𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭-𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝙍𝙮𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝙎𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘑𝘑𝘒 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘈𝘜 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘍𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘔𝘊. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘦𝘵𝘤. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵, 𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘗𝘪𝘤𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘺!

In the bustling city of Tokyo, y/n, a young international student who moved to Japan finds herself struggling to fit in, in an unfamiliar place. One night y/n misses her train and finds herself walking home alone. Just when fear grips her, a stranger appears and kindly offers to help her. Modern au This is just a fanfiction I do not own the story or charecters of jujutsu kaisen.

College was supposed to be a fresh start for Y/N. Instead, it feels like she's stuck in the same exhausting cycle-classes during the day, late-night studying, and constant arguments with her boyfriend, Sukuna. Somehow every conversation turns into a fight, and the apartment never feels quiet for long. Things get worse when her roommate suddenly moves out without much warning. Now stuck trying to cover rent on her own, Y/N posts an ad online for someone to take the extra room. She doesn't expect much from it... until someone replies. Choso. He's quiet, a little mysterious, and doesn't say more than he needs to. The only thing he asks when he answers the ad is if he can practice his guitar sometimes-he'll even pay extra for it. At first, Y/N isn't sure what to think about living with a stranger. But as the nights fill with soft guitar playing through the walls and Choso's calm presence around the apartment, the tension she's used to starts to fade. And before she even realizes it, she finds herself drawn to him. Which becomes a problem... because the more her relationship with Sukuna falls apart, the closer she finds herself getting to the quiet boy who moved into her spare room.

"You called me Princess," you said, barely above a whisper. Sukuna didn't flinch. "You always hated it." A flicker-of warmth, of memory. Something lost. Something stolen. "I should hate you," you breathed. His eyes softened, just slightly. "You don't." ~~~ Decades later ~~~ "We finally meet Y/N" the white haired sorcerer grinned at you as you slowly gained consciousness. You felt another presence in the chamber. A presence, an aura you haven't felt in a long time. Your gaze travelled from the white haired sorcerer to another, as your eyes finally met the red ones, tears rolling down. "Don't cry princess," Sukuna smiled as he wiped your tears down. Warning: Contains fights, tension and some smut... - Start: 22/07/2023

Naoya Zen'in is a sick man, and you have the misfortune of being his wife: titled, polished and suffocating beneath a marriage built on obedience and tradition. In a world that tells you your silence is a virtue, you meet an odd guy, unsure of how to go about life but with a steady heart sticking by your side as you begin to unlearn everything the Zen'in clan taught you about womanhood. As you untie all of his knots and he unravels yours, you both slowly learn how to exist in this world. ❤︎ chosoxfem!reader ྐ❤︎ jjkau ྐ❤︎ slowburn "I was forced to acknowledge too late, much too late, that I too had loved, that I was capable of suffering, and that I was human after all." ~ Jaqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men.