Shipping CPs with Superpowers Online [Mainly Jujutsu Kaisen]

I'm sorry for putting this on hiatus. If I have time in the future, I'd be happy to finish it.

Don't read this, don't read this. It's been discontinued!!!

My wife, Sakai, has a secret: he has a supernatural ability who looks exactly like him. So he works two jobs at once, staying active in Tokyo and Yokohama.

He emotionlessly dodges the [monsters] on the road, only to look up and run into a strange white-haired, blue-eyed man who insists on taking him to experience high school life.

My Wife Sakai: ???

Meanwhile, Yokohama, where his supernatural ability is, runs into trouble too. After rescuing a child swinging from a tree by his neck, the fake Sakai disappears with a gentle touch from the child, who has brown hair and reddish-brown, peach-blossom eyes.

Supernatural ability: ???

On the eve of a great battle, My Wife Sakai is ambushed and transmigrates, supernatural ability and all, into the middle of a demon-eating-people scene.

Some demon: ???

My Wife Sakai: ???

Oh well, I'm used to this unusual everyday life by now.

Life's not easy. Sakai sighs.

Notes:

1. A gradual growth story. He won't be strong from the start.

2. The CP is Agatsuma Kagami.

3. OOC warning.

4. Feel free to point out anything that seems off. This is my first time writing, so I don't know what might be wrong. If you tell me, I'll fix it.

5. Hope you enjoy reading! Updates will be either in the morning or evening.

Here's a story featuring my CP, a Western Crossover with Superman as the main character. Check it out if you're interested!

"Everyone Keeps Claiming to Be My Fiancé [Western Crossover]"

The Guardian of Metropolis and a human girl fell in love, and so began a new chapter in the romantic tales of Metropolis.

The first time the Son of Krypton woke from a deep sleep, he smelled a wonderfully sweet maple syrup scent. Somehow, he discovered that the girl beside him had turned into a man who loved doughnuts.

The man looked at him nonchalantly. "Our marriage was just an accident."

The second time the Son of Krypton woke from a deep sleep, he lazily rolled over on the shimmering sea, a fierce burning sensation running from the nape of his neck to his waist.

A man much taller than him, and strikingly similar in appearance, walked by. His white cape trailed behind him as his cold, intensely predatory gaze swept over him.

"You are my soulmate."

The Son of Krypton stared blankly, then turned his head to look at his back. Good grief, that was a long string of Kryptonian.

Wherever the people of Metropolis go, they can never escape their own guardian's public displays of affection.

The first: ABO, Omega-Alpha and Alpha-Alpha pairings. Superman is adorably bewildered throughout.

The second: Soulmates + mermaids. A selfcest pairing is expected, but hasn't appeared yet.

The third: A gender-swapped human girl, with a soft version of coercion expected.

Here's a preview of my own upcoming story too, also a Western Crossover.

"The Superheroes Say I'm a Scumbag"

Artair is a scumbag, the real deal.

To Gotham's rich and powerful, he's the man rumored to have won Bruce's heart, only to cruelly cast him aside, making the lovesick man turn into a playboy.

To New York's richest man, he's the rare confidant who made a playboy, known for charming every woman but keeping none, settle down. He can rattle off cutting-edge technology theories with ease.

To Metropolis's protector, he's the one everyone is trying to bring down...

Yet this man, who deftly navigates among several powerful figures while wearing a different persona for each, chooses an unknown little reporter. To be precise, a rookie reporter who hasn't even won a Pulitzer Prize.

Forced to draw a plot card, Artair stands beside a Superman statue, his face stiff and his heart filled with dread. [Draw a plot card. Beep. Get down on one knee and propose to the small-town boy.]

So Artair talks at length to the Superman statue about how much he refuses to do it, then turns and drops to one knee before Clark, whose face has gone ashen.

[I love you. Please be with me!]

Theme: When you encounter difficulties and obstacles, don't be afraid. We must dare to face them head-on.