No Way Home | JJK CoD AU | Toji x You

One daring selfie. One wrong group chat. Five very interested soldiers. When a private photo accidentally lands in the military group chat, your perfectly normal friendship with Ghost, Konig, Soap, Gaz, and Price takes an unexpectedly flirtatious turn. Unfortunately, deleting the evidence won't make them forget what they saw.

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.

The youngest, most ruthless don in the city runs his empire on fear and rigid control — until a soft, sunlit girl cracks something in him he thought he'd buried.

Five soldiers. One medic. A wager nobody's prepared to lose. It started with a harmless challenge: make the team's notoriously unflappable medic blush. Now Ghost, Konig, Soap, Gaz, and Price are competing with stolen glances, shameless flirting, and dangerously close encounters. But when teasing turns into genuine attraction, who's really playing whom?

Your son has already decided Ryomen Sukuna is his favorite person. Too bad his favorite person also happens to be your rude, foul-mouthed neighbor... and your biggest headache.

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.

Simon Riley can survive war zones, interrogations, and the deadliest missions imaginable. But nothing prepared him for losing his wife. Now divorced, Simon and Maisy are raising their one-year-old daughter, April, between two separate homes. He tells himself they’re better off without him. The trouble is, he’s never stopped loving her.

It was supposed to be simple: money, luxury, intimacy, and absolutely no feelings. Sukuna pays for your company. Falling in love was never part of the contract. Loving him would cost you everything.

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

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.