Dust and Diamonds

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...

You and Mattheo have been enemies since second year. One prank, one detention, thirty days stuck together — and five years of hating him is suddenly a lot harder to maintain.

An AU where Jujutsu Kaisen's Ryomen Sukuna is undefeated rodeo royalty, and the reporter sent to profile him has no idea that borrowing his hat just told the whole circuit she wants him.

A my hero academia forbidden crush story — your brother's best friend Katsuki Bakugo was always off-limits, until one late night in the kitchen changes everything.

A Weasley and a Malfoy get locked in a closet for seven minutes and spend the rest of the year pretending it didn't change everything.

A My Hero Academia college AU where a hot-headed explosive hero gets a new almost unwanted addition to his friend group who gives as good as they get — and Bakugo might have finally met his match.

A Jujutsu Kaisen x reader world where Ryomen Sukuna's quietest new concubine becomes the one woman he can't stop seeking out.

You move to New York to write your novel and gig on the side, and end up falling for a Staten Island comedian twice your age who is famous for all the wrong reasons.

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.

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.