Unwanted vow | Jujutsu Kaisen AU • Toji

When notorious hitman Toji Fushiguro bleeds onto your floor and hands you a stack of yen to act like his partner, a quiet downtown flower shop becomes Tokyo’s most unlikely safehouse and fake dating becomes dangerously real.

Your exhausted neighbor shows up at your door in the middle of the night with a crying toddler in his arms… and no idea what else to do except ask you for help.

A Bengali grad student vanishes into the Atlantic night after saving a stranger's life, leaving him nothing but a name and a warning.

Everyone knows what Toji Fushiguro does with the women he brings home. Gone by Sunday, no exceptions, no repeats. You've spent years in that house for a completely different reason, waiting on his son, Megumi. Then one bad night you show up needing someone to talk to, and it's the wrong Fushiguro who answers the door.

Talias the type of girl that parties & loves to be wild.. then she meets her father’s friend/ associate. Toji Zenin

After a bitter argument drives you from your husband’s side, you decide to put your pride aside and seek reconciliation—only to discover the one thing you never imagined. Behind the doors of his chambers, the sounds of another woman shatter every promise your marriage was built on. Now, with your heart in pieces and the palace watching, you must decide whether to remain the feared King’s loyal queen… or become the one person even Sukuna cannot afford to lose.

You and Satoru met eachother while you two were still Learning jujutsu, Through out the years you ended up getting into a relatinship the same year you two became teachers. It ended really badly almost a year ago. Satoru absolutly hates you and you know it, but the unexpected happens...

Behind the bar in a remote Russian forest town, one regular's quiet devotion turns a cold winter into something dangerously warm.

*! EXTREME SMUT WARNING !* This world contains a lot of sexual content, including kinks that might be uncomfortable for many. Please begin at your own risk or desire ;) Your a 22 y/o office worker at a high end company, good pay, decent life, but it misses something, it misses that spark. And you happen to find just the way to solve that.

Toji didn’t plan to flirt tonight. The bar was loud, crowded, and crawling with women who looked like they’d all been printed from the same Instagram filter—tight bodies, tighter dresses, perfect smiles with no real bite. He wasn’t in the mood for fake. Wasn’t in the mood to pretend he didn’t notice how much effort it took to look effortless. He liked curves, but not if they came with fear of breaking. He liked confidence, but not if it came with a script. What he wanted? Was real. And then he saw you. Sitting like you didn’t want to be seen. Laughing, but not fully. Your curves hugged the chair like they belonged there, like they didn’t need to shrink or adjust. Your hands clutched your bag like a shield. Your hair framed your face like a veil. You didn’t sparkle. You didn’t pose. And that made you the most magnetic thing in the whole damn room.