[𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪 𝘍𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘹 𝘧!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳] ↳ 𝘐𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘭, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳? Cover Art Credits: @azukimame0814 on Twitter

Moving in with Sukuna was not on your bucket list maybe it won't that bad? "𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬." "𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧." "𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜'𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞." Disclaimer -sensitive topics -fluff -Sukana x reader -smut -slow burn -age gap *This story doesn't follow any plot that in the anime*

"ℑ𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢, 𝔦𝔫 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔞𝔱𝔢, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔫 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔢. 𝔄𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔬𝔫 𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶, 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲. 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔦𝔱 𝔞 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯? 𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔢𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔢𝔵𝔦𝔰𝔱?" Sukuna is bound by the curse of immortality, what will he do when the love of his life refuses his offer? -disclaimer- not true form sukuna story (i don't fw four arms 🫣) none of the jjk chracters are my original characters they are owned by the original author of jjk this is just an au

[Sukuna x f!Reader] Bored with his life, Sukuna decides he wants something else. He wants an heir. A horrible idea for everyone- Especially for the maiden that's tasked with fulfilling his whim. But Sukuna always gets what he wants in the end. Cover Art Credits @No_Seng07 on Twitter/X

[Rayomen Sukuna x fem reader] The color red is a strong color. A color that catches someone's attention all the time. A pretty red rose is one of them. It shines and it blooms or a beautiful red Kimono, that catches attention. But so does blood. Sukuna should have killed you along with everyone else. He should of. He saw you as a weakling, the shit he stepped on. You were nothing to him. Yet...the blood on you, the red clothes you had on, it caught his attention, and somehow, he just couldn't. Suddenly, you were his. He claimed you. You're his wife now. And you as The King of Curses's wife, you must do as told. (A/N:Idk i suck at writing descriptions)

When moving out of your dorm and leaving your eccentric roommate goes to shit, you're offered by one of her friends to move in with him... for free! That is, if you don't mind living with two completely opposite college boys. However, life isn't that easy, and there's a hot asshole around the corner to piss you off. Especially when he's always up late at night when you're studying, purposely trying to get on your nerves in the most perverse way possible. You hate him. Yet, the tables seem to turn when he comes knocking on your door asking for your help. For something in exchange, of course. Under one agreement, that is.

ೃ⁀➷ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 ( heian era sukuna! x reader ) Trigger warning, this story includes: mention/description of blood, character death, cursing, slight nsfw, etc. 11.3.2023 - ongoing ©𝐉𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈

saiki kusuo x f!reader ❝𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐘.❞ ༊*·˚in which the quiet transfer girl spends time with the psychic boy who in turns enjoys it and hopelessly falls into the rabbit hole of liking her. / ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ

You had always dreamed of being a hero, just like everyone else, but when your quirk developed your realised just how impossible it was. While everyone else became pro heroes, you became a spy, a tool for the government, going on undercover missions and doing their dirty work for them. You earned a name for yourself. The reaper. Would the great All Might be able to lead you away from the darkness and nightmares that clouded your life? Or would you be lost forever to the world, a forgotten name in the sands of time? After all, everyone fears the reaper...