ENHYPEN NIKI FF Nishimura Riki, the son of a rather cold and ruthless Mafia king, had to take on his father's role just by marrying one girl... A girl he despises with all his heart... Lee Rowan, being the only, Decent child in such a blood-fueled home, and of course the only daughter Mr. Lee had, despite her protests, she found herself married to the Monster... Just another Forced Marriage ff Ig?

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"𝙤𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙙, 𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨" "𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙚" in which two awkward adolescents meet on the internet. - editing process coming up [lando norris x fem!oc] [social media] [english] 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥: 𝘫𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥: 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘭 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥: 𝘯.𝘢. 「highest rankings」 #3 𝘪𝘯 racing #2 𝘪𝘯 norris #2 𝘪𝘯 williams #5 𝘪𝘯 mclaren #1 𝘪𝘯 cars © 2021 | crxscxntmoon

Rockstar Gojo falls for an ordinary guitar maker. But is that all? What happens when he proposes a beneficial relationship, and what happens when you accept? Cover art by _3aem I do not own JJK or it's characters, all I own is the fictional plot of this story.

These are imagines/ shots/Headcannons of the men of jjk. I will take requests. Slow updates. everyone in this book is 18+ as this contains mature content/nsfw.

Satoru Gojo doesn't do soft. So why is he learning the shape of his neighbor's bed at 3am, pouring her wine, and calling her baby ?? She's everything he shouldn't touch- a civilian, perceptive, and too close to something happening inside her hospital that no one was supposed to notice. But since Gojo has already broken his first rule, why not break a few more ?? ♥︎ Slow burn tension x Smut with Plot ♥︎ ♥︎ Vague OC - can be read as reader-insert ♥︎ Canon-divergent | Certain events never come to pass

Gojo Satoru never fell in love. Yes, there were flings and countless hookups, yet there was never a sense of promise or faithfulness in the air. Every women he had met in the club either wound up getting fucked to sleep, with him disappearing the next morning, or receiving a number that they would text, to which there would never be a reply... until a few weeks after saying something like hey, my place tonight? x or the other. All of this would end at an art exhibition in Tokyo. "You ain't even ask for my name, Shades," the woman murmured, hands now behind her back. Oooookayy. Gojo nervously chuckled, feeling the red creep up on his cheeks. "I was just about to do that, Miss..." "Y/n. It's L/n Y/n." She fluffed her hair. "And I moved here a month ago." Her sudden coldness was a shock to Gojo. Yes, plenty of his past flings had played a game of hard to get, yet he'd never met a woman so... uninterested?