, I searched the ground until I found a manhole nearby and lowered myself into the sewers.

Once my feet touched the ground, I reached for my power and cautiously made my way through the tunnels. Following the trail of cursed energy, I heard the fight before I saw it. It felt like an eternity as I watched the fight, waiting for an opening. I stayed close behind them, but far enough they didn’t seem to notice me.

Nanami was facing off with a humanoid, scarred curse with long, blue hair and mismatched eyes. He wielded a short, wide sword wrapped in a white and black cloth while the curse manipulated its shape. 

Mahito effortlessly elongated his arms to attack Nanami, then shortened them back to normal to block the sorcerer’s attacks. Finally having a moment when he was distracted, I darted in. Reaching for my power, I didn’t have time to care which side I pulled from.

As Mahito held Nanami’s sword in one hand and went to attack with the other, I jumped forward and grabbed his outstretched arm. Using my momentum, I pulled him with me as I dropped back to the ground. The moment my feet hit the ground, I twisted his arm and punched him square in the chest, a wave of pure energy crashing into the curse.

His face contorted into surprised pain before he quickly regained control of himself, his lips curling into a curious, malicious grin. As his skin started to move under my hand, I quickly let go and jumped backwards. I was aware of my soul, but unsure if I could protect it against his technique. 

Glancing behind the curse to see Nanami picking up his weapon, I carefully moved around Mahito. As I shifted closer to Nanami, I watched him check his watch out of the corner of my eye.

“Davis-chan,” He addressed me with an annoyed huff. When I glanced at him with a nod, he placed his sword in the waistband of his pants and moved to remove his tie as his cursed energy began to increase. “Unfortunately, I’m going into overtime now. Let’s end this quickly.”

“Hm,” I grunted back in agreement. I didn't want to be here much longer either.

He offered me a quick, supportive nod then we moved. While I attacked Mahito directly, encasing my hands in cursed energy, Nanami darted toward the wall. Mahito seemed interested in what Nanami was doing, but focused on me the second I entered his range. 

Exchanging blows with Mahito was difficult and exhausting. Due to his youth, feints worked well against him at first. He didn’t understand how to read my body language past where I led him. And yet, I had to be more vigilant each time he responded with an attack of his own. 

With every punch, dodge, and swing, I goaded him toward Nanami. When a loud bang and following crash resounded toward Mahito, he glanced toward the noise. Using the opening, I funneled my cursed energy to my fists and socked him in the jaw. His attention diverted, I kept him in place until darting away at the last second.

As rubble filled with cursed energy fell onto the curse, Nanami appeared at my side. Panting, I looked up at him to see a hint of appreciation and concern behind his glasses. With a short nod and tilt of his head, he led me out of the sewers. 

I walked a few steps behind him, keeping an eye on the darkness behind us. I couldn’t feel Mahito’s cursed energy following us, but I didn’t want to risk the curse sneaking up on us. After another glance back, I nearly walked into Nanami. 

He stared down at me, his stoic expression impossible to read. Brown eyes darted behind me before his lips pursed slightly. When he reached for my hand, I noticed red staining his shirt. 

Swatting his hand away, I felt my face contort into concern as I grabbed his jacket and pulled him to the side. He huffed and tried to push my hands away, but I forced them into his jacket. Grabbing his sides, I felt the warm slickness of his blood seeping through his clothes.

“Davis-chan,” There was a warning in his tone, but I ignored it as I felt his torso over for other injuries. After a few moments, he grasped my wrists and pushed them away. “I’m fine.”

“You’re bleeding!” I snapped back, glaring up at him, but I knew he could see my worry with the way his expression softened. 

“Come on, we need to get out of here.” He gently let go of me, placing a hand on the back of my arm. 

With a soft huff, I stepped forward, away from the curse and back toward the light outside. Wiping the blood on my hands onto my skirt, I pretended not to notice how Nanami slowed to match my pace. Every time I cast a glance behind us, the back of his hand brushed against mine. 

Annoyed with how deep into the tunnels we’d gone and sore my muscles had gotten, I groaned quietly and rolled my shoulders. Normal fights took a lot out of you, but using cursed energy was worse. It usually took a bit before the adrenaline wore off, but I could already feel the fatigue slipping in. 

“We’re almost there,” Nanami interrupted my sudden irritability, his tone gentle as he wrapped his hand around mine. 

Unsure if the gesture was his way of offering support, keeping me on my feet, or for his own wants, I hesitated for a moment before wrapping my fingers around his hand. As we walked, I realized I didn’t care about his intentions. It was one of the few times I easily accepted it when someone offered me affection for the first time.

With his warm, calloused fingers dwarfing my hand, the rest of the walk into a store’s bathroom didn’t feel as long. When I slipped into the family bathroom behind him, he merely glanced at me while I locked the door.

Not wanting to waste energy trying to convince me to leave, Nanami quickly discarded his jacket and shirt onto the sink. The only reaction he gave his injury was a quiet hiss as the cut stretched with his movements. 

“Let me see,” I demanded, my feet carrying me forward as I reached for him.

“I’ve got it,” He dismissed, brushing my hands away. 

As he turned to face me, I noticed how close I’d gotten to him. Pushing away my doubts about following him into the bathroom, I glared up at him and refused to move.

“I’m sure you do, but I can help.” Ignoring the way he raised his brow at me, I looked back at the blood running down his side. 

Reaching for him again, I swatted his hands away as he tried to push me away. Quickly realizing I wouldn’t back down, Nanami leaned back on the sink while I assessed the damage. It was fairly deep and I was exhausted from the fight, but I was determined to prove my worth to him.

Placing my hands on his skin, I gently held the sides of the cut together and closed my eyes. With a deep breath, I first felt for my own power then reached out around us. Grasping every living thing - bugs, animals, people - near us, I pulled their energy into myself then poured it into Nanami through my hands.

He grunted and flinched as I worked, but stayed still. The heat from his gaze burned into my head as I healed him. Using the energy around us, I forced his muscles, veins, nerves, and skin back together. 

Once I was finished, I let out a relieved, tired sigh, and released my power. Swaying slightly from the exertion, I looked up as he gently grasped my arms. He’d taken his glasses off at some point, letting me easily see something in his eyes for the first time.

He was relaxed yet tense at the same time. His expression was soft, gentle, but reserved. His warm, brown eyes shone with understanding, respect, and hint of reverence. It was almost like he was thinking about worshiping me. 

One of his hands shifted to my waist while the other gently ran up my arm to cup my chin. With his thumb on my cheek, slowly moving back and forth, he tilted his head in thought.

“You didn’t use a cursed technique to heal me,” His words were phrased as a statement, but there was a question in his tone.

“No, I didn’t,” I responded calmly, resisting the urge to close my eyes and lean into his touch.

“I didn’t believe Gojo-san when he told me what you were.” Noticing the beginnings of annoyance in my eyes, Nanami reassuringly squeezed my waist. “But he wasn’t lying, or exaggerating, was he?”

I slowly shook my head, unintentionally shaking off his hand. Nanami nodded back and dropped his hand to my shoulder. He looked over my head, processing what had happened. 

“We should get cleaned off,” I stated the obvious in an attempt to break the moment, but he didn’t move. 

As if my voice had brought him out of a daze, Nanami’s eyes slowly shifted back down to me. His grip tightened, but not nearly enough to be uncomfortable. I could see he was still thinking about something, but I couldn’t tell what.

“We should,” He agreed, but it didn’t sound like he’d fully processed my words.

“Nan-” I moved to let go of where my hands had fallen to rest on his sides, but froze when his lips landed on mine.

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⭑˚🔮⭑ yandere!jjk x f!reader

yandere, reverse harem, isekai, jujutsu kaisen x fem!reader, slowburn, slowburn yandere

You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is an even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.

00 — prologue 01 — budding friendship 02 — a sudden encounter 03 — set in motion 04 — fateful beginning 05 — anomaly 06 — what lies ahead 07 — moving in 08 — the last member 09 — teacher’s pet 10 — facing the future 11 — on the brink of death 12 — claimed 13 — in mourning 14 — entrusted with a secret 15 — long time no see 16 — memories erased 17 — rude intrusion 18 — someone dearly beloved 19 — a happy day 20 — seize the opportunity 21 — best friends 22 — everyone's favorite 23 — hand in hand 24 — foreboding 25 — cursed place

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[queenendless]

Stupid ass question.

But I gotta know.

If someone was willing to pay me $100 for a 2k smut piece ergo gojo geto nanami toji sukuna x reader gang b*ng piece ...

Would ya?

Cause freelancing sucks.

I suck at promotion.

And being part of a very poor family, barely keeping my accounts afloat with no job or support to lean back on, freaking sucks.

Also.

Patreon and Kofi.

Would any of you be willing to see that? Support me there too? Just writing cause my drawing skills are debatable.

Sorry for the inquisition.

I just hate my existence.

[cheeby]

The weight of what comes next

read chapter 2 here

content: a multi-part isekai story. reader is aware of the plot, and every minor character is aged up. Jujutsu high is now the University of Jujutsu.

18+, eventual smut

Chapter 1-

The first thing you noticed was all the sound. The hustle and bustle of people walking around you, voices blending into a static hum, punctuated by the loud sounds of traffic and honking. The next thing you noticed was the light. The golden, warm afternoon sunlight pouring down onto you, and everything around you. Blinking, you realise it's midday. What? You think to yourself.

You were just in your bedroom, scrolling endlessly on Tiktok before you managed to pass out from exhaustion from the day you’ve just had. Hey, shopping in person on black Friday is a mission! So how were you here? Looking around, you realise the billboards are all in a language you don’t understand. Huh. Strange. Japanese? You aren’t completely sure. The weather also seems oddly warm, for the end of November…. You just figure its not November, not in this place, anyway.

You pat down your pockets, finding your phone. Wait, huh? Your phone?

What a dream, you think. This is not what you usually dream of, normally its weird and cryptic stuff you need to sit on the edge of your bed for 20 minutes about in the morning after you wake up. Well, this is plenty cryptic, but it feels different. Why can you feel the sun on your skin? Why can you smell the air, asphalt clogging your senses? 

Then, you see it.

The air shifted—sharp and cold, like walking straight into a freezer, you feel it. Crawling along the floor, dragging mutilated limbs behind it, you see it.

What the fuck is that?! You squeal. Your feet move before your brain catches up, you scurry as fast as you can away from it. You’ve never seen such a thing before… what a pain. This is gonna be a nightmare?!

It’s only when a car horn blares that you realise where you’re running— straight into traffic. You freeze, squeezing your eyes shut, bracing yourself for impact. You wait for it to hit you.

It.. doesn’t. 

Oh yeah, dream logic!

You open your eyes to the scene in-front of you. You weren’t sure what you were expecting, in all honesty, but.. not this? It's eerily silent, and everything seems to be in slow motion. But its not, you realise, upon further inspection. Everything has… completely stopped? The cars coming towards you, the people walking alongside the pavement, and when you turned your head round to check on that monster, even that had stopped in its tracks, its head twisted in an unnatural way. 

Weird… 

Shaking your head, and trying to collect yourself, you cross the road hurriedly, scared time will somehow un-pause again. As soon as your feet touch the other side of the road, everything resumes to normal. 

You continue walking, in a daze over what just happened. In your dreams, you lack such coherent thinking, but now, it feels just as if you were awake, and this was really happening to you. Seems like those tiktoks from 2020 about lucid dreaming weren’t lying, you’re seriously doing it right now! Maybe you could meet Beyonce or something?

Its clearly midday, there are office workers all about, presumably on their lunch break. No one really seems to notice you. You decide to walk into a cozy looking bakery. The scent of freshly baked bread makes you salivate. You spot a man at the till, handing money to the cashier. He’s blonde, in a well tailored suit. 

Eye candyyy!

You chortle to yourself. Maybe this isn’t a nightmare after all!

As if hearing your thoughts, the man suddenly swivels round to meet your gaze. You jump a little, you weren’t expecting that. His eyes scan your face, an expression you can't decipher on his face. 

He turns back around, grabbing his sandwich, before walking past you and out of the shop. He maintained eye contact with you as he left, that same expression on his face. It would be sexy, if it hadn’t had unnerved you so much. Was there something on your face or something? Mortified at the thought of that, you pull out your phone and check for anything. Nope, nothing on your face, nothing in your teeth… 

Shrugging that weird encounter off, you smile at the girl. She smiles warmly back, and you ask what she’d recommend. Deciding on a filled baguette, you pay, (weird you thought, apple-pay in a dream? Capitalism getting to you even when you’re asleep?!), and then you walk out of the bakery. Turning a corner, you see the same blonde man from earlier. Umm, is he stalking you or something? He notices you, his eyes narrowing slightly. 

“Excuse me,” he says, his smooth voice cutting through the sounds of the street. He steps towards you, and you freeze mid bite into your baguette. Which is delicious, that girl really wasn’t lying!

“uuhmm.. can I help you?” You manage, your voice muffled by the bread in your mouth. He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. Which was gorgeous, you thought to yourself, shamelessly. How can a nose be gorgeous anyway? Stop thirsting! “You’re.. not a sorcerer.” He mutters, more to himself than you. “So, how..?” His gaze sharpening, making you suddenly feel small under it.

Sorcerer? Wait.. huh? Isn’t that.. jujutsu kaisen language? Come to think of it… is this not.. Nanami? Standing infront of you.. alive? Right now?

You shake your head quickly. “Sorry, uh, sir, but I think you’ve got the wrong person” you say, stepping back slightly. “I just… came for the bread, haha!” You cringe at the way you sound. You sound totally suspicious. Now he’s totally going to think you’re even more weird, and this is like, the hottest guy you’ve ever seen!

He doesn’t move, his eyes narrowing even more. “But you see them, don’t you?” He asks, in an even, but low tone.

 Your heart drops at his words. “See what, sorry?” You blatantly lie, immediately thinking of the grotesque creature you had seen earlier. His expression doesn’t change, but his shoulders relax slightly, as if confirming something. “You need to go back home,” he says, firmly, stepping back from you. “And stay there. This city isn’t the place for someone like you, its not safe.”

Before you can respond, he swiftly turns and walks away, disappearing into the crowd ahead as if he'd never just been here with you, just a few moments before. You slump against a wall, letting out a breath you hadn’t realised you had been holding. You’ve just had a full-on conversation with.. Kento Nanami, from the jujutsu Kaisen anime? Your head spins as you try to make sense of it all. Is this even a dream at this point? Everything up until this point has felt weirdly real, and that conversation just now is something you’re sure you couldn’t have imagined. You haven't even watched jujutsu Kaisen since last year, you had almost forgotten all about it. Your stomach sinks. If this is real, then damn, you’ve got bad luck. Jujutsu Kaisen is the worst universe to be transported to, literally everyone dies! At this revelation, you groan. 

“This is so unfair!” You mutter. “Well, at least it’s not attack on titan,” you add, trying to console yourself.

Deciding to at least get moving and figure out what to do next, you push off the wall and start walking aimlessly down the streets of what you’ve surmised is Tokyo. What are you going to do about money? Back home, you were just relying on part time jobs and your parents help, since you were in university, and technically a full time student.You sigh to yourself. You’ve got a decent chunk saved up anyway, you could easily live off that for like… maybe a few weeks? Fuck. You’re done for! And what about your old life anyway? The thought hits you hard, and you freeze in place. No, don’t think of it like that. Its not your “old” life, it is your life! You clench your firsts in determination, trying to get through this surge of panic. You just need to.. figure out a way to get back to your normal life.

You sigh again, and as you look up, you see another creature hurtling towards you at full speed, disgusting blood dripping fangs extended, curved thick claws reaching out towards you. Your eyes widen, and you manage to dodge the creature, or, curse, rather, at the last second. It felt as though time had slowed down just the right amount for you to move out of its way. You scream, as a familiar blonde man leaps between you and the curse, his hand moving to the side, and you catch the glint of some sort of blade. In one fluid motion, he slashes upward, the curse splitting cleanly in two before fading into nothing.

He steps aside, looking at you with a sharp, almost scornful gaze.

“You were either lying to me, and you can see them, or you’re just incredibly unlucky.” He says, his voice short, his eyes not leaving yours. You falter under his gaze, guilt bubbling up. 

“I- I’m sorry, I didnt know how to respond…” you stammer as your shock wears off.

“Thank you, really, Nan- uh, I mean, uh, thank you!” You say, cutting yourself off hastily, realising just in time he shouldn’t know you already know his name.

His expression doesn’t change, and his tone sharpens.

“You’ve got some explaining to do. What was that, just then? Right before that curse attacked you?” Nanami says, ignoring your gratitude.

You blink stupidly at him, genuinely confused. “What do you mean? I just.. moved out the way?” You say, unsure of what he really means.

His gaze hardens, a frown tugging at his lips.

“No. You moved unnaturally fast, out of its path. That couldn’t have been possible, without using cursed energy.” He pauses, his voice quieter.

“Just who are you?”

Your eyes widen, your breath catching in your throat.

“Cursed.. energy..” You repeat to yourself. Well, it makes sense—you can see curses, after all. But you hasn’t had really thought of that, and you certainly didnt think you had just used it to avoid being attacked.

Nanami stays silent, watching you with a calculating look. He doesn’t miss a single detail, the slight tremble in your hands, the confusion in your voice, the way you’re trying to make sense of something you clearly do not understand. But there’s no mistaking it: the cursed energy he feels radiating off of you, is unlike anything he’s ever encountered before. It’s sharp, suffocating, almost. Its unnatural, and incredibly, incredibly concentrated. He’d felt it the moment you had stepped onto the side of the street the bakery was on, but had dismissed it as a coincidence. It wasn’t until you had stepped into the bakery that he couldn’t ignore it anymore. Your energy was magnetising, likely why the curse had leapt right at you. It was probably threatened by you, rightfully so. 

There was something not adding up about your energy. It’s not that it felt malicious, but simply that it seemed foreign—alien, even— as though it wasn’t bound by the laws of this universe.

His voice breaks the silence, calm, but firm.

“You need to come with me.” He states, plainly, looking at you.

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authors notes-

hii just to preface this, im inspired by a number of other works on here so i'm sorry for any similarities between this and other ao3/tumblr works!

this is my first time even writing fanfic haha so it may just be hot garbage, but im here to have funnn and reverse some of the awful stuff Gege has planned ahead.

like mentioned earlier, all characters are aged up , and jujutsu high is now the university of jujutsu. reader is intended to be between 18-20 (first year of university). i also thought setting this about a year after the last ep of season 2 dropped was a good idea, so yeah!