Includes detailed NSFW content. Y/N who is now the Control Devil is sent to Japan with one mission: make Yuji Itadori fall in love with her, claim his soul, and return home. It should have been simple. Instead, desire becomes attachment, manipulation turns into something dangerously real, and the man she was meant to control becomes the one person capable of changing her.

*𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨.* - - - - "𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘠/𝘓/𝘕. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵." - - - - A mission reunites three former students together after nine years. How much has changed between the group? Does Y/L/N still creep under Nanami's skin with her antics? Is Nanami still carrying on with his 'stick to the books' attitude? Is Gojo still overly confident and needs to be dropped a peg or two? - - - - I *do not* give anyone any permission to translate, create videos, or republish my work. I have all rights to my stories and would appreciate everyone to enjoy them on the platforms I post these stories on. These stories are free and I don't feel comfortable knowing others are making money off of them. (｡•́︿•̀｡) If you see my work anywhere else other than Wattpad and AO3, just know I did not give them any permission. - - - - #1 in Nanamikento (01.14.2022)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓓𝓪𝔂𝓼 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ y/n l/n starts a new life in Tokyo at jujutsu tech that's when she sees him, he stood across the street, black hair styled a bit odd, stoic expression but he caught her eye. Everything seems perfect but things take a massive turn in y/n's life when she discovers that her life is a timer of 30 days. 30 days left to live at the young age of 16... first love? Friends? School? Happiness? The last goodbye? ** 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴 • Death. • mild Abuse. I do not own any of the characters from jujutsu Kaisen.

Megumi x fem reader. You didn't mean to survive that night. But you did-and now you're here, stuck in a school for jujutsu sorcerers. You keep your distance. Speak only when needed. Fight like your life depends on it-because it does. The others whisper. You let them. You're not here to make friends. And then there's him. Fushiguro Megumi-quiet, guarded, and far too familiar. But getting close to someone in this world always comes with a cost. And you've already bled enough.

He was the darkness. She was the star who lit it up. In which the shadowsinger of the Night Court falls for his High Lord's long lost sister. "He was like a breath of fresh air after being held underwater for eternity." - "She was his punishment for every bad thing he had ever done. For no one could make him bleed the way she did." - Azriel x oc story

Rhysand's sister-the little star of the Night Court. Beloved. Brilliant. Until Rhys went Under the Mountain... and she stopped burning. Bit by bit, she let herself be reduced, forgetting how to shine. Believing love meant pain, and healing was for other people. But Azriel? He sees all of it. Always has, always will. And all he wants is for her to let him love her. A story of a girl who lost herself, and the male who would burn the world to bring her back. Of the family who never stopped loving her, and the Shadowsinger who would wait a thousand years more if she asked.

Isarella, the daughter of Thesan, High Lord of the Dawn Court, endured horrors that shattered her spirit and left her scarred in body and soul. Trapped Under the Mountain alongside Rhysand, Isarella's unique gifts became both her salvation and her curse. As a healer with power inherited from her father, she was forced to mend the broken bodies of her captors and victims alike. But beneath her quiet demeanor lay a secret ability: the power to command light itself. With a snap of her fingers, she could extinguish the stars or bring radiant dawn to the darkest of nights-a power she kept hidden, knowing it could bring devastation if wielded recklessly. When Feyre arrived Under the Mountain to free her love, Tamlin, Isarella became an unwilling witness to Feyre's trials. Bound in scraps of clothing and forced to stand alongside Rhysand, she watched Feyre fight against the impossible. And when Feyre solved Amarantha's riddle only to have her life cruelly snuffed out, Isarella made a choice that would change her fate forever. Joining the High Lords, she granted Feyre a fragment of her light, weaving her own power into Feyre's rebirth. Years later, as the war with Hybern looms, Isarella is forced to face the nightmares of her past once more. Reuniting with Rhysand and his Court brings buried trauma to the surface, but it also brings unexpected connections. When Isarella crosses paths with Azriel, the Shadowsinger, her light collides with his shadows in a way that neither of them can deny. Drawn to one another, they uncover secrets that could change the course of the war-and their lives. As Hybern's armies threaten Prythian, Isarella must embrace the full extent of her powers, even if it means confronting the ghosts of her captivity and the pain of standing beside Rhysand once more. Will her light be enough to banish the shadows of her past? Or will her fractured heart and the darkness she once endured consume her entirely? ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO SJM

Rysand's sister, Circe, was resurrected via the Calderon by the King of Hybern as a weapon for the upcoming war. She was at peace in death, but now came back with fury and vengeful. She must obey his commands and pretend to be under his control or suffer the consequences. Whether that is protecting her family or herself. What happens when the Inner Circle and her Mate discover she is alive and is a pet to the King? How will she destroy the King? How will she cope with life after death? This takes place after the fall of Amarantha and during ACOWAR. Art by Algiz-M "Midnight". I do not own Sarah J Maas books, this is my own personal story with her ideas

AN: An A Court of Thorns and Roses Fanfiction. This is the a prologue to ACOTAR. The untold story of Rhysand's sister. Azriel x OC A history regarding the tragedy between the Spring and Night Court.

~What if Rhysand's sister had fought back the day that Tamlin's father hunted them down? Fought enough to buy her life?~ Arwen escaped that day, scarred and ruined, but alive. Residing in her brother's city, she hides behind a mask of bliss before the coming of Amarantha. At a stranger's glance, there is little more she could ask for. Expensive dresses line her wardrobes, a home of great expanse, a circle of friends, and most of all, a mate. But pain boils behind that mask, and soon it will spill over. It was only a matter of time. Slow Burn Pre-ACOTAR Top ranking #1 in ACOTAR #2 in RHYSANDS SISTER