Living next to the Heffley's could be loud and sometimes confusing, However you didn't mind, that was due to Rodrick. Not usually one to consider yourself as a creep, certain circumstances' started to make you think otherwise. //This is pure smut, I am so sorry for what I have created\\ Also, this is the first fic that I have posted in a while, I'm currently recovering from alcohol dependency and using writing as a coping method at the moment, so please feel free so send request (requests don't have to be purely smut)

Raven Grave solo quería un año tranquilo en la Academia de Nunca Más: clases, pasillos silenciosos y su rutina impecable. Sin muertes, brujas o Hydes... hasta que Pericles Addams apareció. Oscuro, persuasivo y completamente decidido a conquistarla, Pericles no conoce límites. Cada encuentro es un desafío, cada gesto una invitación que Raven no esperaba. Lo que parecía un año calmado se transforma en tensión y un juego retorcido de llamar la atención. En la Academia, el romance no llega suavemente: llega con filo.

La academia Nevermore nunca fue un lugar para corazones tímidos. Entre las paredes carcomidas por siglos de secretos, donde los susurros de los muertos se confunden con el rumor del viento, caminaba Astoria Lockwood, la estudiante que nadie se atrevía a tocar. Su sola presencia hacía crujir los vidrios, enfermar a las plantas y torcerse los cubiertos en el comedor. Era un prodigio de la mala suerte, un desastre con coletas oscuras y ojos que brillaban como luna llena tras el humo. Hasta que él apareció. Pericles Addams no era como los demás, ni siquiera como su propia familia. Donde Merlina era fría precisión, él era caos con sonrisa de dientes afilados. Donde los demás veían una maldición, él vio posibilidades. Astoria intentó ignorarlo. Intentó esconderse. Pero Pericles no era de los que se rendían... Especialmente cuando el objeto de su obsesión era tan deliciosamente trágico. Y así comenzó todo: Un juego de toques prohibidos. Una escuela que susurraba su nombre en las paredes. Y un encuentro más que llevaba tiempo esperándolos. Porque en Nevermore, el amor no es solo amor. Y todo incrementa cuando su destino, es solo él. #1 Dark. 26/10/25 #1 Pericles 02/11/25

♡» For the past few months, gifts were appearing on your desk. These gifts often come with letters of admiration. You wondered who this secret admirer was and when they would finally confront you. 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆; finished started: October 2021 ended : January 26 2023 #1 on kita 01/31/23 art used on the cover: @gyeomja_ on Twitter

In which a world where humans and hybrids coexist, a curious girl stumbles upon a rare arachnid hybrid- dangerous, rare, venomous in contrast of his submissive persona. But spiders can be elusive and mysterious, mischievous and playful. What could he possibly do to his kind human? |𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐈𝐭 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐌𝐞|| 𝐏.𝐉𝐌| ➤written by: Vceria

You enter the ridiculously named 'The Fairy Pawmother," a hybrid shelter, with very low expectations. Instead, you meet a beautiful Dragon hybrid named Namjoon, gaining a family and so much more.

̸/̸̅̅ ̆̅ ̅̅ ̅̅ 💕 Bonten!Yan!Sanzuxreader ╰⊹ ࣪ ╰┈➤ "We had a taste and now I can't leave you ♡.." You never asked for his loyalty. You never asked to be worshipped. But Sanzu Haruchiyo made you his god. In Bonten's ruthless underworld, he's feared for his violence, his madness, his smile that drips blood. But with you, he's something else entirely-obsessive, submissive, and starved for your attention. He'd do anything to please you. Hurt for you. Kill for you. Die for you. He doesn't want control-he wants to be owned. And once you've tasted that kind of devotion, how could you ever let him go? ♡⸝⸝ ═════════════════════ ♡⸝⸝ Trigger warnings: Contains psychological manipulation, dark themes, violence, explicit content, and obsessive behavior. Tokyo Revengers and all its characters belong to Ken Wakui. I do not own the rights to the original series-this is a work of fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only.

𝒜𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓈, 𝒮𝓊𝓀𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓎, 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒸𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝒶𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝒽𝓊𝓈𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹. 𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝓅𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓁 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉𝑒𝒹. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒, 𝒮𝓊𝓀𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓉𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊. *PIC IS NOT MINE*

"𝐻𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑒?" "𝒩𝑜. 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉." - - - - Y/N has been the only consistent thing in Ushijima's life. No matter where he would be, she'd be there for him. The two are childhood friends and that was that. Or so Ushijima thought. Things begin to change when Y/N's attention is pulled away from her new found freedom as a first year in university. - - - - 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. - - - - #2 in Ushijima (01.19.2021)

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