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Set in Japan’s Heian era, an age steeped in superstition, cruelty, and power, the world trembles beneath the name Ryōmen Sukuna—the King of Curses. Feared by villages and revered by monsters, he rules not just through terror but through inevitability. His court is lavish, filled with concubines and attendants who exist to please or endure him. None are loved. None are chosen.Beyond palace walls lie forests that swallow screams and villages that prey on the weak under the guise of order. Women without protection are currency. Orphans are warnings.Into this world steps a nameless young woman—an orphan raised on whispers, hunger, and survival. Known only as the daughter of a beautiful woman, she inherits her mother’s looks but none of her protection. Chased into the woods by men who feel entitled to her body, she flees into what should have been certain death.Instead, she meets Sukuna.Mistaking the most dangerous being alive for a mere high-ranking scholar, she warns him about the King of Curses—urging him to keep his head down, to survive quietly. Amused for the first time in centuries, Sukuna plays along.

Behind the safety of study sessions and sleepovers, something far more dangerous simmers beneath the surface, stolen glances across the kitchen, midnight conversations whispered too softly, and the quiet ache of wanting someone you absolutely shouldn’t. He’s your best friend’s father, experienced, composed, impossibly magnetic, and every visit to their house tightens the tension you both pretend not to feel. What starts as admiration slowly blurs into longing, each accidental touch lingering just a second too long, each moment alone charged with unspoken confession. In a house that feels so familiar, you’re hiding the most reckless secret of all: falling for the one man you can never let anyone know about.

When you take Yuji Itadori to bed, you're not just with him—Sukuna watches from within, his ancient consciousness bearing witness to every intimate moment, until the King of Curses decides observing isn't enough.

What started as a ridiculous late-night idea, asking your best friend Satoru Gojo for a “practice makeout”, quickly turns into something far more complicated. Between teasing smirks, soft laughter, and lingering touches that feel a little too natural, the line between friendship and something deeper begins to blur. Satoru treats it like a joke at first, but the way his gaze lingers and the way he pulls you closer says otherwise. Because somewhere between the “lessons” and the quiet moments after, both of you start realizing that maybe it stopped being practice a long time ago.

Bound by centuries of clan hatred and a political engagement neither of you wanted, life with Suguru Geto becomes a battlefield of sharp smiles, dangerous silences, and tension thick enough to suffocate, until rivalry turns intimate, and every glare lingers a second too long. What begins as a strategic alliance slowly unravels into something far more volatile: jealousy masked as possession, protection disguised as pride, and a man who swore he would never kneel to anyone finding himself choosing you anyway.

He swore you were his forever, but forever felt like waiting in the background while he chose comfort over commitment, and by the time Suguru Geto realized that love isn’t about who’s loudest in your life but who you protect the most, you had already learned how to walk away with your dignity intact.

Everyone knew you had sworn off men completely, proudly living in your so-called “manhater era” after one disappointment too many. Then Nanami Kento walked into your life, calm, patient, and frustratingly respectful in ways you weren’t used to. He never argued with your views or tried to change you; instead, he quietly proved through his actions that not every man was careless or selfish. Somewhere between his steady presence, thoughtful gestures, and the way he always treated you with genuine respect, you realized the one thing you never expected: the manhater era you swore would last forever was slowly ending because of him.

The strongest sorcerer in the world, Satoru Gojo may command Infinity with effortless confidence, but at home, he’s just a dramatic, overprotective, soft-hearted dad who would bend the world for his child. Behind the teasing smirks, over-the-top school appearances, and shameless bragging lies a father who stays up through fevers, teaches confidence like armor, and quietly panics at every scraped knee. He spoils you, trains you if you choose it, and reminds you that your path is your own, never just his legacy. To everyone else, he’s untouchable, to you, he’s simply Dad, and that’s his greatest title.

He’s the kind of boy who turns crowded hallways into something cinematic, where every step he takes feels like it matters, just not to you. Satoru Gojo exists in your world like a constant almost, almost looking, almost noticing, almost choosing you, but never quite crossing that line. You build entire days around passing glimpses, convincing yourself that maybe silence means something more, that maybe indifference is just something you haven’t decoded yet. But the truth lingers in every missed glance and every quiet ache: you’ve fallen for someone who walks past you like you’re nothing, and somehow, that hurts more than if he’d just looked and turned away.

At Tokyo’s most prestigious law university, Professor Hiromi Higuruma is feared for his ruthless lectures and unshakable discipline, until one student begins challenging him in ways no one else ever has. You’re brilliant, stubborn, and completely unafraid to argue with him in front of the entire class, turning every lecture into a battlefield of logic and sharp words. What begins as academic rivalry slowly transforms into something far more dangerous: lingering stares, quiet jealousy, and a possessiveness Higuruma refuses to acknowledge. In a world governed by rules and consequences, the most dangerous case he will ever face is the one where the evidence points directly to his own heart—and the verdict threatens to destroy every boundary he swore he’d never cross.

A transfer student with complete Quirk immunity arrives at UA High in My Hero Academia, disrupting the power balance and catching everyone's attention.

The storm was supposed to slow things down, but with Satoru Gojo, it only made everything louder. His laughter cutting through the rain, his teasing is constant, his presence is impossibly hard to ignore. Stuck together under a rattling roof, boundaries blurred as easily as the dirt road outside. When you stole his hat just to see his reaction, he didn’t get mad. Instead, he stepped closer, eyes full of mischief, voice low and amused. “Cowboy rule.” he said, smiling like he already won.

After falling asleep during a Jujutsu Kaisen marathon, a new fan wakes up stranded in the cursed world, forced to survive alongside their favorite characters with only their meta-knowledge of the plot.

On a campus where reputations travel faster than rumors, you somehow become the center of a rivalry no one saw coming. One is the magnetic frat king who lives for the spotlight and pulls you into his orbit like it is effortless. The other is the sharp tongued academic weapon who competes with the same intensity he studies, determined to prove he is the better choice in every measurable way. Between wild parties and quiet library corners, teasing smirks and calculated glances, you are caught in a battle of charm versus intellect, and neither of them plans on losing.

When Gojo's sister joins Jujutsu High as a Grade 1 sorcerer with pink eyes and a deadly secret domain, the last thing she expects is to fall for Megumi Fushiguro—the one person who refuses to acknowledge her existence.

When Gojo Sensei forces talented first-year sorcerer Aiko Tanaka to train with the enigmatic cursed speech user Toge Inumaki, she must master both her deadly techniques and her racing heart while fighting curses alongside Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara in the brutal world of Jujutsu sorcery.

Crown Prince's Wedding

In a quiet Tokyo law firm, you juggle deadlines, depositions, and two very different kinds of devotion, your sharp-tongued “work husband,” Hiromi Higuruma, who stands beside you in court with unwavering loyalty, and your real husband, Kento Nanami, who waits at home with steady hands and an even steadier claim on your heart. What starts as harmless office banter turns into a quiet battle of glances, boundaries, and subtle possessiveness, where professionalism clashes with permanence. Between courtroom objections and domestic tenderness, the line between partnership and protection blurs, because while one argues your cases, the other has already won your forever.

In a world where curses bow and sorcerers tremble, the King of Curses does not rage when challenged, he claims. His obsession is not loud devotion but quiet ownership, carved in blood and sealed with jealousy. Every glance you receive becomes a provocation, every touch from another a death sentence waiting to fall. Sukuna does not cage you, does not chain you, does not beg you to stay, because in his mind, you were never free to begin with. And in a kingdom ruled by a monster who does not share, love is not a confession, it is a warning.

He loved you in all the ways that looked right, the soft kisses, the gentle check-ins, the whispered “I love you” in the dark, but every tenderness carried the shadow of someone he hadn’t fully let go. Being with Satoru Gojo felt like winning at first, like you were chosen by someone untouchable, until you realized you were never the beginning of his story, just the chapter he used to heal from another ending. He didn’t mean to use you, and that almost made it worse, because his affection was real, just incomplete. In loving him, you slowly understood the cruelest truth: you weren’t competing with another girl — you were competing with a memory.

Hiromi Higuruma agrees to a 30-day trial marriage — fully notarized, structured, and absurdly detailed. What begins as an experiment in compatibility becomes a quiet unraveling of a man who thought love required safeguards. He drafts clauses to prevent chaos. You break them with warmth. The real deadline isn’t Day 30, it’s the moment he realizes he doesn’t want an exit strategy.

When Luna joins the Jujutsu sorcerers for a game of spin the bottle, an innocent night of fun spirals into something far more dangerous as she ends up in bed with one of them—and discovers some curses are meant to be broken.

At a university where rival hockey dynasties rule the rink and egos hit harder than body checks, one cocky star player finally realizes that the only thing he can’t outskate is the girl he’s been pretending not to claim.

On the night the world finally quiets and the vows settle into something real, Suguru Geto doesn’t rush, he savors. Behind closed doors, his devotion turns slow and deliberate, every touch intentional, every whisper low and teasing against your skin. There’s control in the way he moves, confidence in the way he guides you, but beneath it all is something softer, an almost reverent affection reserved only for you. Honeymoon night with Suguru isn’t chaos or urgency; it’s tension drawn tight, patience stretched thin, and the intoxicating realization that forever has just begun.