Cursed Conquest: Sukuna's Throne

Reina Shido and Satoru Gojo have never gotten along. She sees him as reckless and irresponsible; he sees her as rigid and infuriatingly closed-off. After a brutal mission and too much alcohol, one reckless night blurs years of hostility into something neither of them planned.

Sold to the Zenin family as Naoya's wife, you refuse to bow to his misogyny—until you catch him moaning your name.

You're pregnant by your ex, and the only way back into his life runs through the grandfather who never wanted you there and the lie that built their whole house.

Childhood best friends Yuji Itadori and you have been “practicing” kisses, touches, and everything short of going all the way for years with zero malice… but at Tokyo Jujutsu High those innocent sessions are starting to feel dangerously real, and Yuji’s sweet golden-retriever charm is slowly cracking into something much hungrier.

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...

*! 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.

A Jujutsu Kaisen college AU where you're stuck living with Sukuna, Toji, and Gojo—three insufferably hot, loudly horny roommates who never shut up about it.

You don't remember what happened at Deadman's Crossing. It remembers you.

He is the King of Curses. He has unmade emperors. He has named the dark and watched it answer. The country trembles in its sleep when he turns in his. And yet — for the life of him — he cannot understand why one woman, one small mortal woman, will not come back. He has not slept since you left. He has not eaten. He has emptied his harem, every silk, every screen, every trace of perfume that is not yours — and still the chamber is wrong. Still the bed is cold. Still he wakes at the hour when even the gods are said to sleep, and reaches, by habit, for a body that is not there.

Two rich, toxic roommates who can't stand each other keep falling into bed—until he decides to remind her exactly who she belongs to. 18+ | NSFW, SMUT