One touch. That was all it took for all of Y/n Shigaraki's world to fall to pieces by her very own hands. She was a kind soul, never spoke badly, never showed disrespect, she was perfect... but I guess being perfect is what destroyed her. She was only 8 years old at the time, and her father was not a kind man. Her efforts to prove her worth to her father were always futile no matter how much she tried. But one day... she just snapped. It was in the afternoon when the incident happened. She was looking through her father's office because she was curious about her mother, the one person her father never spoke of. Finding out that your mother was a sorcerer should have been a surprise to Y/n, but instead, she felt nothing. nothing at all. Though, when her father suddenly barged into his office with a snarl, fear had filled her body. When her father made a move to hit her, she reacted instantly... almost on instinct. She moved at inhuman speed, and within seconds, her hand was pressed against his face, and that's when it happened... His body...it crumbled and turned to ash. This was her past, and it haunted her every day... until she met HIM. Authors Note: Hi guys and girlies! this book is a Gojo x Reader, with the reader being based off of Tomura Shigaraki from MY Hero Academia. Now, before we get started, I would like to just say that I welcome all comments-especially feedback- but I would just like to say that anyone making rude or inappropriate comments towards another person deliberately, will be blocked and muted from my comment section immediately. I would also like to say that if you are uncomfortable with the topics down below, please do not read unless you are certain you can handle it. ⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️ -GORE -VIOLENCE -RUDE / INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE -ANGST -SELF HARM -DEPRESSION -SUICIDAL THOUGHTS -SMUT

Hope you like this <3 -(I won't make a story description - for no reason at all LOL) Gojo x Oc btw!

Mirai Kuroda has a Cursed Technique that treats reality like a buggy video game. She can delay her own death, make you punch yourself in the face, and crash the server. She enrolled in Jujutsu High in 2006 thinking it would be a chill job. Instead, she got stuck with a white-haired idiot who thinks he's a god, a bun-wearing softie with a hero complex, and a principal who sighs more than he breathes. This is the story of how she fell in love with the strongest, broke the rules, and maybe-just maybe-saved him from his fate. ⚠️ manga/anime spoilers

Curses across Tokyo start disappearing without a trace - no lingering cursed energy, no signature, nothing. The only lead is this mysterious girl: Aya, a sorcerer who gives off zero cursed energy... until she moves. She's also the one thing jujutsu society hasn't had in years: a sorcerer second only to Gojo Satoru. Strong enough to stand near him without being crushed by the gap - and useful enough to the higher-ups that they finally start acting like the world can't revolve around Gojo forever. Gojo hates the timing, hates the politics, and hates the fact that even his Six Eyes can't read her. The students warm up to Aya fast - she's kind, calm, and fiercely protective of their youth - but Gojo keeps his guard up, convinced she's here to watch, report, and enforce the elders' will. Except Aya keeps stepping into danger meant for kids, keeps taking on burdens no one should have to carry, and keeps speaking with the quiet weight of someone who knows what it costs to be "the strongest." As missions intensify and pressure builds outside the school, Aya's presence starts cracking everything the higher-ups think they control - including Gojo. Because the more he watches her, the more he realizes the real threat isn't what she can do. It's why the jujutsu world needed someone like her at all.

[[𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝐼 𝒷𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒?....]] ◇◇◇◇ 30DCAPRIL WINNER:DIAMOND◇◇◇◇ The story is completely different from the other stories you have read on wattpad Read it and get suprised :) 👀💕 𝔾𝕠𝕛𝕠 𝕊𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕦, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕟, 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕠𝕛𝕠 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕟. 𝕄𝕚𝕦𝕣𝕒 𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕜𝕠, 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕜𝕠 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕠𝕛𝕠 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕟. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕤. 𝔸𝕝𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕄𝕚𝕦𝕣𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝔾𝕠𝕛𝕠, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔾𝕠𝕛𝕠'𝕤 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕖𝕩𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕪𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣.

❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅❞ "Maybe I wanted him to touch me." Satoru didn't think, holding her wrist with one hand and pitting her arm over her head and against the wall while his other palm pushed against her collarbone. "Say that again." He dared, baring his teeth while his fingers dug on her skin, not caring whether he left a mark or not. Mikazuki stood there, unmoving, completely at the mercy of the man she spent half a lifetime craving. She wanted to feel nothing, to be as cold as ice under his touch, but it was extremely hard to turn into a freezing ice cube when Satoru ignited flames under her skin. "Say. That. Again." - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ: ᴡᴇᴅɴᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ & ꜱᴜɴᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 - ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴠ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

❝𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉...❞ ❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉❞ Mikazuki looked up one last time, her golden eyes colliding with a similar pair of ocean blues. But whatever warmth she had been expecting from him evaporated in that single instant, their gazes colliding for less than a second. And then, for the first time ever, Gojo Satoru looked away. Her fiancée, the man she was supposed to marry, her equal... Simply, looked away. "I hereby sentence you to be banished and stripped from your powers" - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - 𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑰𝑵𝑮 ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 - ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ - 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒔

„I hate him. He is arrogant, haughty and careless." „Man I can't stand her. She is annoying, uptight and can't take a joke." Well.. it's a bit more complicated, they don't really hate each other, they just make each other feel things they claimed don't exist;

ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴀʏ, ᴜɴᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ, ᴜɴꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ. ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʙᴏʀɴ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ, ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀʏ, ʜᴇʀ ᴇxɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ. ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ʀᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴛᴀᴍᴇᴅ, ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴜɴᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ-ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɴᴏᴡ. ───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── OC X Canon © Axxurii

❝𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔❞ Satoru walked over to her slowly, delicately pulling her hair away to reveal the full extent of the injuries. He felt tempted to touch the scarred skin, the raised edges and the gold cracks running inside, but he quickly stopped himself knowing what would happen if he did. The Omen hummed in his ears, the sizzling of power reminding him of the muzzle they both wore around their powers. "Who did this to you?" The question came out strained, teeth ground together as he restrained himself for allowing his cursed energy free. - Gojo Satoru was the strongest sorcerer alive. Kinzoku Mikazuki was the spare. Two incredibly powerful sorcerers discovering what the real meaning of 'equal' is while dismantling the world of jujutsu, one sorcerer at a time. - ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ: ᴡᴇᴅɴᴇꜱᴅᴀʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀᴏ3 & ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ - ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴠɪɪɪ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒊 ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ