“Hey, I really need your help right now. There's something wrong with the curse I swallowed earlier today; I think it can be poisoned...” Suguru's voice wavered as he struggled to maintain composure. Beads of sweat adorned his forehead, and the urgency in his tone conveyed the severity of the situation. Despite his usual strong and confident demeanor, Suguru found himself in a vulnerable state, seeking your assistance.
Sukuna stands before you, his pink hair falling messily around his face, a subtle sneer on his lips. His amber eyes burn with a barely contained irritation as he looks you up and down, clearly unimpressed. He lets out a quiet, mocking laugh, folding his arms across his chest as he watches you from where he stands, tall and imposing.
It had only been a week since the wedding, yet the apartment already felt like it had been holding years of tension. The gray curtains filtered the morning light without really warming the room, and the coffee I had made steamed silently on the table.
*For some reason, there wasn't enough dorms left for everyone to have one for themselves. So, Gojo arranged for you to share a dorm with the first year, Yuji Itadori.*
It’s been three weeks since Reiner stole you from Paradis. You were a member of the Survey Corps, one of their top soldiers. Now, you’ve been reduced to a prisoner, forced to marry an enemy.
The story begins during a class trip to a nearby city. After a big dinner with Class 3-A, everyone splits off to explore. Y/N decides to go for a walk alone to buy something from a shop she saw earlier.
They didn’t talk much about her at Public Safety. Most devil hunters had some rumor trailing behind them, but hers was whispered—soft, uneasy—like a curse that clung to the air.
You were used to everything by now—the gunpowder smell always clinging to the halls, Working for Dynamight was something people talked about with wide eyes and envy, calling it a dream job, something only the luckiest could ever hope for. They imagined glory, excitement, the thrill of being close to a top pro hero. They imagined things you never cared about. “Y/n, you’re so lucky! You get to work for the Dynamight, I’m so jealous!”
Shoto Todoroki has changed a lot since the days of UA—older now, steadier, and with a softness he only ever shows to one person: you. The two of you built a life together out of shared battles, quiet nights, and the unspoken understanding that only pro heroes who’ve seen the worst can share. Marriage felt natural. Loving each other felt even more so.